<?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-7277351080409917384</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:52:27.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Neatherlin Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Our Family
Is a Circle of Strength and Love. With Every Birth and Union it Grows. Every Crisis Faced Together. Makes the Circle Stonger.
                                 Eric, Leslie, Cole &amp;amp; Baby to Be</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-1402509498110672244</id><published>2011-04-13T09:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:14:42.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>Well its official I am a bona fide boy “boy mom”. We found out Monday we are having another baby boy!! While I knew the minute I found out I was pregnant with Cole that I wanted a boy, this time I longed for pink and pony tails. While God didn’t answer this pray I know he had my best interest at heart as most will say our house isn’t big enough for two princesses. The minute they confirmed this precious gift from God was a boy I was overwhelmed with joy in knowing I would have two precious sticky sweat boys running around our house. I know you think I am crazy but I love that smell. I love when I walk through the door seeing Cole all dressed in his t-ball uniform eye black and all with the excited look in eyes jumping up and down asking me if I am ready to go watch him play t-ball. I love that no matter what he will always come to me when he is upset or has a boo boo. I love the smell of his hair when he comes in after playing catch in the backyard with daddy. I love watching him get excited when he sees a bug walking across the floor or looking up and seeing him in his batman costume and playing with his light saber. I think about all these things and realize that I am meant to be a “boy mom”. That is just the way it’s meant to be. I can’t wait to see these to precious boys grow up together as I know they will be best buddies. But my biggest hope is they will rise up to be gentlemen and men after God’s own heart. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K00g3eJa9CQ/TaWvkYL2sQI/AAAAAAAAAic/mqg2HeDFpMI/s1600/2011-04-11%2B14%2B46%2B06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595071151580033282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K00g3eJa9CQ/TaWvkYL2sQI/AAAAAAAAAic/mqg2HeDFpMI/s320/2011-04-11%2B14%2B46%2B06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-1402509498110672244?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/1402509498110672244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=1402509498110672244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1402509498110672244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1402509498110672244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K00g3eJa9CQ/TaWvkYL2sQI/AAAAAAAAAic/mqg2HeDFpMI/s72-c/2011-04-11%2B14%2B46%2B06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-2919271310290881851</id><published>2011-03-30T14:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T14:23:34.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4SsqDF8fhxI/TZOA0L_LFVI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cCQCTu2MQ1E/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589953196556227922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4SsqDF8fhxI/TZOA0L_LFVI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cCQCTu2MQ1E/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a very long time since I have posted something so I thought I should update you all all little considering its been since August of last year that I posted something. My Cole man turned 4 and while I miss so much him being a baby. This age is so much fun! He is just his own little person with his own thoughts. He started playing T-Ball this year and had his first game last night!! I have never seen him so excited! Daddy of course is coaching and made sure he was all decked out for his first game-eye black and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally had our prayers answered and I look back and know exactly what God's perfect plan was for us. I am pregnant!! We will be having another September baby and the birthday will be pretty close to Coles. We are so overwhelmed with joy! Cole is so excited!! We will find out within the next month what this precious joy is going to be and I can't wait!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-2919271310290881851?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/2919271310290881851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=2919271310290881851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2919271310290881851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2919271310290881851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-has-been-very-long-time-since-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4SsqDF8fhxI/TZOA0L_LFVI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cCQCTu2MQ1E/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-4014670838764213381</id><published>2010-08-11T09:33:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T11:11:15.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics</title><content type='html'>Okay so it it has been a really long time since I have posted anything on my blog. We had family pics recently that I just had to share. All these babies are growing up so fast! It's amazing how time goes by in a blink of any eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGLIzgUflPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/beJdKJg3Msc/s1600/DSC_0806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504182481774941426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGLIzgUflPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/beJdKJg3Msc/s320/DSC_0806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGLIzNGychI/AAAAAAAAAhs/eH7fxdXAZeM/s1600/DSC_0753_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504182476617183762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGLIzNGychI/AAAAAAAAAhs/eH7fxdXAZeM/s320/DSC_0753_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGLGnSns0_I/AAAAAAAAAhk/pwHXpeOr7aE/s1600/DSC_0763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504180072915719154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGLGnSns0_I/AAAAAAAAAhk/pwHXpeOr7aE/s320/DSC_0763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGK4IE2KySI/AAAAAAAAAhc/nHTgzgZhnkM/s1600/DSC_0731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504164143479572770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGK4IE2KySI/AAAAAAAAAhc/nHTgzgZhnkM/s320/DSC_0731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGK4HXjKMwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/gFsKVqNLNH8/s1600/DSC_0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504164131320247042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGK4HXjKMwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/gFsKVqNLNH8/s320/DSC_0716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGK2o1zQAsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/GCfUq4FxL7s/s1600/DSC_0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504162507353227970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGK2o1zQAsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/GCfUq4FxL7s/s320/DSC_0706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGK1A35q_pI/AAAAAAAAAhE/v-QdELBBBXw/s1600/DSC_0675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504160721210637970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGK1A35q_pI/AAAAAAAAAhE/v-QdELBBBXw/s320/DSC_0675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-4014670838764213381?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/4014670838764213381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=4014670838764213381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4014670838764213381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4014670838764213381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-pics.html' title='Family Pics'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/TGLIzgUflPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/beJdKJg3Msc/s72-c/DSC_0806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-758652975100527205</id><published>2010-03-25T14:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:13:09.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He wants to WOW us!</title><content type='html'>It amazes me how God continues to speak to me. I was having a conversation with my friend Sommer the other day about Eric and my difficulty with getting pregnant. We are now to the point of an appointment with a Fertility specialist and I was talking with her how lately it seems like everyone around is having trouble with getting pregnant or having troubled pregnancies when normally everytime you turn around you are wondering "what's in the water" because some has come up pregnant. With this going on it always tweaks my interest as to what HIS plan is for me and for those friends of mine who have had problems. While the answer may not be in plain site as we would like it to be I am reminded from an I received today that his plan is always for our good even though at the moment it may not seem like it. He is doing it for our good and at the right moment so we can be blown away by Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you know that God can use a single moment to transform your life for the better? God is always working, even when we have no idea what He's doing. He loves to bless us with His amazing, awe-inspiring goodness, even when we least expect it or when things don't seem to be going the right way. Romans 8:28 is a popular verse but never gets old. To me, it's one of the most encouraging verses in the entire Bible. "And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them" (NLT). I love the word "everything" in this verse. We tend to think of bad things and difficult seasons, but "everything" includes more. It includes the good things as well as the things that we are indifferent about. God takes all of those things and works them out for our good. He wants you to be the kind of person who thinks about His promises all the time, who believes the best, and who keeps hoping when others just give up. If you live this way, I believe you'll be amazed at how God works in your life. You'll experience His favor in what I call a "God-ordained moment." A God-ordained moment is an incredible, supernatural event that God's been setting up, working behind the scenes so that you can experience His goodness at just the right time. These God-ordained moments don't come on our schedule, but when they come, all we can say is: "Wow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-758652975100527205?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/758652975100527205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=758652975100527205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/758652975100527205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/758652975100527205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2010/03/he-wants-to-wow-us.html' title='He wants to WOW us!'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-8478414091205404101</id><published>2010-03-17T09:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:37:10.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Little Faith</title><content type='html'>It seems that lately I am surrounded by people or even myself that have something we are praying for and it's just not being answered in the time that we would like. As I opened up to read my daily devotional I was reminded that our prayers will be answered on HIS time and to have faith in him. I thought I would share the devotional with you all along with the prayer for you and myself. Have Faith he is listening and HE craves your need for HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the natural realm, we exchange money for the things we want and need. But in the spiritual realm, faith is what we exchange. The Bible tells us that when we pray, if we have faith, we will receive what we pray for.&lt;br /&gt;Faith is heaven's currency. Faith moves mountains. Faith opens supernatural doors. Faith pleases God. What is faith? It is simply believing God and His Word. It's believing in His goodness and knowing that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek after Him. Faith is believing that the promises of God are true. It's obeying His Word. Where does faith come from? Everyone is given a measure of faith. Romans tell us that faith grows by hearing the Word of God. The more you hear the Word of God, the more real it becomes in your life and the easier it is to believe His promises.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how much faith you have today, begin investing your faith by choosing to obey God's Word. As you hear and obey the Word, you will be empowered by faith, and you will move forward to receive every good gift He has in store for you! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heavenly Father, thank You for the power of Your Word at work in my life. I submit myself to You today and ask that the seeds of faith in my heart grow strong. I open my heart to You and ask You to remove any doubt or unbelief so that I can serve You with my whole heart all the days of my life. In Jesus' Name. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatever you ask for in prayer, having faith and believing, you will receive"(Matthew 21:22, AMP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-8478414091205404101?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/8478414091205404101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=8478414091205404101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8478414091205404101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8478414091205404101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-little-faith.html' title='Have a Little Faith'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-567220698182045379</id><published>2010-03-16T16:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:23:53.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Having A Ball's New Creation</title><content type='html'>So we have been busy at work trying to come up with some fresh new ideas and my wonderful biz partner came up with  "Glam Pops" and "Baby Pops". It's basically our cake ball pop all beaded up and glammed out. These are definitely a wonderful treat for the extra special someone with a an extra special touch.  I have included pictures of our "Baby Pops" with "Glam Pops" coming soon. Please remember to visit our website &lt;a href="http://www.gohaveaball.com/"&gt;www.gohaveaball.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S5_178uE1VI/AAAAAAAAAg0/yFHynf4HnIY/s1600-h/26853_377778151067_601481067_5293403_3724475_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449344484402058578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S5_178uE1VI/AAAAAAAAAg0/yFHynf4HnIY/s320/26853_377778151067_601481067_5293403_3724475_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S5_17ETv1PI/AAAAAAAAAgs/vPiq2jOFb70/s1600-h/26853_377774111067_601481067_5293386_1195317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449344469259244786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S5_17ETv1PI/AAAAAAAAAgs/vPiq2jOFb70/s320/26853_377774111067_601481067_5293386_1195317_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-567220698182045379?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/567220698182045379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=567220698182045379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/567220698182045379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/567220698182045379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2010/03/having-balls-new-creation.html' title='Having A Ball&apos;s New Creation'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S5_178uE1VI/AAAAAAAAAg0/yFHynf4HnIY/s72-c/26853_377778151067_601481067_5293403_3724475_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-6400977038826816133</id><published>2010-02-10T10:55:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:21:26.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30, Flirth and Fabulous!!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend my bestie Becky or as her finance and I like to call her "Betsty" turned the big 30 so we headed to Ruidoso to celebrate this momentus occasion! We stayed in amazing cabin with an amazing view and had enjoyed the wildlife. This deer loved us and loved to come up to our cabin for a little bread! I am pretty sure I saw the biggest elk I have ever seen. The only downfall is that my hubby was working so he couldn't go. We bowled it up and by the way I am pretty sure I was the worst bowler out out of the whole bunch but I did make up for my bowling loss when we headed to the casino. I played a little craps and walked away with a little money. Becky got lots of great presents!!! It was a wonderful weekend!! Makes me what to turn 30 all over again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   My Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S3LqlSGz89I/AAAAAAAAAgU/h9PwBcpmvcY/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp43363%253Enu%253D3245%253E343%253E5%253B%253B%253EWSNRCG%253D333993766%253A324nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436665626426078162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S3LqlSGz89I/AAAAAAAAAgU/h9PwBcpmvcY/s320/232323232%257Ffp43363%253Enu%253D3245%253E343%253E5%253B%253B%253EWSNRCG%253D333993766%253A324nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The soon to be in September Martins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S3Lm6gwKe7I/AAAAAAAAAgE/lzFb3fZ1VFI/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp43367%253Enu%253D3245%253E343%253E5%253B%253B%253EWSNRCG%253D333993755%253B324nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436661593088359346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S3Lm6gwKe7I/AAAAAAAAAgE/lzFb3fZ1VFI/s320/232323232%257Ffp43367%253Enu%253D3245%253E343%253E5%253B%253B%253EWSNRCG%253D333993755%253B324nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stori and the Birthday Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S3LlPHDRuYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/hFVSIn7k5oQ/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp43358%253Enu%253D3245%253E343%253E5%253B%253B%253EWSNRCG%253D3339937669324nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436659747943201154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S3LlPHDRuYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/hFVSIn7k5oQ/s320/232323232%257Ffp43358%253Enu%253D3245%253E343%253E5%253B%253B%253EWSNRCG%253D3339937669324nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S3LlOb5hskI/AAAAAAAAAfE/IKaudrXeAI4/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp4335%253B%253Enu%253D3245%253E343%253E5%253B%253B%253EWSNRCG%253D3339937559324nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436659736359580226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S3LlOb5hskI/AAAAAAAAAfE/IKaudrXeAI4/s320/232323232%257Ffp4335%253B%253Enu%253D3245%253E343%253E5%253B%253B%253EWSNRCG%253D3339937559324nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6400977038826816133?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6400977038826816133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6400977038826816133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6400977038826816133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6400977038826816133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2010/02/30-flirth-and-fabulous.html' title='30, Flirth and Fabulous!!'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S3LqlSGz89I/AAAAAAAAAgU/h9PwBcpmvcY/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp43363%253Enu%253D3245%253E343%253E5%253B%253B%253EWSNRCG%253D333993766%253A324nu0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-2489248073376206368</id><published>2010-02-03T15:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:42:23.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We can't watch this</title><content type='html'>Okay so I had to share this because it’s way to cute!!. Cole is at home with Eric this week while daddy is on his days off. I call to check on my boys to see how their afternoon is going and eric tells me they are watching Ice Age (the third one) and the part comes up were Scrat and the girl squirrel are dancing and then they kiss . Eric looks over and Cole has put his hands up to his eyes and says “Daddy I can’t watch this” then he proceeds to put his other hand on Eric’s eyes and says “Daddy you can watch this either. I love it I am glad someone is keeping us in line. Out of the mouths of babes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-2489248073376206368?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/2489248073376206368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=2489248073376206368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2489248073376206368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2489248073376206368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-cant-watch-this.html' title='We can&apos;t watch this'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-4602662424756450363</id><published>2010-01-28T08:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:56:10.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust in the Lord</title><content type='html'>I was reminded this morning of my favorite bible verse, Proverbs 3:5-6, as I was taking Cole to daycare this morning, terrified wondering if I was going to make it without my car flooding out and stalling in this torrential downpour.  I was thinking to myself am I going make it, please let me make; the rain was so loud hitting the car I couldn’t hear myself think. I realized Cole is sitting there quietly watching his Bionicle movie without fear out just trusting and knowing that Mommy is going to get me to school today safely just like she does everyday. It reminded me of why we ever doubt or our Heavenly Father. Eric and I have been trying for baby number two for over a year now and haven’t been successful. Every month passes with the disheartening knowledge that another month has come and I am still not pregnant. This morning was a reminder to me to always trust in Him. He has a plan. He will always guide us in the right direction even if it may not be the direction we want to take. He will always answer or not answer your prayer with your best interest at heart. I am say thankful to have my Heavenly Father by my side. Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways acknowledge him and he will make your path straight. Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-4602662424756450363?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/4602662424756450363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=4602662424756450363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4602662424756450363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4602662424756450363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2010/01/trust-in-lord.html' title='Trust in the Lord'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-6076371072490261885</id><published>2010-01-20T10:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T10:51:29.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little man is all grown up</title><content type='html'>I am happy and sad to say that our little man is officially sleeping in his own bed now; to some this may no seem like no big deal but for us as well as Cole this is a pretty big feat. He has pretty much been sleeping in the bed with us since he was baby and I never thought we would make it to this. I will say this is not all entirely his fault as Eric and I both loved him in the bed with us but we have now for almost two weeks had him in his bed. It's a bittersweet milestone in the Neatherlin house but I am so proud of him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6076371072490261885?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6076371072490261885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6076371072490261885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6076371072490261885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6076371072490261885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-little-man-is-all-grown-up.html' title='Our little man is all grown up'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-3828250081679794586</id><published>2010-01-14T16:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:30:19.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year</title><content type='html'>Well it's almost the midlde of January and I can't believe it.  We ended 2009 with great friends and family and are looking forward to wonderful 2010. I have posted a few pics below. yes I know they are small. My news resolution is to get organzied(we will see how long that lasts). I am hoping and praying God will bless us this year with a little one. We are working towards getting Cole to sleep in his own bed (yes I know he still sleeps with us but I just love him snuggled up next to me) So far he starts out in his bed then about 3:00 gets in the bed with us. Baby steps!!! Becky and my side bizz has been quite a success and we are looking towards and even better year. Valentines cake ball pics coming soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZVXbDWlI/AAAAAAAAAe0/NkDYZUoCN3k/s1600-h/DSC07946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426724668348521042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZVXbDWlI/AAAAAAAAAe0/NkDYZUoCN3k/s320/DSC07946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZVJkP5fI/AAAAAAAAAes/K9wJcEXmc1Y/s1600-h/DSC07943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426724664628995570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZVJkP5fI/AAAAAAAAAes/K9wJcEXmc1Y/s320/DSC07943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZU_5LX3I/AAAAAAAAAek/Cho5hwPT4AQ/s1600-h/DSC07932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426724662032424818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZU_5LX3I/AAAAAAAAAek/Cho5hwPT4AQ/s320/DSC07932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZUv6xcNI/AAAAAAAAAec/m-tuBHzNyic/s1600-h/DSC07920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426724657744146642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZUv6xcNI/AAAAAAAAAec/m-tuBHzNyic/s320/DSC07920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZUb-jqOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MEnKVzsxISo/s1600-h/DSC07917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426724652391311586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZUb-jqOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MEnKVzsxISo/s320/DSC07917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-3828250081679794586?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/3828250081679794586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=3828250081679794586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3828250081679794586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3828250081679794586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/S0-ZVXbDWlI/AAAAAAAAAe0/NkDYZUoCN3k/s72-c/DSC07946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-6594546476164479757</id><published>2009-12-30T09:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:55:25.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Christmas this year but of course it always goes by way to fast. Here are few pics and as always thanks to my sis in laws I wouldn't have any if it werent for them!! Cole was a blast this year since he is a little older however we tried hard not to make Christmas all about presents and more about the gift of our Savior. Try getting a three year old to understand that admist the sea of presents. We thought he would be all into Santa and discoverd we should do it Christmas morning and not Christmas Eve as he was exhausted from the day and was very calm about ole St. Nick coming to visit. We will know better next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 definitley has had it ups and downs however overall we have been so blessed. I am looking towards an even better 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztywFtCweI/AAAAAAAAAeE/r7ZxDtAw8dc/s1600-h/IMG_7325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052746960912866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztywFtCweI/AAAAAAAAAeE/r7ZxDtAw8dc/s320/IMG_7325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sztyv4bkk7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/svJRPlun4V8/s1600-h/IMG_7316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052743397970866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sztyv4bkk7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/svJRPlun4V8/s320/IMG_7316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sztyo59YXoI/AAAAAAAAAd0/FB3llQtLsZo/s1600-h/IMG_7256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052623549128322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sztyo59YXoI/AAAAAAAAAd0/FB3llQtLsZo/s320/IMG_7256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sztyo3XmFQI/AAAAAAAAAds/Qa1guHuPZ8k/s1600-h/IMG_7242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052622853772546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sztyo3XmFQI/AAAAAAAAAds/Qa1guHuPZ8k/s320/IMG_7242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyotNefgI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QR6cqmcB398/s1600-h/IMG_7225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052620126977538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyotNefgI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QR6cqmcB398/s320/IMG_7225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyoezmgZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/DV-uQUAOweY/s1600-h/19466_226516388685_504983685_3065295_524225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052616260354450" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyaTUWegI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ooN-BnzCd_Y/s320/19466_226516373685_504983685_3065293_3322658_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyaMFTZ5I/AAAAAAAAAdE/5PFHOeFXR6E/s1600-h/19466_226516363685_504983685_3065292_1029250_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052370716157842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyaMFTZ5I/AAAAAAAAAdE/5PFHOeFXR6E/s320/19466_226516363685_504983685_3065292_1029250_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyZ-am7VI/AAAAAAAAAc8/vHJPlp12MMs/s1600-h/19466_226516318685_504983685_3065288_304122_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052367047421266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyZ-am7VI/AAAAAAAAAc8/vHJPlp12MMs/s320/19466_226516318685_504983685_3065288_304122_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyZpZlbRI/AAAAAAAAAc0/m0XBGsy-a0Y/s1600-h/19466_226516303685_504983685_3065286_8374204_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052361405984018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyZpZlbRI/AAAAAAAAAc0/m0XBGsy-a0Y/s320/19466_226516303685_504983685_3065286_8374204_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyZTB3AuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/aSEOUD93v_8/s1600-h/19466_226475198685_504983685_3065095_4462805_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421052355400893154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztyZTB3AuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/aSEOUD93v_8/s320/19466_226475198685_504983685_3065095_4462805_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6594546476164479757?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6594546476164479757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6594546476164479757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6594546476164479757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6594546476164479757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-had-wonderful-christmas-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SztywFtCweI/AAAAAAAAAeE/r7ZxDtAw8dc/s72-c/IMG_7325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-7537211518313688290</id><published>2009-11-19T09:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:38:21.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole's Three Year Pic</title><content type='html'>I got Cole's Three Year Pics taken by Twinty Photograpy. They did such an a amazing job. Here are just a few. Here is the website for those interested. I highly recommend them &lt;a href="http://www.twintyphotography.com/"&gt;www.twintyphotography.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwV0Cy5xoDI/AAAAAAAAAck/NPNeDMcabUw/s1600/IMG_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405854519100809266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwV0Cy5xoDI/AAAAAAAAAck/NPNeDMcabUw/s320/IMG_2855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwVnM-HaaUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jKhO6lUYlSY/s1600/IMG_2763_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405840400258328898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwVnM-HaaUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jKhO6lUYlSY/s320/IMG_2763_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwVnMmqTOCI/AAAAAAAAAcM/iDQxogwPl4c/s1600/IMG_2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405840393962207266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwVnMmqTOCI/AAAAAAAAAcM/iDQxogwPl4c/s320/IMG_2841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwVmFTLVZRI/AAAAAAAAAb8/r9zNoXjEslk/s1600/IMG_2755_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405839168961340690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwVmFTLVZRI/AAAAAAAAAb8/r9zNoXjEslk/s320/IMG_2755_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwVmE2ahdcI/AAAAAAAAAb0/v4dM-9MCgeg/s1600/IMG_2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405839161240417730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwVmE2ahdcI/AAAAAAAAAb0/v4dM-9MCgeg/s320/IMG_2825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-7537211518313688290?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/7537211518313688290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=7537211518313688290' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7537211518313688290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7537211518313688290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/11/coles-three-year-pic.html' title='Cole&apos;s Three Year Pic'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SwV0Cy5xoDI/AAAAAAAAAck/NPNeDMcabUw/s72-c/IMG_2855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-6664305823822923682</id><published>2009-10-27T08:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:02:50.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little Superstar</title><content type='html'>Thought I would share some pics of our little man from his flag football game. He is our little superstar in the making. We have high hopes for a little man that one day he is gonna get a scholarship to UT and play for the mighty Longhorns. Hook em'!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8vTHw_aI/AAAAAAAAAbs/CCKdNI5_pu4/s1600-h/8521_103556409660439_100000182424159_96222_2482975_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397279092967013794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8vTHw_aI/AAAAAAAAAbs/CCKdNI5_pu4/s320/8521_103556409660439_100000182424159_96222_2482975_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8qZ9e93I/AAAAAAAAAbk/3IGNMH2bEzY/s1600-h/8521_103556406327106_100000182424159_96221_1159164_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397279008903591794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8qZ9e93I/AAAAAAAAAbk/3IGNMH2bEzY/s320/8521_103556406327106_100000182424159_96221_1159164_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8qNnYIvI/AAAAAAAAAbc/GPR02QjNKuY/s1600-h/8521_103556402993773_100000182424159_96220_6659103_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397279005589644018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8qNnYIvI/AAAAAAAAAbc/GPR02QjNKuY/s320/8521_103556402993773_100000182424159_96220_6659103_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8p6hwbII/AAAAAAAAAbU/3La1Q0pHv1U/s1600-h/8521_103556396327107_100000182424159_96219_4920418_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397279000465796226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8p6hwbII/AAAAAAAAAbU/3La1Q0pHv1U/s320/8521_103556396327107_100000182424159_96219_4920418_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8ptdasAI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xsVYXLmuaBo/s1600-h/8521_103556392993774_100000182424159_96218_7735265_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397278996957933570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8ptdasAI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xsVYXLmuaBo/s320/8521_103556392993774_100000182424159_96218_7735265_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6664305823822923682?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6664305823822923682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6664305823822923682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6664305823822923682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6664305823822923682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-little-superstar.html' title='Our little Superstar'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sub8vTHw_aI/AAAAAAAAAbs/CCKdNI5_pu4/s72-c/8521_103556409660439_100000182424159_96222_2482975_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-7815976330916256504</id><published>2009-10-26T09:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:51:35.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Festival Fun!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Shandi and I took the kids to the Fall Festival. The kids had such a blast despite the heat. They all looked so adorable and I have to admit Cole and Keira dressed up like Mickey and Minnie had to be the cutest thing I have ever seen; even if they didn’t win the costume party!  Kadyn had the coolest costume as The Joker. I thought Cole was going to be scared when he saw him as he is terrified of Halloween costumes but he walked right up to him. Here are a few pics that Shandi took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1m0xjlzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/0HEU27tiwVU/s1600-h/IMG_6959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919407079561010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1m0xjlzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/0HEU27tiwVU/s320/IMG_6959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1iRsansI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PrOr51xsRWo/s1600-h/IMG_6957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919328943283906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1iRsansI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PrOr51xsRWo/s320/IMG_6957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1icwsTvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/I8OVtGDpX9c/s1600-h/IMG_6949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919331914010354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1icwsTvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/I8OVtGDpX9c/s320/IMG_6949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1iEr12ZI/AAAAAAAAAas/t_kiwF1ylIo/s1600-h/IMG_6947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919325451213202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1iEr12ZI/AAAAAAAAAas/t_kiwF1ylIo/s320/IMG_6947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1hzpZtdI/AAAAAAAAAak/mD7GpAJMzAw/s1600-h/IMG_6946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919320877577682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1hzpZtdI/AAAAAAAAAak/mD7GpAJMzAw/s320/IMG_6946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1hl9-xsI/AAAAAAAAAac/g09_fOnBmKI/s1600-h/IMG_6939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919317205796546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1hl9-xsI/AAAAAAAAAac/g09_fOnBmKI/s320/IMG_6939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1V68rxKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/qTOBqg7g5Zw/s1600-h/IMG_6931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919116679070882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1V68rxKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/qTOBqg7g5Zw/s320/IMG_6931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1VsBVh-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/ocKEddp0GiQ/s1600-h/IMG_6924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919112672053218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1VsBVh-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/ocKEddp0GiQ/s320/IMG_6924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1VWX1NJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1Y0nsU5IIwE/s1600-h/IMG_6920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919106860823698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1VWX1NJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1Y0nsU5IIwE/s320/IMG_6920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1VF5jMzI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/A-L-IkWiurc/s1600-h/IMG_6913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919102438847282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1VF5jMzI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/A-L-IkWiurc/s320/IMG_6913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1U7tVfrI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0qRCdaOy2Y4/s1600-h/IMG_6906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919099703262898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1U7tVfrI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0qRCdaOy2Y4/s320/IMG_6906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-7815976330916256504?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/7815976330916256504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=7815976330916256504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7815976330916256504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7815976330916256504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-festival-fun.html' title='Fall Festival Fun!!'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SuW1m0xjlzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/0HEU27tiwVU/s72-c/IMG_6959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-7449113194245472040</id><published>2009-10-14T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:27:10.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While</title><content type='html'>It has been a really long time since I have been able to update my blog.  I have been extremely busy at work, in addition to this mine and Becky’s Cake Ball business has been keeping us pretty busy.  We are very excited and are having a blast with it.  Please remember to check our website &lt;a href="http://www.gohaveaball.net/"&gt;www.gohaveaball.net&lt;/a&gt;. Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas are around the corner and we have lots to offer. My sweet little baby boy turned three and I cried of course. He has been become such a little man and he amazes me every day. We decided to sign him up for flag football and it has got to be the cutest darn thing in the world to watch. We are proud to say he got his first touch down at his game on Monday. He was so excited!! I got to experience the flu last week which completely knocked me out as I couldn’t get off the couch. I am glad to say I am finally feeling better and almost back to completely feeling normal. My hubby had his 10 year reunion last week and we had so much fun!!  I don’t have much more for today but will try very hard to keep up with my updates! I hope everyone is doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-7449113194245472040?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/7449113194245472040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=7449113194245472040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7449113194245472040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7449113194245472040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-2028693238176384950</id><published>2009-09-10T08:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:32:15.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Cole!!</title><content type='html'>My baby boy is turning 3 tomorrow and I can’t believe it. I wonder how we went from sleepless nights; two in the morning feedings and diaper changes to potty trained and can’t get my little man out of the bed. Tears come to my eyes as I write this post thinking I wish I could freeze time or go back to the days we he was just barely sitting up or the first time we heard him laugh out load. I remember Eric and I just thought that was that was the best moment in the world and we had to call each and every family member to tell them. Time goes by in the blink of an eye and I am reminded that as each year passes by to cherish this moments with my baby boy because before we know he will be 16 and driving. I have to share a moment I had with Cole that just bring a smile to my face and I realize how much of his daddy he has in him. He may be three but he definitely knows how to work the system. The other night he really really wanted me to come watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles with him, of course I am doing stuff around the house and he comes and grabs my hand and looks up to me with those big brown eyes and says “ Come here pretty lady and watch it with me”. First I am thinking where did he hear this and then I think how I can deny that because in 10 years from now he will be wiping my kisses off his cheeks. So of course I sat through my 10th viewing of TMNT and it was worth every minute.  So here is to my little man who has shown me what unconditional love is all about, taught me patience, that life is too short to go without laughter and smiles everyday; and for reminding Eric and I to say Grace before we sit down to eat and thank the good Lord above for our blessings.  You melt my heart every time I see you and I thank God everyday for bringing us our little surprise. He is the best gift I have ever received. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_jBmbE-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/g3uYb0JVQmY/s1600-h/angel+sleeping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379830732084155362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_jBmbE-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/g3uYb0JVQmY/s320/angel+sleeping.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_ioCscHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/X79xTce3BMw/s1600-h/5+month1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379830725223411826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_ioCscHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/X79xTce3BMw/s320/5+month1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_iDVtrkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ulk183wfzlw/s1600-h/cole+and+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379830715371073090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_iDVtrkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ulk183wfzlw/s320/cole+and+daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_hUsdBfI/AAAAAAAAAZU/hfqmaYlyTCY/s1600-h/me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379830702849983986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_hUsdBfI/AAAAAAAAAZU/hfqmaYlyTCY/s320/me2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_g4hPUGI/AAAAAAAAAZM/S92Turk6U7o/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379830695286755426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_g4hPUGI/AAAAAAAAAZM/S92Turk6U7o/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-2028693238176384950?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/2028693238176384950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=2028693238176384950' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2028693238176384950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2028693238176384950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-cole.html' title='Happy Birthday Cole!!'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sqj_jBmbE-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/g3uYb0JVQmY/s72-c/angel+sleeping.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-4124469392202783791</id><published>2009-09-02T10:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:05:07.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Having a Ball"</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share a couple of pics from my dessert ball business. It was for a little girl turning two and it was a Hawaiian Theme. I need a girl next :). I just love the hot pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sp6Vq-SCtSI/AAAAAAAAAYc/U6RaGqg67pI/s1600-h/Ball+pictures+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376899570632668450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sp6Vq-SCtSI/AAAAAAAAAYc/U6RaGqg67pI/s320/Ball+pictures+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sp6VZrx4kkI/AAAAAAAAAYM/q-J_hemFB5I/s1600-h/Ball+pictures+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376899273608172098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sp6VZrx4kkI/AAAAAAAAAYM/q-J_hemFB5I/s320/Ball+pictures+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sp6VZFzQz2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/ZdY__6LPnO8/s1600-h/Ball+pictures+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-4124469392202783791?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/4124469392202783791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=4124469392202783791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4124469392202783791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4124469392202783791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/09/go-have-ball.html' title='&quot;Having a Ball&quot;'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sp6Vq-SCtSI/AAAAAAAAAYc/U6RaGqg67pI/s72-c/Ball+pictures+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-573587268175652521</id><published>2009-08-13T11:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:46:29.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Precious little man</title><content type='html'>My sister-in-law took  this pic of cole and I just loved it so much I had to post it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRC4BzT7-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/OLiGnEGOBWY/s1600-h/colebradley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369490186056232930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRC4BzT7-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/OLiGnEGOBWY/s320/colebradley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRCvSl0tyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ctzRbAU5Qi8/s1600-h/colebradley.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-573587268175652521?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/573587268175652521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=573587268175652521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/573587268175652521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/573587268175652521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-precious-little-man.html' title='My Precious little man'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRC4BzT7-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/OLiGnEGOBWY/s72-c/colebradley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-5504087493417035617</id><published>2009-08-12T13:55:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:42:21.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion 2009</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we had Eric’s side of the family-family reunion in San Angelo. Unfortunately Eric was working so he didn’t get there until Sunday night (the reason he is not in one picture) but Cole and I had such a blast. Rainnie and Ramon brought their boat which everyone was so grateful for and Grammy bought the kids some fishing poles. Cole loves his fishing pole so much that is all he can talk about is when he gets to fish next. Here are pics from our fun filled weekend that went by entirely to fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRB1k4FwMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cUd9kqY8TPw/s1600-h/fm21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369489044420280514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRB1k4FwMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cUd9kqY8TPw/s200/fm21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRBHOoO-HI/AAAAAAAAAXk/R8YJkZHds0c/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp536%253B6%253Enu%253D3274%253E%253A63%253E759%253EWSNRCG%253D32%253B73%253B654732%253Cnu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369488248174213234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRBHOoO-HI/AAAAAAAAAXk/R8YJkZHds0c/s200/232323232%257Ffp536%253B6%253Enu%253D3274%253E%253A63%253E759%253EWSNRCG%253D32%253B73%253B654732%253Cnu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRBGdmoujI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WBfxk7BMRJE/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp53699%253Enu%253D3274%253E%253A63%253E759%253EWSNRCG%253D32%253B73%253A%253C%253B4%253B32%253Cnu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369488235014175282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRBGdmoujI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WBfxk7BMRJE/s200/232323232%257Ffp53699%253Enu%253D3274%253E%253A63%253E759%253EWSNRCG%253D32%253B73%253A%253C%253B4%253B32%253Cnu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMV7WWsddI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yXvSMNfCA-E/s1600-h/fm+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369159290112996818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMV7WWsddI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yXvSMNfCA-E/s200/fm+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMVu-r9H0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/kwPzQxNtbts/s1600-h/fm17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369159077601288002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMVu-r9H0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/kwPzQxNtbts/s200/fm17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUn1i3xnI/AAAAAAAAAWs/GuaRTUimYOQ/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369157855376557682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUn1i3xnI/AAAAAAAAAWs/GuaRTUimYOQ/s200/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUngN3bvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/e5c9p74q6mU/s1600-h/fm10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369157849651310322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUngN3bvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/e5c9p74q6mU/s200/fm10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUnc4MibI/AAAAAAAAAWc/z602DiVpfGQ/s1600-h/fm8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369157848755112370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUnc4MibI/AAAAAAAAAWc/z602DiVpfGQ/s200/fm8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUmwqgCFI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FR6qolGnsv8/s1600-h/fm4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369157836886509650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUmwqgCFI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FR6qolGnsv8/s200/fm4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUmTtB5OI/AAAAAAAAAWM/165B-9okRak/s1600-h/fm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369157829112489186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMUmTtB5OI/AAAAAAAAAWM/165B-9okRak/s200/fm3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMR02D4niI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ImRt5oDfGqw/s1600-h/fm18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369154780318440994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMR02D4niI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ImRt5oDfGqw/s200/fm18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRz9_YK6I/AAAAAAAAAVs/72wNZdyDo50/s1600-h/fm16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369154765267151778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRz9_YK6I/AAAAAAAAAVs/72wNZdyDo50/s200/fm16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRziPHQ3I/AAAAAAAAAVk/C1oheW2xg0A/s1600-h/fm14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369154757816959858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRziPHQ3I/AAAAAAAAAVk/C1oheW2xg0A/s200/fm14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRT_BojkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qH-J9r0-oLY/s1600-h/fm15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369154215789235778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRT_BojkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qH-J9r0-oLY/s200/fm15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRTaZZAPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/pUFNcgkGB20/s1600-h/fm13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369154205956767986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRTaZZAPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/pUFNcgkGB20/s200/fm13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRS1bBVqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/SLhaW2G6x2E/s1600-h/fm12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369154196031493794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMRS1bBVqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/SLhaW2G6x2E/s200/fm12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQvlvpw0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/2BiVjNo6iOM/s1600-h/fm11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369153590527640386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQvlvpw0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/2BiVjNo6iOM/s200/fm11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQugh29HI/AAAAAAAAAUk/e84KTwq7p8M/s1600-h/fm9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369153571947738226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQugh29HI/AAAAAAAAAUk/e84KTwq7p8M/s200/fm9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQa_TtCkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/pS_fRyIIiNI/s1600-h/fm6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369153236612483650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQa_TtCkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/pS_fRyIIiNI/s200/fm6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQZO-_-BI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mWKcMO1Db7k/s1600-h/fm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369153206460872722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQZO-_-BI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mWKcMO1Db7k/s200/fm2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQYgo4rTI/AAAAAAAAATs/OjdH-jBRQYg/s1600-h/fm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369153194020089138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoMQYgo4rTI/AAAAAAAAATs/OjdH-jBRQYg/s200/fm1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-5504087493417035617?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/5504087493417035617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=5504087493417035617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5504087493417035617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5504087493417035617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-reunion-2009.html' title='Family Reunion 2009'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SoRB1k4FwMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cUd9kqY8TPw/s72-c/fm21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-6951988980247876695</id><published>2009-08-03T09:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:54:20.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>Well I have been pretty busy lately and feel like I haven’t update my blog in centuries. Okay so I have a little confession to make. I was recently introduced to the Twilight Saga (yes I know it came out years ago but…) so when I am not at work or taking care of Cole I am reading. I have one more book to go and then I will have my life back. That being said, the weekend before last my brother &amp;amp; I escaped Midland and braved taking all three kids to Canyon Lake to see my best friend Kati her husband and some other friends. We had such an amazing time and as always it was more than wonderful to get to see Kati. I miss her more than anything and its hard being away from your best friend especially 8 hours (she lives in Houston). Here are a few pics from our weekend get away, okay more than a few but I figured I would make up for not updating in a while. The water was a little low from that area not getting much rain lately but that didn’t stop us from having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb1OC91cxI/AAAAAAAAATk/VPJtVtzT-Zw/s1600-h/Lake+1j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365745627721724690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb1OC91cxI/AAAAAAAAATk/VPJtVtzT-Zw/s200/Lake+1j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb08Y-N0gI/AAAAAAAAATc/QJobXnHdOkg/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365745324391256578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb08Y-N0gI/AAAAAAAAATc/QJobXnHdOkg/s200/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb08ElPKtI/AAAAAAAAATU/gfMxXXHwopw/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365745318917778130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb08ElPKtI/AAAAAAAAATU/gfMxXXHwopw/s200/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb07-TYfBI/AAAAAAAAATM/nznXFztn2Fw/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365745317232278546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb07-TYfBI/AAAAAAAAATM/nznXFztn2Fw/s200/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0unohYpI/AAAAAAAAATE/QCr7UVsDS-c/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365745087808627346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0unohYpI/AAAAAAAAATE/QCr7UVsDS-c/s200/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0uWEAFyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2-mx7_pLKtg/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365745083092047650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0uWEAFyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2-mx7_pLKtg/s200/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0uDbc2HI/AAAAAAAAASs/jBB8RnJ1Ots/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0hutkULI/AAAAAAAAASc/SwpUy6u0vA8/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744866370539698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0hutkULI/AAAAAAAAASc/SwpUy6u0vA8/s200/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0hUKXacI/AAAAAAAAASU/6fJls2w438s/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744859243571650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0hUKXacI/AAAAAAAAASU/6fJls2w438s/s200/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0hK8PCeI/AAAAAAAAASM/jg5FVAgJlg8/s1600-h/lke+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744856768383458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0hK8PCeI/AAAAAAAAASM/jg5FVAgJlg8/s200/lke+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0gzVpWqI/AAAAAAAAASE/SXWQjOinmkI/s1600-h/lke+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744850432514722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0gzVpWqI/AAAAAAAAASE/SXWQjOinmkI/s200/lke+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0ggSJDMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/cgcYRzEtvMs/s1600-h/Lake+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744845317541058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0ggSJDMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/cgcYRzEtvMs/s200/Lake+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0CTmVweI/AAAAAAAAAR0/4k0zD8kVt2o/s1600-h/Lake+4%253B%253A3339nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744326516523490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0CTmVweI/AAAAAAAAAR0/4k0zD8kVt2o/s200/Lake+4%253B%253A3339nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0CETzGaI/AAAAAAAAARs/mzycrmlPTdo/s1600-h/lake+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744322412222882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0CETzGaI/AAAAAAAAARs/mzycrmlPTdo/s200/lake+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0CA4WkNI/AAAAAAAAARk/V2HhwCL8g1Y/s1600-h/lake+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744321491800274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0CA4WkNI/AAAAAAAAARk/V2HhwCL8g1Y/s200/lake+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0BxQBQjI/AAAAAAAAARc/GfTz623XrlI/s1600-h/Lake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365744317296099890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0BxQBQjI/AAAAAAAAARc/GfTz623XrlI/s200/Lake+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb0Bl-eSDI/AAAAAAAAARU/1GqoEYdnYWg/s1600-h/Lake+1j.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6951988980247876695?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6951988980247876695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6951988980247876695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6951988980247876695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6951988980247876695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-getaway.html' title='Weekend Getaway'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/Snb1OC91cxI/AAAAAAAAATk/VPJtVtzT-Zw/s72-c/Lake+1j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-5977266336610246384</id><published>2009-07-22T08:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:38:58.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Fun</title><content type='html'>I have been a little behind on my blog updates. But thought I would update with some pics from our trip to the lake a couple of weekends ago. Becky and I  went to San Angelo to see our  friend Kanji. They have a little boy around Cole’s age and they have so much fun together!!! Of course we always has a blast too!! Here are a few pics from that weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVIJlT3uI/AAAAAAAAARM/xdnbgpVrim4/s1600-h/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361277111163412194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVIJlT3uI/AAAAAAAAARM/xdnbgpVrim4/s200/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVHxUtcaI/AAAAAAAAARE/jFmMKbm6L44/s1600-h/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTD5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361277104651334050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVHxUtcaI/AAAAAAAAARE/jFmMKbm6L44/s200/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTD5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVHrcAX4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZHhL68gWoo8/s1600-h/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTD4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361277103071321986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVHrcAX4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZHhL68gWoo8/s200/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTD4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVHo4rVEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/IgDYo07LHvg/s1600-h/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361277102386271298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVHo4rVEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/IgDYo07LHvg/s200/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTD2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVGycxShI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FspyeZ3MElc/s1600-h/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTD1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361277087773706770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVGycxShI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FspyeZ3MElc/s200/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTD1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-5977266336610246384?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/5977266336610246384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=5977266336610246384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5977266336610246384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5977266336610246384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/07/lake-fun.html' title='Lake Fun'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SmcVIJlT3uI/AAAAAAAAARM/xdnbgpVrim4/s72-c/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-3112680164966068560</id><published>2009-07-07T09:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:54:58.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July Fun</title><content type='html'>Our Fourth of July weekend was a blast despite having to stay in town. Staycations are our new thing and we make the best of them. Friday we celebrated my uncle George’s bday then Saturday I was up early getting ready to make our “Red, White and Balls” package for Shandi. I have to toot our horn because they were delicious and we got great feedback from the family. We headed over to Eric’s aunt to swim and we had so much fun. The boys all got this bright idea to have their own version of the Japanese game show &amp;amp; after a little coercing us girls even joined in. I wish I had pictures to share because it’s much funnier to see than to hear about. After lots of fun in the sun the clouds came and it was time to head over to Becky &amp;amp; Jarred’s for a BBQ. Her sister Jennifer brought her little boys Brock &amp;amp; Hudson over and they all had so much fun. I think Cole had some new best friends. Our friends Brandy and Andy brought sparklers over &amp;amp; the boys just loved them (so did the adults). We ended the night watching fireworks on the roof. I couldn’t have asked for a better weekend with great friends &amp;amp; family. Here are a few pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlT5KcxSDuI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZuTm3v-F_zM/s1600-h/thegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356179814767267554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlT5KcxSDuI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZuTm3v-F_zM/s200/thegirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlT5JwW2DoI/AAAAAAAAAQc/vzUMBfTgxMs/s1600-h/the+neatherlin+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356179802845220482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlT5JwW2DoI/AAAAAAAAAQc/vzUMBfTgxMs/s200/the+neatherlin+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlT5J_Z2ELI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d43SAJWF5zM/s1600-h/Jarred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356179806884335794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlT5J_Z2ELI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d43SAJWF5zM/s200/Jarred.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlT5Jjo6DCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0zeqFoJAspA/s1600-h/cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356179799431318562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlT5Jjo6DCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0zeqFoJAspA/s200/cole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlNZ6QMs1DI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kejpJ2-lMEk/s1600-h/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355723239189173298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlNZ6QMs1DI/AAAAAAAAAQE/kejpJ2-lMEk/s200/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlNZ6AotLgI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DA4Bj8HuW-U/s1600-h/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355723235011669506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlNZ6AotLgI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DA4Bj8HuW-U/s200/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-3112680164966068560?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/3112680164966068560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=3112680164966068560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3112680164966068560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3112680164966068560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourth-of-july-fun.html' title='Fourth of July Fun'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SlT5KcxSDuI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZuTm3v-F_zM/s72-c/thegirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-3975773463407138421</id><published>2009-07-01T11:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T11:57:06.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Business Venture</title><content type='html'>I thought I would let everyone know about my new business venture I decided to embark on with my bestie Becky. She approached with me an idea of making desserts, breakfast and appetizers all in the shape of balls. At first I was hesitant to say yes because all of those who know me know that I am not one to do a lot of cooking and have always told myself I can't well then I realized until you try something how are ever going to know if it will work out. So I said yes and I am so glad I did. Plus I figured considering our financial situation right now it wouldn't hurt to make a little extra side money. So I said yes and am so glad I did because we had our first gig last Sunday and have two more that have been booked for this week and next week. We definitely realize this is all a work in progress and we can only get better but everyone starts out some where. So I present to you our name and website "Having a Ball" at &lt;a title="http://www.gohaveaball.net/" href="http://www.gohaveaball.net/"&gt;www.gohaveaball.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gohaveball.net/"&gt; /&lt;/a&gt;. I also have blog started to keep track of our events &lt;a href="http://www.gohaveaball.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.gohaveaball.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you to Terri and Brandi for support and for hooking us up with our first event. We are so grateful!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-3975773463407138421?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/3975773463407138421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=3975773463407138421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3975773463407138421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3975773463407138421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-business-venture.html' title='New Business Venture'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-1206734884169484103</id><published>2009-06-22T13:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:58:56.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;               Just a cute pic of me and my baby boy I thought I would post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sj_Tr8JpqkI/AAAAAAAAAP0/SjI2Aei5mOg/s1600-h/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350227634173880898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sj_Tr8JpqkI/AAAAAAAAAP0/SjI2Aei5mOg/s200/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-1206734884169484103?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/1206734884169484103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=1206734884169484103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1206734884169484103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1206734884169484103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-pic.html' title='Just a pic'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sj_Tr8JpqkI/AAAAAAAAAP0/SjI2Aei5mOg/s72-c/cwvDm9asA3Lw9atmAbl5etGTDg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-1313200996853996564</id><published>2009-06-20T09:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:10:15.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I dream of Jesus</title><content type='html'>In honor of Father's day I decided we would devote not just Sunday but the whole weekend to Eric. He is such amazing father and deserves more than I could probably ever describe with words. I decided to let him sleep in this morning &amp;amp; get up and make him breakfast. Well he woke up &amp;amp; thank goodness he finally had a good nights sleep as I don't think he has been sleeping well considering all that has gone on with us. My little pumpkin was still asleep and we finally decided at 9:00 to wake him up(By the way I am loving this new sleeping in thing, as usually Cole wakes up at 7 or 7:30). Now to the part and reason for writing this post. We sit down to eat breakfast and we start to eat and Cole says WAIT-we need to say Grace mommy, which I am so thankful for his reminding because I know sometimes we get in a hurry and forget, which makes me sad thinking we should never been in too big of hurry that we forget to remember the good Lord above who has provided and blessed our family with so much. Now for the best part, Eric was discussing how he was dreaming &amp;amp; then Cole pipes in &amp;amp; says I was dreaming too Daddy and I ask him what were you dreaming about and with the biggest grin on his face he says "I was dreaming about Jesus. " My heart just melted with joy!! We have been teaching Cole about saying prayers and about Jesus and it just give me such joy in knowing that at such an early age he recognizes who he is and that we need to remember to give thanks to him. My hope has a mother is that I will continue to instill Christian values in his life and that as he grows older he will be a  " Man after God's own heart." That in successful relationships and especially within a family that God should be at the center &amp;amp; To remember that when life gets tough and you are faced with trials to remember to have Faith &amp;amp; Hope in our Father God as he has a plan for all of us and he is with us every step of the way.To always remember that God should be the most important Man in his life then Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;The father of one&lt;br /&gt;who is right with God&lt;br /&gt;will have much joy.&lt;br /&gt;He who has a wise son&lt;br /&gt;will be glad in him."&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=proverbs%2023:24;&amp;amp;version=74;"&gt;Proverbs 23:24, &lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day to my heavenly Father, my dad, to my father-in-law and to my wonderful husband Eric!! We love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-1313200996853996564?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/1313200996853996564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=1313200996853996564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1313200996853996564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1313200996853996564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dream-of-jesus.html' title='I dream of Jesus'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-5718043040679191021</id><published>2009-06-16T10:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:51:25.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overnight Guest</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we watched my niece Keira for this first time overnight while Shandi and Kody when out of town. We decided to have my to other niece Kindall and my nephew Caden over to play as Cole loves to get to hang out with his cousins. I took a couple of pics I just had to share. You might begin to wonder if my son ever wears clothes as you will see in the pics except for 1 he in his diaper or naked. We have decided that soon enough he will get over this exhibitionist stage, until then we are not going to fight him any longer trying to get him to keep his clothes on. The kids had so much fun-call me crazy having twins might not be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Cole and Keira Saturday morning in their jammies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sje-p-Pvz2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/FhfXxELhFUg/s1600-h/IMG00067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347952710818713442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sje-p-Pvz2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/FhfXxELhFUg/s200/IMG00067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindall helping me give them a bath-She is such a good little helper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sje-pvzt8HI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TTvdXeTvYRw/s1600-h/IMG00065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347952706943053938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sje-pvzt8HI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TTvdXeTvYRw/s200/IMG00065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangin out in the backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sje-pUeUSGI/AAAAAAAAAPc/KUp5JANgtXo/s1600-h/IMG00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347952699605534818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sje-pUeUSGI/AAAAAAAAAPc/KUp5JANgtXo/s200/IMG00062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She already has good taste in purses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sje-pLRwcsI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3ABAWJG0r80/s1600-h/IMG00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347952697136935618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sje-pLRwcsI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3ABAWJG0r80/s200/IMG00060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-5718043040679191021?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/5718043040679191021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=5718043040679191021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5718043040679191021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5718043040679191021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/06/overnight-guest.html' title='Overnight Guest'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sje-p-Pvz2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/FhfXxELhFUg/s72-c/IMG00067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-1807810185566073009</id><published>2009-06-01T10:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:30:24.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally had a chance to update</title><content type='html'>It seems like it has been forever since I have had a chance to get on here and update. I have been extremely busy at work so by the time I get home I don’t even want to look at a computer. We had a wonderful relaxing weekend with friends and family. It was my brother’s weekend to have his kids so we thought what better fun than to take them swimming. My cousin Michael was so kind to let us enjoy his pool while he was out of town. The kids had so much fun however I got a little bit too much sun and go a little to0 burned. That evening we had friends over for a BBQ and had watched Keira and Kadyn for Shandi and Kody while he took her around Midland on her first motorcycle ride with him. I guess my baby boy hadn’t had enough of the pool so he decided to jump in ours when he got home with the kids and yes he is naked in the picture. I think my son is exhibitionist-we can’t quite get him to keep his clothes on.  We ended our weekend with taking the kids to see the Night at The Museum which actually was kind of cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SiPtg3T-DZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oqrSeiLqALU/s1600-h/IMG00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342374731850845586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SiPtg3T-DZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oqrSeiLqALU/s200/IMG00058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SiPtgq6IKwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/moarZq3dSc4/s1600-h/IMG00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342374728521231106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SiPtgq6IKwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/moarZq3dSc4/s200/IMG00054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SiPtgVzKhZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yNCB9dQY3hA/s1600-h/IMG00059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342374722854880658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SiPtgVzKhZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yNCB9dQY3hA/s200/IMG00059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-1807810185566073009?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/1807810185566073009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=1807810185566073009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1807810185566073009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1807810185566073009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-finally-had-chance-to-update.html' title='I finally had a chance to update'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SiPtg3T-DZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oqrSeiLqALU/s72-c/IMG00058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-5367190367250396351</id><published>2009-05-08T11:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:07:50.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Early Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I got this in an email and thought it was definitely worth sharing. To all you invisible Mother's out there and the sacrifices you make. I hope you have a wonderful Mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Invisible Mother.......It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, theway one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone andask me a question.Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?' Obviously, not.No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor,or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me atall.I'm invisible. The invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands,nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being.. I'm aclock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'Whatnumber is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around 5:30,please.'I was certain that these were the hands that once20held books and theeyes that studied history and the mind that graduated sum a cum laude-but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seenagain. She's going; she's going; she is gone!One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of afriend from England ...Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going onand on about the hotel she stayed in.I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together sowell. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself.I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with abeautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.'It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe ..I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read herinscription: 'To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of whatyou are building when no one sees.'In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I woulddiscover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, afterwhich I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the greatcathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave theirwhole lives for a work they would never see finished.They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of theirbuilding was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.A legendary sto ry in the book told of a rich man who came to visit thecathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tinybird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why areyou spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will becovered by the roof? No one will ever see it.' And the workman replied,'Because God sees.' I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fallinto place.It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you, Charlotte.I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around youdoes. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, nocupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. Youare building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it willbecome.'At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not adisease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of myown self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. Asone of the people who show up at a job that they will never seefinished, to work on something that their name will never be on. Thewriter of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could everbe built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing tosacrifice to that degree.When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friendhe's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4inthe morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkeyfor three hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That wouldmean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself.... I just want him towant to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to hisfriend, to add, 'you're gonna love it there.'As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we'redoing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world willmarvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has beenadded to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.Great Job, MOM!Share this with all the Invisible Moms you know....I just did.Hope this encourages you when the going gets tough as it sometimes does.We never know what our finished products will turn out to be because ofour perseverance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-5367190367250396351?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/5367190367250396351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=5367190367250396351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5367190367250396351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5367190367250396351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-early-mother_08.html' title='Happy Early Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-3460693160613105363</id><published>2009-05-07T09:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:16:57.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This past weekend we had our annual trip to Fredericksburg. We had such a blast and it was a much needed getaway trip. Our family has had a lot going on, three of the men including my husband have gotten laid off, so it felt so good to get away and blow off some steam. Fortunately on the way down there my uncle found out he got a job so it made the weekend even that much better. I missed Cole terribly but Eric and I definitely need some time away together. My sister-in-laws and mother-in-law watch Cole for us and he had such a blast. After an evening and day with his Aunt Shandi she got him to wear his big boy pants and his now officially potty trained. We had been working on it but we finally are without accidents. It makes me sad to know he is not a baby anymore, he my big boy now. I will miss these first two years terribly but I have to admit it will be kind of nice to not have to buy diapers anymore. Thanks Aunt Shandi!!! Thank you all for watching my baby boy for us so we could get away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cole having to much fun while Mommy and Daddy are away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLsGOOhJAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/9JZ8ChIcBMQ/s1600-h/kiddos%2B006+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333084500402447362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLsGOOhJAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/9JZ8ChIcBMQ/s200/kiddos%2B006+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cousin Shawna and I in Luckenbach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLsGFQOGhI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fzaD3dP2RHE/s1600-h/th_IMG_0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333084497993669138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLsGFQOGhI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fzaD3dP2RHE/s200/th_IMG_0306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLrzXUeQcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iFUlfbF0APA/s1600-h/th_IMG_0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333084176425828802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLrzXUeQcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iFUlfbF0APA/s200/th_IMG_0281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sweet Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLrzBarS0I/AAAAAAAAAOc/mfA1qvKAQ4k/s1600-h/IMG_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333084170546268994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLrzBarS0I/AAAAAAAAAOc/mfA1qvKAQ4k/s200/IMG_0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls jammin out to Elton Johns "Bennie &amp;amp; The Jets"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLrzKmQa7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/S7SpfmdKG3s/s1600-h/IMG_0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333084173010758578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLrzKmQa7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/S7SpfmdKG3s/s200/IMG_0285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLry8QQdRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xKCbmxoIAyo/s1600-h/IMG_0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333084169160389906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLry8QQdRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xKCbmxoIAyo/s200/IMG_0277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLryz19q3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/6uVLgvMxUs4/s1600-h/IMG_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333084166902623090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLryz19q3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/6uVLgvMxUs4/s200/IMG_0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-3460693160613105363?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/3460693160613105363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=3460693160613105363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3460693160613105363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3460693160613105363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-past-weekend-we-had-our-annual.html' title=''/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SgLsGOOhJAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/9JZ8ChIcBMQ/s72-c/kiddos%2B006+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-996616248418808788</id><published>2009-04-28T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:36:35.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the sun</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we had a garage sale to get some clutter out of the house and for some extra spending money for our annual Fredericksburg trip which will be taking place this weekend. Although I always miss my baby boy terribly it will be nice for Eric and I to get away together. Saturday evening we hung out in the backyard playing washers and grillin fajitas. Sunday came and it was our lazy day. It was so pretty outside we thought we would lay and get some much needed sun. Here are a few pic of my boys catchin some rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SfcTEYkwN2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/tKwtNBl-Ghc/s1600-h/IMG00048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749650053281634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SfcTEYkwN2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/tKwtNBl-Ghc/s200/IMG00048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SfcTEPr6Y5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Vk165LYdFn4/s1600-h/IMG00047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749647667389330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SfcTEPr6Y5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Vk165LYdFn4/s200/IMG00047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SfcTD1WbqKI/AAAAAAAAANs/mDJC3OeU3B8/s1600-h/IMG00046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749640597973154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SfcTD1WbqKI/AAAAAAAAANs/mDJC3OeU3B8/s200/IMG00046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-996616248418808788?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/996616248418808788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=996616248418808788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/996616248418808788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/996616248418808788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the sun'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SfcTEYkwN2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/tKwtNBl-Ghc/s72-c/IMG00048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-5944405157383823513</id><published>2009-04-22T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:06:08.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Heaven For Little Boys</title><content type='html'>I have to share this with you because I just thought it was so darn cute. Yesterday since it was such a beautiful day we thought we would lie out and get some sun and let Cole play in his little pool. Not to mention after being stuck in an office I love getting outside and getting some fresh air. I had run in the house in for a minute and come back outside and low and behold my little Cole man has stripped down to his birthday suit &amp;amp; his knee deep in mud. Of course my reaction is COLE WHAT ARE YOU DOING!! While all the while I am trying to keep a straight face. I must have surprised him because he jumps up, turns around and looks at me with this serious look on his face and says “Mom I am just making a birthday cake.” Oh thank Heaven for little boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-5944405157383823513?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/5944405157383823513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=5944405157383823513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5944405157383823513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5944405157383823513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-heaven-for-little-boys.html' title='Thank Heaven For Little Boys'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-8767011712932253854</id><published>2009-04-21T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:39:04.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are finally free</title><content type='html'>I can’t believe it but I think my baby boy is officially off his pacifier. I was beginning to think he might be sucking on one until he was 5. Last Thursday we ate dinner at Grandma’s house and I put it in my pocket thinking out of sight of mind, &amp;amp; then I completely forgot about it. Well Cole didn’t and as soon as we pull up the house he asks “Mommy where is my pappy?”  I then remember it’s in my pocket but decide to tell my sweet precious angel a little while lie. “Baby you must have left it at grandma’s house.” He looks up at me with his big brown puppy dog eyes and says I did and begins to cry. As much as I wanted to give in and give in and give it to him I stuck to my guns an let him think he left it at Grandma’s. I am surprised to say it but he has only asked for it a couple of times and there is the occasional grabbing my hand and attempting to suck my finger in his sleep but we are pappy free and I am so excited. Now if we could just get him potty trained!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-8767011712932253854?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/8767011712932253854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=8767011712932253854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8767011712932253854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8767011712932253854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-finally-free.html' title='We are finally free'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-4059908849341820621</id><published>2009-04-15T16:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:35:30.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we broke our Easter up between Saturday and Sunday; Saturday with my family and Sunday with my in-laws. Saturday all the kids hunted eggs at my aunts but we had to call it early as  my baby boy was running a fever but Sunday we got to got in a full day of fun. After church we ran to grammies and hunted Eggs then out to Papa’s for lots of good food and fun in the backyard. Here are a few pics of my baby boy from Easter. I am stealing  them once again from my sister-in-law Shandi. Thanks hon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSL2hm12I/AAAAAAAAANk/MFLwG560cxk/s1600-h/easter09_036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325033972980701026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSL2hm12I/AAAAAAAAANk/MFLwG560cxk/s200/easter09_036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSL6IvaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/yysEQ7n1C-M/s1600-h/easter09_035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325033973950146770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSL6IvaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/yysEQ7n1C-M/s200/easter09_035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSLv69qpI/AAAAAAAAANU/tQapFuu-vNY/s1600-h/easter09_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325033971208006290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSLv69qpI/AAAAAAAAANU/tQapFuu-vNY/s200/easter09_019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSLj_LX7I/AAAAAAAAANM/Rbia7EZim58/s1600-h/easter09_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325033968004456370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSLj_LX7I/AAAAAAAAANM/Rbia7EZim58/s200/easter09_011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSLY3AQzI/AAAAAAAAANE/WbsUEJmZrgM/s1600-h/easter09_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325033965017383730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSLY3AQzI/AAAAAAAAANE/WbsUEJmZrgM/s200/easter09_007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-4059908849341820621?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/4059908849341820621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=4059908849341820621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4059908849341820621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4059908849341820621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SeZSL2hm12I/AAAAAAAAANk/MFLwG560cxk/s72-c/easter09_036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-6255028530381216030</id><published>2009-04-06T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:12:13.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>Our weekend was pretty nice and relaxing. As always on Fridays we have pizza and movie night then Saturday I was actually in the mood to spring clean a little bit. Cole’s drawers and our pantry were in dire need of being cleaned out amongst every closet in our house. Mom don’t get too excited I didn’t even touch the closets. That would be a two day affair, two days I don’t have right now (or maybe it’s not something I want to waste my whole Saturday on).  We decide to have my fam over for burgers on the patio. I know it was crazy windy but that is the joy of having a covered patio you don’t feel a thing. Okay well just a little bit. So  for months we been talking about getting a new grill; every weekend we go and then Eric pulls this well we need don’t need to spend the money on a new grill. Yes honey we do need a new grill the burners only work on two sides, it’s not like I think we need a new one because ours doesn’t look pretty. So I think I have him convinced and nope we get to the store and he pulls a no on me. I decide I am over it, he is the one cooking. Well at 4:00 he gets his keys and he is heading out the door, “Honey I am off to get a grill.” What!! Keep in mind its 4:00 and my fam is coming at 5:00. Only my husband will wait until right before everyone is coming over. So I get a call &amp;amp; it’s that don’t be mad voice but “I bought a Weber.” Okay Mr. we don’t need to spend the money on a new grill but let’s get the crème de la crème of grills. Oh well what you do.  Now I have to admit there may have been some smarts to him waiting until the last minute as of course everyone arrived early and they got the grill put together in 45 minutes (I think he really did that on purpose. JK Love you babe) Well I will say the grill was worth it, we had some dang good burgers &amp;amp; the evening turned out to be pretty nice. Sunday comes and after church I decide I will put Cole down for a nap and watch Marley and Me. Big mistake, if you have not seen it and want to you better make sure you have some tissue handy. Cole decided he wants to watch it and not take a nap, it gets to the end and I won’t tell you what happens but lets just say I cried my eyes out, so much that Cole runs in to get Eric “Daddy, Daddy come here mommy is sad.” Eric comes in asking what is wrong and I am still crying “It’s this movie and I can’t stop.” I know I am such a baby but I just couldn’t help it. A must see movie. The weekend ended with my in-laws coming over for our usual Sunday Dinner, capping off a nice relaxing weekend &amp;amp; wishing we didn’t all have to get up and go to work on Monday. At least this week we only have to work 4 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6255028530381216030?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6255028530381216030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6255028530381216030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6255028530381216030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6255028530381216030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-2061227216069267085</id><published>2009-03-31T13:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:47:14.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>This past weekend my sister-in-law and I took a road trip to Warrenton, TX for Antique week; while I knew we would have fun this trip surpassed my expectations. If you are looking for fun girl’s trip this is the place to go. There is more shopping, good food and fun you could ever imagine!! Be ready to let your hair down and be carefree. We made new friends and brought home lots of goodies and discovered why it’s called antique week as there is more places to shop than we had time. We are counting the days until next year’s trip. This trip will go down in my book of one of the most fun trips I have had!! Here are a few pics from this memorable weekend. Kristyn thanks for the fun, laughter and for driving the whole way!!! I can’t wait until next year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkW6OJztI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lrOFLMrt2e8/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319424454626496210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkW6OJztI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lrOFLMrt2e8/s200/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkWsdX4oI/AAAAAAAAAM0/dE4YLnURHXo/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319424450932236930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkWsdX4oI/AAAAAAAAAM0/dE4YLnURHXo/s200/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkWrWOIqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/2qvn8gMfqrE/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319424450633802402" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkLw9NbwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/IGoi92_Xv8I/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkL0orDlI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kOMOro9T2vg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319424264148553298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkL0orDlI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kOMOro9T2vg/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkLl4jdmI/AAAAAAAAAME/gCQenQEn4yQ/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319424260188632674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkLl4jdmI/AAAAAAAAAME/gCQenQEn4yQ/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-2061227216069267085?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/2061227216069267085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=2061227216069267085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2061227216069267085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2061227216069267085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/03/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SdJkW6OJztI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lrOFLMrt2e8/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-7710011857659781073</id><published>2009-03-26T08:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:40:41.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Eyes Blue Eyes</title><content type='html'>Tuesday Morning we wake up my &amp;amp; my baby boys eyes were matted shut and he looked like Rocky Balboa. Of course I take one look and immediately realize he has pink eye. So I call the doctor and they call us in a prescription hoping his will be all cleared up. Now I will have to admit I would never ever in a million years want my child to have pink but I did enjoy getting to spend the day with him. So Wednesday morning rolls around and he comes walking in the room with his eyes again matted shut and announces “ Mom I have got the pink eye get it off” Bless his heart we couldn’t help but laugh, so I decide I better take him into the doctor to have them take a look only to discover he has an ear infection too. I just love when mommy instincts kick in. So he got to come to work with mom and spend the afternoon with Daddy. Well this morning I am hoping and praying when he wakes up his eyes will be clear, to my excitement they are however he now announces “Mommy my eyes are blue.” My, the imagination my child has, I think he figured if they were a different color he might get to stay home again with mom or dad. Sorry my little pumpkin no playing hookie today we have to go school, well all the while I am thinking in my head I wish we could play hookie together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-7710011857659781073?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/7710011857659781073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=7710011857659781073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7710011857659781073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7710011857659781073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/03/pink-eyes-blue-eyes.html' title='Pink Eyes Blue Eyes'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-8116707642362783589</id><published>2009-03-23T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:51:48.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is in the air</title><content type='html'>Saturday I watched my niece Keira for a couple of hours. It was so beautiful outside so I decided to let the kiddos play in the backyard. Here are a couple of pics I took. Although I couldn’t get them to look at me I just had to share. They had so much fun together even though they fight like they are brother and sister. To end the beautiful Saturday we had our first Neatherlin BBQ of the season and invited some of our friends over. Two of our friends have little boys so Cole had someone to play with. It was so funny to hear them running around the house giggling and of course tattling on each other as we told them countless times to stop jumping on the bed. You would have thought they were a Disneyworld as they got more kicks out of waiting in line to get on the step stool to climb up on Cole’s bed &amp;amp; jump off. Unfortunately, none of us to pictures to catch the little munchkins in the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/ScgD_O7qssI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dbpJpkmBXus/s1600-h/Cole+Keira+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316503744985871042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/ScgD_O7qssI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dbpJpkmBXus/s200/Cole+Keira+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/ScgD-i3JBWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wqbNupF9cuw/s1600-h/Coke+Keira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316503733155726690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/ScgD-i3JBWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wqbNupF9cuw/s200/Coke+Keira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-8116707642362783589?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/8116707642362783589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=8116707642362783589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8116707642362783589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8116707642362783589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-is-in-air.html' title='Spring is in the air'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/ScgD_O7qssI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dbpJpkmBXus/s72-c/Cole+Keira+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-4522068773779388502</id><published>2009-03-16T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:03:10.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Heaven For Little Boys</title><content type='html'>I just had to tell you all about this because it was so sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am sure most of you have seen the Old Navy ads for the “Town Gowns” Well I just love those long dresses for the summertime just to throw on because they are so comfy. Last night I was trying them on and Cole walks in and grabs me by my legs and looks up with his big brown eyes and says “Mommy you look like a princess.” It just melted my heart. I don’t know what I would do without my little man. He couldn’t have said this at a better time as I have been kind of bummed out. Eric and I have been trying for another baby and so far we haven’t been successful. Please keep us in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-4522068773779388502?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/4522068773779388502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=4522068773779388502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4522068773779388502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4522068773779388502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-heaven-for-little-boys.html' title='Thank Heaven For Little Boys'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-7580678380815383530</id><published>2009-03-12T10:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:16:47.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Hours I Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I got the joy of actually getting to spend some extra time with my baby boy. Daycares in Midland were delayed due to the weather. I was very excited to get two extra hours with him. I am so envious of those stay at home moms. I hope to one of these days get that same privilege. But for now I am working mom and grateful I have a job to go to everyday. Here are a few pics I took this morning of my Cole man. I love you baby boy and had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312318411028810962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sbklcu8jzNI/AAAAAAAAALs/iiSHsDKg7gg/s200/Cole+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cole with his tank&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SbklcPMlt6I/AAAAAAAAALk/i0X6jCi3c6w/s1600-h/Cole+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312318402506110882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SbklcPMlt6I/AAAAAAAAALk/i0X6jCi3c6w/s200/Cole+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little Cowboy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sbklb3-35VI/AAAAAAAAALc/utPApZ2Oe0U/s1600-h/Cole+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312318396274566482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sbklb3-35VI/AAAAAAAAALc/utPApZ2Oe0U/s200/Cole+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The smile that melts my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-7580678380815383530?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/7580678380815383530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=7580678380815383530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7580678380815383530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7580678380815383530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-hours-i-treasure.html' title='2 Hours I Treasure'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sbklcu8jzNI/AAAAAAAAALs/iiSHsDKg7gg/s72-c/Cole+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-6818949365241123711</id><published>2009-03-04T08:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:31:24.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today is Eric’s and my 10th I mean 3rd Anniversary. I realize when I wake up I have not even got my hubby so much as a card. I get up do my morning walk and then head to HEB. While I am the mushy one Eric is the funny one. I get to the card aisle and of course pick up all the sweet lovey dovey cards. I think I have one picked out that is just perfect and says everything I want to say but wait out of the corner of my eye I see one that catches it in the “Funny” Anniversary section. Do I dare get out of my little box? So I open it up and read it and burst out laughing in the middle of the aisle and the little guy working there is looking at me wondering what the heck could be possibly be so funny at 6 in the morning. I just have to share with you while you may not laugh as hard as I did it; it is classic. It has a girl on the front running with a calendar in her hand and its say “Honey it’s Here” and you open it up and it reads “The anniversary of the smartest decision you have ever made, with love Happy Anniversary”. So I bring it home and Eric laughs just as hard, realizing this card probably has some truth to it J We needed a good laugh this morning as we were supposed to be going to Hawaii for our anniversary. We could be on the beach drinking a Mai Tai instead we get the luxury of new plumbing &amp;amp; a new bathroom. Something we didn’t plan for. Oh the joy of owning a home; While every time I get in the shower I can only dream of the sand beneath my feet, I can even feel it!!! No wait that is the sand from Cole’s shoes he has decided to dump everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there will not be a romantic get away &amp;amp; our romantic dinner will probably be a dinner for three this evening. I wouldn’t change my life for the world. Happy Anniversary Honey!! I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would post a pic from when we first started dating. My how time flies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sa6QMcFvmBI/AAAAAAAAALU/8k98-qvsCPg/s1600-h/DSC02684+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309339554089506834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sa6QMcFvmBI/AAAAAAAAALU/8k98-qvsCPg/s200/DSC02684+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6818949365241123711?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6818949365241123711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6818949365241123711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6818949365241123711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6818949365241123711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/Sa6QMcFvmBI/AAAAAAAAALU/8k98-qvsCPg/s72-c/DSC02684+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-1903260246109667115</id><published>2009-02-23T09:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:40:40.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole's first sleepover</title><content type='html'>So Friday night Cole had his first sleepover with his cousin Kadyn. My sister-in-law Kristyn met Eric and I at Chucky Cheese’s and we let the kids run around &amp;amp; then we decided it would be fun to let the kids come over and let them play a little longer and watch some movies or should I say attempt to watch movies. I got the bright idea that we should put Cole’s tent up and they could “camp” in our living room. Unbeknownst to me my husband has 1) never put a tent up &amp;amp; 2) hasn’t gone camping in years. So I ask my husband along with the assistance of Kristyn to get it put up while I give the kids a bath. Little did I know that they would still be trying to get that dang tent up after I managed to give three kids a bath. The vision of my manly man putting the tent up went out the window when I walk in and they have only managed to get the bars in. Sorry honey I had to rat you out. I then enter as I am bound and determined to get that tent up. Mom to the rescue-I come in and with the help of Kristyn get the tent put up. I have to do my yahoo dance in front of Eric to rub it in his face. Eric and I are both competitive and of course we are both always right. Yes honey I won this round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have the tent up and the movies in. My second bright idea is to pop popcorn for the kids. You can’t watch a movie with no popcorn. Bad idea before it is all said and done Cole and Keira are fighting like brother &amp;amp; sister and have managed to get popcorn everywhere. Kadyn is just sitting quietly trying to watch the movie just taking it all in.&lt;br /&gt;While I have never cleaned up so much popcorn in all my life we had so much fun having them over. I know the kids had blast. After it was all said and done we finally have them settled down to watch their movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to add though watching them run around like maniacs and laughing their hearts out confirmed why I am ready for baby number two.  Children are the light of our lives and the laughter in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLJI29SjMI/AAAAAAAAALM/2vaC_GqhnBk/s1600-h/kids+tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306024465024584898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLJI29SjMI/AAAAAAAAALM/2vaC_GqhnBk/s200/kids+tent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306023874153232210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLImdylN1I/AAAAAAAAALE/TDofQCjbDXg/s200/Cole+Kadyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLH-6Cf7WI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fEiafT2nY2I/s1600-h/cole+kiera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306023194541419874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLH-6Cf7WI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fEiafT2nY2I/s200/cole+kiera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLH-Iq2njI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OE2-RsJH4wE/s1600-h/Eric+tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306023181288906290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLH-Iq2njI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OE2-RsJH4wE/s200/Eric+tent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLH-OFtqKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8MzVUN4R8Do/s1600-h/Cole+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306023182743742626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLH-OFtqKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8MzVUN4R8Do/s200/Cole+bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLH9jkMe_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/mybwsIlqdBE/s1600-h/keira+eric+cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306023171328867314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLH9jkMe_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/mybwsIlqdBE/s200/keira+eric+cole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLHUvev6VI/AAAAAAAAAKM/QVO0gcer8Co/s1600-h/Leslie+tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306022470152612178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLHUvev6VI/AAAAAAAAAKM/QVO0gcer8Co/s200/Leslie+tent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLHT-zTFfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/i8BKdBL7xBw/s1600-h/tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306022457085466098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLHT-zTFfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/i8BKdBL7xBw/s200/tent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-1903260246109667115?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/1903260246109667115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=1903260246109667115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1903260246109667115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/1903260246109667115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/02/coles-first-sleepover.html' title='Cole&apos;s first sleepover'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaLJI29SjMI/AAAAAAAAALM/2vaC_GqhnBk/s72-c/kids+tent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-3571894380796238219</id><published>2009-02-21T19:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:22:39.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaCol-vgpiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Nm8R5agUFTo/s1600-h/n1423107207_30129261_8296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaCol-vgpiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Nm8R5agUFTo/s320/n1423107207_30129261_8296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305425731493340706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little cousin Taylor had her 9th Birthday party today. So we headed to Odessa to the ice skating rink in the Odessa Mall. All the kids had so much fun including a few of the adults that braved getting out on the rink. I not being one of them. I normally would have jumped right out there but I knew my little man would have wanted to join me and I can only imagine what kind of accident waiting to happen that would have been. He wants to be a big kid so bad, but I will have to say he sure can hang with them. Here a few pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaColNkDkII/AAAAAAAAAI8/sVAbksdcIL0/s1600-h/n1423107207_30129263_8881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaColNkDkII/AAAAAAAAAI8/sVAbksdcIL0/s320/n1423107207_30129263_8881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305425718291959938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaCok5Q0P0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/f-fLopUCRHc/s1600-h/n1423107207_30129274_2078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaCok5Q0P0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/f-fLopUCRHc/s320/n1423107207_30129274_2078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305425712842555202" 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/7277351080409917384-3571894380796238219?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/3571894380796238219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=3571894380796238219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3571894380796238219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3571894380796238219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-little-cousin-taylor-had-her-9th.html' title=''/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SaCol-vgpiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Nm8R5agUFTo/s72-c/n1423107207_30129261_8296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-9182459944925811475</id><published>2009-02-17T08:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:36:18.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still a baby</title><content type='html'>So I am frantically getting ready this morning with Cole at my feet crying his heart out I want my pappy (his name for his pacifier). Yes I know what you are all saying, he is 2 ½ and still sucking on a pacifier as we have heard it from everyone which is funny because most of the people who make comments had the child that sucked their thumb until they were five or a pacifier until they were four; so I just fluff it off an go on my way as I remember I am the mom and I am the one raising this precious angel of mine. However it really hit me this morning am I ever going to get him off this thing. Yes we have made several attempts and he goes all day without it. I am sure what you are thinking is just simply take it away from him. But what I need you to understand is that Cole has this cry that is undeniable the kind that makes you think you are just breaking his little heart in pieces. So has I am trying to walk out the door with him at me feet and I am reminding him that he is a big boy and big boys don’t have pacifiers. He so matter of fact while crying corrects me “but mommy I am a baby.” While this was comical to Eric &amp;amp; I, I realize we must put our foots down and get rid of this pappy. So of course I can’t stand it ( I am pretty sure it’s worse on me than him) I hand him over to Eric as I have to leave for work. I am almost positive he gave in a let him have the pacifier. What is a mom to do? I write this post today as a cry for help from all you mom’s who have been through this. How do I wean my baby boy off this pacifier?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-9182459944925811475?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/9182459944925811475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=9182459944925811475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/9182459944925811475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/9182459944925811475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-i-am-frantically-getting-ready-this.html' title='I am still a baby'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-346254304435817627</id><published>2009-02-15T12:41:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:59:34.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles Bubbles Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Eric and I celebrated Valentine's Day on Friday because we didn't dare try to brave getting out on public with all the masses of people celebrating the Day of Love. We did however have my little cousins birthday on Valentine's Day. Paeton turned two and Merideth is always very creative with the the kids birthday parties. This particular birthday the theme was bubbles and there were bubbles bubbles everywhere and ice cream sundaes. The kids just loved it!! I think the adults had just as much fun. The guys thought it was so funny waving the wands around so hard they got bubbles all over the place including in every ones hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;     Paeton, The Birthday Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhkciyjpDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9mt0fNaA9N8/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhkciyjpDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9mt0fNaA9N8/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303099002766730290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;     Caden, waving a bubble wand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj8ooOCrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XYU2RPRdVbc/s1600-h/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj8ooOCrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XYU2RPRdVbc/s320/IMG_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303098454578170546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;     My sweet baby boy posing as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj8VCofjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/I8UPBKOH308/s1600-h/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj8VCofjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/I8UPBKOH308/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303098449320246834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;     My wonderful Mom and I-I finally got a picture with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                      &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;     her. She never will take any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj8FKjjRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Fnc7hp0zyQA/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj8FKjjRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Fnc7hp0zyQA/s320/IMG_0177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303098445058510098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;     Kindall Grace blowing bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj7_kqfJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/uz3yZCR1giA/s1600-h/IMG_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj7_kqfJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/uz3yZCR1giA/s320/IMG_0175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303098443557403794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;     Cole blowing bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj7UyPDCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OmryaijzLPg/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhj7UyPDCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OmryaijzLPg/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303098432071601186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-346254304435817627?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/346254304435817627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=346254304435817627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/346254304435817627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/346254304435817627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/02/bubbles-bubbles-everywhere.html' title='Bubbles Bubbles Everywhere'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/SZhkciyjpDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9mt0fNaA9N8/s72-c/IMG_0161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-2111688159677067023</id><published>2009-01-30T13:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:22:24.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Actual Picture</title><content type='html'>So I finally have a picture of Cole to post, which by the way my sister-in-law took. Thank you Shandi! It was too cute not to post. This is the pose he does that Daddy taught him. "He will say do Mommy's pose" and this is what he does. I just love this child of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SYNSqIorwXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iOZ_cBuE9h8/s1600-h/new%2Bpics%2B034+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297168470543942002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SYNSqIorwXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iOZ_cBuE9h8/s320/new%2Bpics%2B034+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-2111688159677067023?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/2111688159677067023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=2111688159677067023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2111688159677067023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2111688159677067023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/01/actual-picture.html' title='An Actual Picture'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/SYNSqIorwXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iOZ_cBuE9h8/s72-c/new%2Bpics%2B034+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-6265898145167752990</id><published>2009-01-29T20:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:50:00.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Givin kisses away</title><content type='html'>So I get a call from Eric today and he announces to me you are the proud mom of the kid who got put in time out all day. Do I dare ask why? Well he decided today was his day to test the teachers, scratched some little girl and decided it would be fun to throw dirt in someones eyes. Oh he just makes mama so proud. Of course I am so embarrassed, but am reassured he is not the only child to act out and it probably won't be his last. So we decide his punishment is no Silverado when he gets home, which is the equivalent of a teenager getting their cell phone taken away. So Eric is trying to be stern and stick to his guns when Cole walks up to him, grabs his face and in is sweet little voice;says Daddy look at me, don't be mad. I will give you all  mommy's kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have know at at 2 you are already learning to bargain your way out of trouble?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6265898145167752990?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6265898145167752990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6265898145167752990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6265898145167752990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6265898145167752990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/01/givin-kisses-away.html' title='Givin kisses away'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-4657741406631999289</id><published>2009-01-24T12:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:37:51.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't keep up</title><content type='html'>So I actually have a minute to sit down and look at my blog and realize it has been a couple of weeks since I have posted anything new. I look through everyone else's and it seems they are updated every other day. I am already not following through with my New Years resolution but then again who usually does. I have been more busy lately with work than I think I have ever been and the last thing I want to do to be honest is get on a computer after  I have been on one all day long. By the time I get Cole settled down &amp;amp; to sleep I relish that 30 minutes to an hour to myself to catch up on my reading or I may have already passed out with him. So please forgive for not keeping up with this blog. But this days I just can't keep up. It seems as if the weeks just pass by so quickly and my realize that my sweet baby boy is not so much a baby anymore and it makes me so sad. The other night he actually sat still enough for me to rock him. I miss that more than anything. There are days when I wish I could just freeze time. It feels like yesterday when he was barely walking and all he could say was Da Da or MaMa and now we can sit down and have a full blown conversation with him. Yep he takes after his Mommy. He is so funny the other morning he walks in and says Daddy I would like some sausage for breakfast and it was clear as day. It was so funny because he said it so matter of fact. He is still addicted to Silverado and old Western that we have seriously probably watched over 200 times. I have some new pics to post but can't seem to find the camera. It's a possibility Cole has hid it somewhere which he loves to do because he thinks it is so hilarious. Well I come to an end of my post for the day. I have to finish up the laundry and my husband and sweet boy are telling me to get off the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-4657741406631999289?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/4657741406631999289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=4657741406631999289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4657741406631999289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4657741406631999289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-keep-up.html' title='I can&apos;t keep up'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-6516567095607164678</id><published>2009-01-11T17:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:02:08.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Grandmother</title><content type='html'>So I know I am not following through to well on my New Year's resolution to make sure I kept my blog updated, however  I have had a lot  going on lately. Last Saturday I get a phone call my grandmother is dying. We load up on the car Saturday and head to Denton, TX where she has been living. She passed away Sunday evening and we had the funeral on Thursday. I miss her more than I can ever imagine. I just keep thinking I am can't give her hugs anymore and I can't call her up just to say I love you and I am thinking about you. It has been an eye opener for me to remember to always make time for your grandparents. I have one grandfather left and I haven't been keeping up with my grand daughter duties. Life is precious and passes us by in the blink of an eye. Remember to always say I love you and always give good hugs. We are all so busy and caught up with this thing called life, make time to stop and enjoy each day and every moment you have. As difficult as this week as been, I am slowly starting to get over the grief. I have the most amazing friends and family without them I dont' know what I would do. I have strength and peace in knowing my grandmother is always watching over me as my gaurdian angel.  I love you Grandma Sally and our memories together will forever remain in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6516567095607164678?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6516567095607164678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6516567095607164678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6516567095607164678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6516567095607164678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-my-grandmother.html' title='To My Grandmother'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-784410880929923705</id><published>2008-12-30T08:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:34:20.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never</title><content type='html'>Hi, I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas. It has been a very long time since I have been able to update this. My husband has been gone for two weeks working and took the computer with him. Obsessed much?!  J No not really I can’t blame him. Let’s just say I am glad it was him and not me. My husband amazes me and I am so blessed to have him. Christmas was great except for Eric not being home. It was a little different but we made it through and were able to go visit him a couple of times. He finally got to come home Sunday night and let’s just say we were pretty darn excited. We decided to do our gifts we got for Cole until he got home so needless to say Santa came late and mysteriously while Cole was in his room playing. Our big gift to him was a Fur Real Pony and let me just say that pony does look pretty darn real and we are so funny we talk to it like is real.  At first Cole didn’t know what to think but now we can’t get him off it. The horse’s name is Smores. We took pictures but have not uploaded him. Christmas Pictures to follow. Something else I have to share because I am so excited. My hubby surprised me and announced he is taking me to Hawaii for our anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way my New Year resolution is to get organized and be better about updating my blog J If it wasn’t for my sister in laws and my brother Chad I would never have pictures. Thanks to all of you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-784410880929923705?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/784410880929923705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=784410880929923705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/784410880929923705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/784410880929923705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/12/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late Than Never'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-5181860732317380488</id><published>2008-12-11T08:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:50:41.569-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Corinthians 13:13</title><content type='html'>With Christmas around the corner, I thought it would be nice to share the following poem I received in my daily devotional. This is 1 Corinthians 13:13 which happens to be one of my favorite bible verses however this time it’s done Christmas Style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.  But the greatest of these is love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="blocked::http://www.crosswalkmail.com/rqvkmmlkv_fwrpfpydffv.html" href="http://www.crosswalkmail.com/rqvkmmlkv_fwrpfpydffv.html"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:13&lt;/a&gt; (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13 Christmas Style ©By Sharon Jaynes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I decorate my house perfectly with lovely plaid bows, strands of twinkling lights, and shiny glass balls, but do not show love to my family - I'm just another decorator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals, and arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime, but do not show love to my family - I'm just another cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home, and give all that I have to charity, but do not show love to my family - It profits me nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend a myriad of holiday parties, and sing in the choir's cantata but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love stops the cooking to hug the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is kind, though harried and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't envy another home that has coordinated Christmas china and table linens.&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't give only to those who are able to give in return, but rejoices in giving to those who can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails.  Video games will break; pearl necklaces will be lost; golf clubs will rust.  But giving the gift of love will endure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-5181860732317380488?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/5181860732317380488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=5181860732317380488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5181860732317380488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/5181860732317380488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-corinthians-1313.html' title='1 Corinthians 13:13'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-8749273872846115551</id><published>2008-12-05T17:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T17:23:55.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does he learn this stuff?</title><content type='html'>So we always like to play this little game with Cole where we  get up in Eric's lap &amp;amp;  Cole will say  "he is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; daddy and then I say no he is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; daddy". Well we kept going back and forth and I guess Cole had enough of our little game and it looks up at me and he says  "your killin me mommy".  Eric then asked him where did you learn that from and he say my mommy. Out of the mouths of babes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-8749273872846115551?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/8749273872846115551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=8749273872846115551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8749273872846115551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8749273872846115551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-does-he-learn-this-stuff.html' title='Where does he learn this stuff?'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-4132351746174815797</id><published>2008-12-01T19:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:20:58.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tackle Me</title><content type='html'>So Eric being the sports fanatic that he is already teaching Cole how to play football and baseball. I love this as it's great bonding time for Cole &amp;amp; Daddy. The only downfall is they play in the house. Well since Eric has already taught Cole to tackle-Cole just thinks it's great fun!! So Cole picks up his football runs with it in his little arms and yells "Tackle me Daddy" then proceeds to throw the ball and it nails Eric right in the back of the head.  I am trying so hard not to laugh because we don't want him to think this is acceptable but you gotta admit watching Eric get nailed in the head by a two year old is pretty darn funny. Well then comes the disciplining and having to remind Cole not to throw balls in the house. All is fun and games until somebody gets hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-4132351746174815797?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/4132351746174815797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=4132351746174815797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4132351746174815797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/4132351746174815797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/12/tackle-me.html' title='Tackle Me'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-6116594858056408379</id><published>2008-11-29T11:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:16:35.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Mommy</title><content type='html'>So Cole is starting to catch on that Christmas is around the corner. We are driving  through downtown last night and he can see all the wreaths and he say's with excitement in his voice, It's Christmas!!  Well this morning I get the tree all put up and he is running around the house saying It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; Christmas. He picks up an ornament that had fallen to ground and says uh oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; Christmas. So for now he thinks Christmas is his as if it's an object.  Maybe next year he will understand that Christmas is about the birth of Jesus, but for now it's kinda cute and we will just let him think that it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his &lt;/span&gt;Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6116594858056408379?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6116594858056408379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6116594858056408379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6116594858056408379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6116594858056408379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-christmas-mommy.html' title='My Christmas Mommy'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-7297266642105506141</id><published>2008-11-28T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:53:46.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I hope everyone had a very Happy Thanksgiving. I know we did and we have so much to be thankful for. Here are a few Turkey Day Pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cole ready to get eat some Thanksgiving Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCcgwlRohI/AAAAAAAAAEc/W5eslPrvHu8/s1600-h/cole+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCcgwlRohI/AAAAAAAAAEc/W5eslPrvHu8/s320/cole+man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273887250261844498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shandi, Me and Krissy Before we stuffed our faces&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCdBb9gVHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CTC084inifA/s1600-h/the+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCdBb9gVHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CTC084inifA/s320/the+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273887811662009458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My baby boy lovin on me. I can't resist thos big brown eyes&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCdPpIKo_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/e_duxmMNeio/s1600-h/cole+man+and+mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCdPpIKo_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/e_duxmMNeio/s320/cole+man+and+mommy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273888055714554866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the boys rough housin-Cole thinks he is such a big boy&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCeOQ5AhHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Qumb-GtLzm8/s1600-h/the+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCeOQ5AhHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Qumb-GtLzm8/s320/the+boys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273889131540284530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadyn hammin it up in front of the horses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCgXFioW1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/zRfEAKO8PcM/s1600-h/Kadyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCgXFioW1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/zRfEAKO8PcM/s320/Kadyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273891482135714642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is keira in her precious turkey dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCgmQ3XyNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DMyz-emQ5s0/s1600-h/Keira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCgmQ3XyNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DMyz-emQ5s0/s320/Keira.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273891742873536722" 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/7277351080409917384-7297266642105506141?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/7297266642105506141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=7297266642105506141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7297266642105506141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/7297266642105506141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-i-hope-everyone-had-very-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCcgwlRohI/AAAAAAAAAEc/W5eslPrvHu8/s72-c/cole+man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-3901936430894234920</id><published>2008-11-26T09:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:51:57.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Clause Scare</title><content type='html'>With Christmas in the air we thought it would be fun to take the kids to Museum of Southwest for their annual Christmas at the Mansion. We walk through and look at all the beautifully decorated Christmas Trees and then low and behold we turn the corner and there is good ole St. Nick . Who by the way Cole is terrified of!!! . He is so scared he is shaking and clinging to Eric so tightly I had to peel him off. My poor baby. I wonder if he will ever grow out this. So I am pretty sure we won't be taking any pictures with Santa this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did get a couple of my niece Kindall and my nephew Caden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCgCsRP2KI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j2XQkeYMVJs/s1600-h/Caden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCgCsRP2KI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j2XQkeYMVJs/s320/Caden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273891131754535074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCgLcxan7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/c4yc6vHBNuI/s1600-h/kindall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCgLcxan7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/c4yc6vHBNuI/s320/kindall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273891282213314482" 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/7277351080409917384-3901936430894234920?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/3901936430894234920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=3901936430894234920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3901936430894234920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3901936430894234920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/11/santa-clause-scare.html' title='Santa Clause Scare'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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/_6oekAeJihfQ/STCgCsRP2KI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j2XQkeYMVJs/s72-c/Caden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277351080409917384.post-8397245210559731708</id><published>2008-11-20T16:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:51:52.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is around the corner. I just have to say I could not be more thankful  and more blessed for all that God has given my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this in an email and thought it was too good not to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving….is a day for family, food, parades and football. A day to give thanks for all our blessings. This year  as you give thanks remember those not at home with family; those in dangerous places; those who help and comfort; those families that watch and pray. We have so much to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full presentation is on www.cpmsg.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-8397245210559731708?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/8397245210559731708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=8397245210559731708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8397245210559731708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/8397245210559731708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-9212953105405888250</id><published>2008-11-19T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T08:26:28.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another cute moment</title><content type='html'>So those of you who know my husband know that Cole looks like Eric spit him out. I begin to wonder if I had any part in the making of that child. I mean I did carry him for 9 months. Well we have decided that he did get one thing from me besides the blonde hair. He is a chatter box. I really don’t ever think he is not talking and he repeats everything you say. What can I say he comes by it honestly. So this morning he decides he wants to share his breakfast with our Maltese Elvis. I look it him and say Cole you are so sweet for sharing your breakfast he then runs over to Eric and says with his excitement in his voice. Daddy I sooo sweet!!!  Just another cute moment I had to share with you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-9212953105405888250?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/9212953105405888250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=9212953105405888250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/9212953105405888250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/9212953105405888250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-cute-moment.html' title='Another cute moment'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-3921720832489444929</id><published>2008-11-18T09:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:10:28.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uppercase Living</title><content type='html'>Okay so I have new obsession for something to spice your home up in a really creative way. If you don’t know about it you need to look into. It is called Uppercase Living. They are basically quotes you can design or already designed quotes you can put up on your walls but the cool thing is it’s not just a pictures it’s just the lettering itself. I found out this weekend that Steinmart &amp;amp; Kohl’s sells their version so I got a couple just to try it out, one for Cole’s room and one for above our desk. I am obsessed now!! They just add the neatest touch to your home. I may be the last one to know about this but I just had to share. Another cool thing is you can sale the products too. All the info is on the website. The web address is www.uppercaseliving.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-3921720832489444929?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/3921720832489444929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=3921720832489444929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3921720832489444929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3921720832489444929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/11/uppercase-living.html' title='Uppercase Living'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-2967379596750182506</id><published>2008-11-16T08:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T08:43:05.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I just have to post this because I think it's just so darn sweet!! My little  pumpkin is laying in bed with us this morning and he looks me straight in the eye, then grabs my face, looks at me with the sweetest smile and then puckers up and gives me a big ole kiss. Then proceeds to turn over and say Daddy wake up!!! so he can give him his good morning kiss too. Man do these baby boys have your heart strings!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-2967379596750182506?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/2967379596750182506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=2967379596750182506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2967379596750182506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/2967379596750182506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-i-just-have-to-post-this-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-445449358883376186</id><published>2008-11-14T18:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:18:03.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating my blog</title><content type='html'>So my sister-in-law is my blog monitor because I am horrible about starting things like these and never updating them. Part of my problem is I don't #1 have time, #2 I sit in front of a computer all week at work and #3 my sweet little angel has turned 2. Let me tell you he gives terrible two's a whole new meaning. As matter of fact in the midst of trying to post this he thought it would be hilarious to push the off button on the computer. Then after waiting for it to load back up he continues to push every button on the keyboard. This is the very reason this blog does not get updated except for once every month. I did manage however to get a whole minute of typing in but only because we bribed him into watching Happy Feet. Well that's it for this moment. Stay tuned...I can only imagine what it will be like when I have two kids :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-445449358883376186?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/445449358883376186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=445449358883376186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/445449358883376186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/445449358883376186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/11/updating-my-blog.html' title='Updating my blog'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-6737200349053747223</id><published>2008-11-03T08:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:36:25.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So our littleman dressed up like superman for Halloween. We took him to Golf Course Church of Christ for the Truck or Treat. The minute we walk in the door we see a lady with her faced painted like a pumpkin and cole freaks out. So naturally the whole time He was clinging to me like white on rice. He has now decided that he can fly because of the whole cape thing and keeps  telling Eric and I look I can fly you wanna fly with me and the proceeds to project himself off the ottoman. Yep and there goes my heart in my stomach. Little boys will be little boys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6737200349053747223?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6737200349053747223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6737200349053747223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6737200349053747223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6737200349053747223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-our-littleman-dressed-up-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-6265905287986769946</id><published>2008-10-29T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:33:09.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To all you readers</title><content type='html'>For those of you who liked to read, you need to go out an get 90 minutes in Heaven. I just started reading this book and can't put it down-well actually I have to put it down because I have a two year old who of course needs his mommies attention and my husband as been stuck out on rig since Monday and we are READY for him to come home!! But anyways when I finally get that small moment in time, I can't book the book down. It is about a guy who gets in a car accident and his story of his encounter of his 90 minutes in Heaven. It will get you chils when you read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-6265905287986769946?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/6265905287986769946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=6265905287986769946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6265905287986769946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/6265905287986769946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-all-you-readers.html' title='To all you readers'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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-7277351080409917384.post-3636397187601957121</id><published>2008-10-27T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:18:18.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric Birthday Suprise</title><content type='html'>Eric's  Birthday was this past weekend I surprised him with tickets to see the Dallas Cowboys. He was on cloud 9 the whole weekend. We had such a blast but the weekend went by entirely too fast. Eric thought it would be funny to get a big huge star painted in the middle of his face. We sent the picture for Cole to see and he didn't think it was so funny. He kept telling my sister-in-law "Daddy Scare Me. " I am interested to see how he does on Halloween&lt;br /&gt;By the way I thought I should let you all know my husband has a man crush on Tony Romo. Pictures to follow soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277351080409917384-3636397187601957121?l=thefamilyneat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/feeds/3636397187601957121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7277351080409917384&amp;postID=3636397187601957121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3636397187601957121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7277351080409917384/posts/default/3636397187601957121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilyneat.blogspot.com/2008/10/eric-birthday-suprise.html' title='Eric Birthday Suprise'/><author><name>Leslie Neatherlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921639574892614366</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></feed>
