<?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-432243047858912642</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:41:08.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pam, Paige and Potato Shack</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-3964796349280969987</id><published>2009-09-26T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:40:19.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World's Worst Blogger.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sr5fttXXCuI/AAAAAAAAANw/csG35sQFo10/s1600-h/100_0807.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sr5fttXXCuI/AAAAAAAAANw/csG35sQFo10/s320/100_0807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385847443258018530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;1st Aggie football Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sr5ftNad9yI/AAAAAAAAANo/WSKwEQt9cRY/s1600-h/100_0733.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sr5ftNad9yI/AAAAAAAAANo/WSKwEQt9cRY/s320/100_0733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385847434681120546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Corpus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sr5fs70YVII/AAAAAAAAANg/DEFQAth4Ds0/s1600-h/100_0681.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sr5fs70YVII/AAAAAAAAANg/DEFQAth4Ds0/s320/100_0681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385847429957964930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Paige's true self.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has been happening with The Perrone's and Potato Shack over the last couple of months.  For those of you who do not know, we opened a new location in Katy.  That is where I am from and were my family all still lives.  It has been a challenging yet wonderful experience.  We are still working out all of the newness that comes with a new challenge, but its coming along.  If you live in Katy and have not stopped by, what are you waiting for!:)&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paige is getting so big!  It is amazing that my tiny baby has turned into this beautiful, funny, amazing little girl.  She has the best personality and has just a zest for life.  Lee and I always joke that we wish we had her energy.  She wakes up singing, talking and laughing.  We have been so blessed.  Since I have not posted in forever, I thought I would include some new pics and update you on some of Paige's talents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She can sing Twinkle, Twinkle little Star and her ABC's (all of them except xyz) they do not exist in her song.  She loves to race, run, climb, color, put together a puzzle.  But her favorite thing as of right now is to play with her tea set.  She will sit and serve tea to us for hours.  I need to get some pics of her play tea set with Bandit, it is pretty awesome.  &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/432243047858912642-3964796349280969987?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/3964796349280969987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=3964796349280969987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/3964796349280969987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/3964796349280969987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/09/worlds-worst-blogger.html' title='World&apos;s Worst Blogger.....'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sr5fttXXCuI/AAAAAAAAANw/csG35sQFo10/s72-c/100_0807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-1283484334173489350</id><published>2009-05-19T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:13:57.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnUUZQFII/AAAAAAAAANY/iEiYdthe1OU/s1600-h/100_0590.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnUUZQFII/AAAAAAAAANY/iEiYdthe1OU/s320/100_0590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337723582133834882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnUH_wt5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/5L7iaQakTgA/s1600-h/100_0584.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnUH_wt5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/5L7iaQakTgA/s320/100_0584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337723578805696402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnTnXs33I/AAAAAAAAANI/0B8fwdOXVMk/s1600-h/100_0583.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnTnXs33I/AAAAAAAAANI/0B8fwdOXVMk/s320/100_0583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337723570047737714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnTQo0guI/AAAAAAAAANA/cP5nJLBs6Zk/s1600-h/100_0575.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnTQo0guI/AAAAAAAAANA/cP5nJLBs6Zk/s320/100_0575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337723563945525986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnTCwH6JI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3thlpEVLjG4/s1600-h/100_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnTCwH6JI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3thlpEVLjG4/s320/100_0592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337723560218060946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know where the time goes.  This entire year has flown.  It has flown at work, with Paige, with Potato Shack.  Another year, done.....  It is funny how teachers' years end in May.  Lee considers his year over in May as well.. The students are gone then and this is when he finally has time to catch his breath.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, where do I begin.  I graduated last weekend with my Masters of Education in School Counseling.  I could not be more relieved to be done with school.  I have been attending classes since I found out I was pregnant with Paige.  Almost 18 months later, I graduate.  It has been such a wonderful, yet challenging experience.  I have accomplished more than I expected by 27.  I think over the next few months I really just want to focus on my family.  We have some trips planned for the summer, so that will be a nice break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paige is doing awesome.  She is talking all the time.  She can now say:  puppy, mommy, daddy, eyes, nose, mouth, teeth, hair, milk, please, thank you, "here you go", baby, mamaw, papaw, no... Those are the ones most used.  However, she calls all animals puppies, we are working on this.:)  We have an apt in a few weeks.  I will keep you posted on her stats.  At her 15 month apt, she had only grown a quarter of an inch and gained half a pound.  She is our petite girl.  I am posting pics from graduation, Paige looks like such a little girl, she is losing her baby look.  It makes me sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-1283484334173489350?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/1283484334173489350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=1283484334173489350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/1283484334173489350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/1283484334173489350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile.....'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ShNnUUZQFII/AAAAAAAAANY/iEiYdthe1OU/s72-c/100_0590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-3297094067895938327</id><published>2009-03-26T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:52:14.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Paige!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Scw_DuA7lmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aSdpnHVHEeg/s1600-h/100_0407.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Scw_DuA7lmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aSdpnHVHEeg/s320/100_0407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317694593141806690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;P for Paige, Super Paige that is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Scw_DbWOQCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zqHlPqL3jeQ/s1600-h/100_0405.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Scw_DbWOQCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zqHlPqL3jeQ/s320/100_0405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317694588130836514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Doesn't she look like a super hero?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Scw_C-3QrsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/t8MDc0uu8Z8/s1600-h/100_0400.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Scw_C-3QrsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/t8MDc0uu8Z8/s320/100_0400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317694580484779714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prob. have one of the most creative bestfriends ever.  My friend Charlene, had a super hero birthday party for her son Creed.  (He turned 4).  It was a really neat idea.  Charlene sewed everyone a reverseable superhero cape.  Everyone had different patterns and such.  Then, she cut out the first letter of their name for them to put on their cape and decorate.  Paige loved hers.  Matter of fact, it was hard to get her to take it off, hence, the food stains on it.  I just had to show Paige off in her super hero cape, thought she just looked precious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-3297094067895938327?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/3297094067895938327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=3297094067895938327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/3297094067895938327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/3297094067895938327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/03/super-paige.html' title='Super Paige!'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Scw_DuA7lmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aSdpnHVHEeg/s72-c/100_0407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-3447152733839592697</id><published>2009-03-19T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:25:31.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break, SeaWorld and Shamu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ScMYjpJD_JI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hX2p4MdIUUc/s1600-h/100_0412.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ScMYjpJD_JI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hX2p4MdIUUc/s320/100_0412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315118985845669010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Loving the drive through zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ScMYjRManqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/A0JrbDTzG2o/s1600-h/100_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ScMYjRManqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/A0JrbDTzG2o/s320/100_0422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315118979417284258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;not sure of the goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ScMYixXMPcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/C2qDcCq0Yd8/s1600-h/100_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ScMYixXMPcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/C2qDcCq0Yd8/s320/100_0425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315118970872544706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ScMYi6ryDVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O1mwo2EVzRc/s1600-h/100_0434.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ScMYi6ryDVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O1mwo2EVzRc/s320/100_0434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315118973374827858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Paige and I at the zoo, check out the lion.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is right, we took Paige to Seaworld for Spring Break.  We were really wanting to get away for some family time and thought Seaworld would be perfect.  Paige loved it.  She clapped through the entire Shamu show and cried when we left the penguins.  She did awesome all day.  We stayed at the most awesome hotel that I recommend for anyone with kids vacation in San Antonio.  It was one mile for Seaworld.  I was really worried about Paige sleeping in the same room as us, but she did awesome.  SHe is so go with the flow it is crazy.   She even slept in both mornings, I think we really wore her out.  It was so wonderful for us all to get away and relax and really spend time with Paige and just enjoy each other.  Love Spring break, Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-3447152733839592697?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/3447152733839592697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=3447152733839592697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/3447152733839592697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/3447152733839592697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-seaworld-and-shamu.html' title='Spring Break, SeaWorld and Shamu!'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ScMYjpJD_JI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hX2p4MdIUUc/s72-c/100_0412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-9221348840217058056</id><published>2009-03-03T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:22:20.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another candle on the cake...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sa4B7ZCewxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7T1QxzsNChE/s1600-h/Pam%27s+Birthday+001.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sa4B7ZCewxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7T1QxzsNChE/s320/Pam%27s+Birthday+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309183130561594130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was my 27th birthday.  27 is one of those weird birthdays, no milestone, nothing great happens, you just turn 27.  I did not dread 27, I embraced it.  When I think of all of the great things that have happend and are to come this year it makes 27 really fabulous.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I am 27 I,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Will graduate with a master's degree in Counseling and work towards my LPC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Will celebrate my 4 year anniversary with my husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Will watch Paige grow more each day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Will travel with my husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Get another niece, Yeah baby Lauren!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  work towards another baby (thats still up in the air)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Will become a more experienced counselor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  Spend more time with family and learn to relax a bit!&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/432243047858912642-9221348840217058056?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/9221348840217058056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=9221348840217058056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/9221348840217058056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/9221348840217058056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-another-candle-on-cake.html' title='Just another candle on the cake...'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/Sa4B7ZCewxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7T1QxzsNChE/s72-c/Pam%27s+Birthday+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-7978778697159395686</id><published>2009-02-20T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:44:22.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SZ9qVDes2FI/AAAAAAAAALs/QuJUvLYy0qE/s1600-h/100_0373.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SZ9qVDes2FI/AAAAAAAAALs/QuJUvLYy0qE/s320/100_0373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305075796009605202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;passed out after a long day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SZ9qVNNJ99I/AAAAAAAAALk/618CUwm8znU/s1600-h/100_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SZ9qVNNJ99I/AAAAAAAAALk/618CUwm8znU/s320/100_0375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305075798620370898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;My Valentine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SZ9qU8x876I/AAAAAAAAALc/giGAYgLF2Pk/s1600-h/100_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SZ9qU8x876I/AAAAAAAAALc/giGAYgLF2Pk/s320/100_0374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305075794211303330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the idea of Valentine's Day.  I like the idea of any day that celebrates love.  I know many people think its a Hallmark holiday, maybe it is.  However, I like the idea of having one day to remember the ones you love.  This year on Valentine's Day we celebrated our family.  Paige had a birthday party at chuck-e-cheese in the Woodlands, she had so much fun.  We went and saw some friends after the party then went to eat as a family.  My husband has alway been really great at making any holiday super special.  It is one of the things I love about him.  We ate at Lupe Tortilla's and it was wonderful!  Paige passed out on the way home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-7978778697159395686?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/7978778697159395686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=7978778697159395686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7978778697159395686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7978778697159395686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-little-valentine.html' title='My little Valentine'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SZ9qVDes2FI/AAAAAAAAALs/QuJUvLYy0qE/s72-c/100_0373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-4636380955632297071</id><published>2009-02-05T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:28:14.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies and Bulldogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuLQSG6xI/AAAAAAAAALI/KZlYMU8VSrw/s1600-h/100_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuLQSG6xI/AAAAAAAAALI/KZlYMU8VSrw/s320/100_0352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299520894904232722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuK0j9NcI/AAAAAAAAALA/Odw_ksKrPZI/s1600-h/100_0353.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuK0j9NcI/AAAAAAAAALA/Odw_ksKrPZI/s320/100_0353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299520887462901186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuKqtFd7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/2hLTX2jvgw4/s1600-h/100_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuKqtFd7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/2hLTX2jvgw4/s320/100_0357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299520884816836530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuKaRwnVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2Q7Y6HUpC7U/s1600-h/100_0160.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuKaRwnVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2Q7Y6HUpC7U/s320/100_0160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299520880407256402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuKJNlYQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7ogxHNJi8eQ/s1600-h/100_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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuKJNlYQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7ogxHNJi8eQ/s320/100_0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299520875826340098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige loves Bandit.  I could have never picked a better dog for our family.  Before Paige, Bandit was our life.  She traveled with us, rode on the boat with us, went everywhere.  She was our spoiled rotten dog.  Then Paige was born.  Since then, Bandit has taken a backseat.  She is still loved but not getting all the attention she was use to--until recently, Paige has adopted Bandit as her dog.  The relationship they have is priceless.  Paige kissed Bandit, hugs her, rides her, plays toys with her and lays in her bed.  I am not sure Bandit loves her new bestfriend but she is so sweet through it all.  Here are a few pics of the past couple of nights of the two of them.  Priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-4636380955632297071?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/4636380955632297071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=4636380955632297071' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/4636380955632297071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/4636380955632297071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/02/babies-and-bulldogs.html' title='Babies and Bulldogs'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYuuLQSG6xI/AAAAAAAAALI/KZlYMU8VSrw/s72-c/100_0352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-9108601286802503610</id><published>2009-02-03T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:02:49.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like a new baby.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEzhKwzeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ztgWcw-qlBk/s1600-h/Baby+Lauren+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEzhKwzeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ztgWcw-qlBk/s320/Baby+Lauren+028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298771719701450210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Patranella Fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEzvRaDyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RwA1VG9YyaM/s1600-h/100_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEzvRaDyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RwA1VG9YyaM/s320/100_0363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298771723487416098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; loving my baby niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEzDFgzfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZMBawZOxtLQ/s1600-h/100_0366.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEzDFgzfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZMBawZOxtLQ/s320/100_0366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298771711626366450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Doesnt Lee look like a natural?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEzBkgWII/AAAAAAAAAKI/hMI0_yOxdJU/s1600-h/100_0361.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEzBkgWII/AAAAAAAAAKI/hMI0_yOxdJU/s320/100_0361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298771711219488898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Lauren Victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEyytEHVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mHRWAZ0uDh4/s1600-h/100_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEyytEHVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mHRWAZ0uDh4/s320/100_0360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298771707228855634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Kate reading Megan her big sister book!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon my brother and sister-in-law welcomed their second little girl, Lauren Victoria.  She was born at 1:01 weighing seven pds 1o ounces.  My job was to come down and take care of my niece Megan.  Steven and Katie wanted to make sure she was entertained while they were in the hospital.  Megan did great.  I am not she understands that Lauren is coming home, but she seemed fine with the idea.  Katie even read her a big sister book.  Holding a new baby makes me really want another baby.  Lee and I have played with the idea, but we are trusting God will let us know when the time is right for us and Paige.  I really do not know how I would do it...but the idea is really in my head.  Until that time comes, I have a beautiful niece to hold and spoil and then get to go home and sleep!!!!! CONGRATS STEVEN AND KATIE, WE LOVE YOU!  PAIGE CAN NOT WAIT TO MEET HER NEW BABY COUSIN!&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/432243047858912642-9108601286802503610?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/9108601286802503610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=9108601286802503610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/9108601286802503610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/9108601286802503610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-like-new-baby.html' title='Nothing like a new baby.....'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SYkEzhKwzeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ztgWcw-qlBk/s72-c/Baby+Lauren+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-5508904572278146393</id><published>2009-01-08T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:07:24.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY POTATO SHACK!</title><content type='html'>WOW, 11 YEARS, THAT IS RIGHT, THIS WEEK POTATO SHACK HAS BEEN OPEN 11 YEARS.  FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT DO NOT KNOW, MY HUSBAND STARTED A RESTAURANT IN COLLEGE STATION 11 YEARS AGO.  HE WENT INTO BUSINESS ALL BY HIMSELF AND TOOK A GIGANT RISK.  OVER THE YEARS, WE HAVE GROWN.  THE MENU HAS GROWN, THE RESTAURANT HAS GROWN (ANYONE REMEMBER THE ONE ON HARVEY?).  LEE HAS SUCH A GIFT FOR THIS.  HE IS ONE OF THE FEW PEOPLE OUT THERE THAT LOVES WHAT HE DOES.  EVERYDAY IS NEW AND HE LOVES THAT.  I CAN NOT IMAGINE HIM DOING ANYTHING ELSE.  WITH ANY BUSINESS, THERE ARE UPS AND DOWNS, HOWEVER, LEE IS SO PROUD OF WHAT HE HAS ACCOMPLISHED, AND PAIGE AND I JUST THINK ITS INCREDIBLE.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT IS SAID THAT IF YOUR BUSINESS LASTS TEN YEARS YOU CAN CALL YOURSELF A SUCCESS, WELL GUESS WHAT, POTATO SHACK IS A SUCCESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-5508904572278146393?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/5508904572278146393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=5508904572278146393' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/5508904572278146393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/5508904572278146393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-potato-shack.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY POTATO SHACK!'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-4671950779917988397</id><published>2009-01-06T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:42:09.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLOSET WALKER</title><content type='html'>Paige does not walk.  She stands, she has been standing for months.  I can not even remember a time when she has not be able to stand (by herself).  I went back to work yesterday after a long break.  I went to scoop Paige up from Mrs. Jamie's house after work.  When I got there she asked, "When did Paige start walking?"  I thought she was kidding.  Apparently, Paige walked all day at Jaime's house yesterday like she has been doing it forever.  Everytime we try to get her to walk to us she will just stand there then fall to the floor laughing.  SHe is a closet walker, she walks and she does not want us to know.  Has anyone else's child done this?  Why does she not want to walk for us?  It just cracks us up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-4671950779917988397?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/4671950779917988397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=4671950779917988397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/4671950779917988397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/4671950779917988397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2009/01/closet-walker.html' title='CLOSET WALKER'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-7207778116895714692</id><published>2008-12-28T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:23:35.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is really the simplest things that bring the most joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SVhCrO0ObzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9jV4IXQXMJA/s1600-h/100_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SVhCrO0ObzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9jV4IXQXMJA/s320/100_0298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047473198231346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SVhCq4NwWTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_Uv8fPi-73M/s1600-h/100_0290.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SVhCq4NwWTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_Uv8fPi-73M/s320/100_0290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047467131296050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SVhCqqjt-TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/58eFskzWiEs/s1600-h/100_0282.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SVhCqqjt-TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/58eFskzWiEs/s320/100_0282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047463465318706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SVhCqc_u32I/AAAAAAAAAJY/8HAcr0WNYsc/s1600-h/100_0280.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SVhCqc_u32I/AAAAAAAAAJY/8HAcr0WNYsc/s320/100_0280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047459824721762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back home from our Christmas adventures.  Paige was well for Christmas, Praise GOD.  We had a wonderful time visiting our family and a few friends along the way.  I decided that Christmas needs to last a week.  This whole cramming two families into one day is just exhausting.  I feel like I did not really get to fully take it all in.  Paige had a great time.  Last year, she slept through Christmas, this year she was excited, a bit overwhelmed, but excited.  We had to open gifts in shifts because it was just too much for her.  After all the fabulous gifts she got, her favorite thing you ask, a singing card from grandma that was in her stocking.  It is still the one thing she plays with the most often.  It really is the simplest things....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-7207778116895714692?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/7207778116895714692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=7207778116895714692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7207778116895714692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7207778116895714692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-is-really-simplest-things-that-bring.html' title='It is really the simplest things that bring the most joy.'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SVhCrO0ObzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9jV4IXQXMJA/s72-c/100_0298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-7398566038666382300</id><published>2008-12-20T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:42:40.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms really do know best....</title><content type='html'>I have not blogged all week, Paige has been sick.  According to the doctor Monday and then again Tuesday she was fine, just let her rest.  Paige was sick, she was not fine.  She only wanted to be held, she cried, she moaned, she was miserable and the doctor did nothing.  So, we took her home and let her rest and continued to wonder what was wrong.  I am an avid reader when it comes to my child, I research everything.  (I am certain doctors hate the internet).  I took Paige back Friday to discover she has a reaction to the MMR shot that was given ten days previous.  She had a minor case of the measles from the shot and an ear infection.  I told the doctor that she was sick on Monday, I do not know why she did not listen.  I am frustrated that we have gone 5 days without medication.  I thank GOD we have some medicine now, so Paige can get healthy for Christmas.  Nothing is harder than seeing your baby sick and suffering and not being able to comfort them.  Please pray that Paige continues to get better and the medicine kicks in soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-7398566038666382300?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/7398566038666382300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=7398566038666382300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7398566038666382300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7398566038666382300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/12/moms-really-do-know-best.html' title='Moms really do know best....'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-5563478070810733569</id><published>2008-12-11T19:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:57:53.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhODAlP3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/wHlWAWnZ-7s/s1600-h/100_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhODAlP3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/wHlWAWnZ-7s/s320/100_0278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278747869697097586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhNgDFlRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uA0Glf3o9cM/s1600-h/100_0276.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhNgDFlRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uA0Glf3o9cM/s320/100_0276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278747860312364306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhNMbmQJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uE1Ebhlnxys/s1600-h/100_0275.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhNMbmQJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uE1Ebhlnxys/s320/100_0275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278747855046459538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhMyptP3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/SuM0mIMuZUo/s1600-h/100_0272.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhMyptP3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/SuM0mIMuZUo/s320/100_0272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278747848126316402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhMYgg5qI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UmamL2AYriM/s1600-h/100_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhMYgg5qI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UmamL2AYriM/s320/100_0271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278747841108436642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got snow!  That is right, Wed. night snow was actually falling in college station.  I knew no one would believe us, so we just had to take snow pics.  The snow was beautiful just a bit cold, so we did not get too many pics.  At least, I can tell Paige that she has seen snow in Texas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-5563478070810733569?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/5563478070810733569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=5563478070810733569' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/5563478070810733569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/5563478070810733569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SUHhODAlP3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/wHlWAWnZ-7s/s72-c/100_0278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-7066281404951389794</id><published>2008-12-09T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:00:54.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ST8wk7szWBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/c3U69t2xhfQ/s1600-h/100_0237.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ST8wk7szWBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/c3U69t2xhfQ/s320/100_0237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277990699360540690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;BIRTHDAY PRESENT FROM DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ST8wkYiBHlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ZLPdgRyZW44/s1600-h/100_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ST8wkYiBHlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ZLPdgRyZW44/s320/100_0228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277990689920065106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;PRINCESS CHAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ST8wj8vOBlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/l3zuDUOfPDI/s1600-h/100_0226.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ST8wj8vOBlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/l3zuDUOfPDI/s320/100_0226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277990682459244114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;MOMMY OPENING MY PRESENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ST8wjS-pGLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/V8h7jaQF8eY/s1600-h/100_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ST8wjS-pGLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/V8h7jaQF8eY/s320/100_0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277990671249643698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;I'M ONE T-SHIRT (WORE ON WED)&lt;br /&gt;Last week my baby girl turned one.  WHere has the time gone?  I remember last year, around this time, getting up all night, looking at Lee saying, when will she sleep?  A year later, she sleeps 12 hours, she plays, she laughs, she brings more joy to our lives than we ever thought possible.  Wed. Paige turned one.  Anyone who has a child can relate to my feelings, I am sure.  IT was like Tuesday she was a baby, and Wed she woke up a big girl.  Time has flown.  WHere has the year gone.  Every time the song, "It wont be like this for long" comes on the radio I just sit and sob.  I knew she was going to get big, I just was not quite ready.  I wonder if I will feel this way at each birthday celebration.....&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paige had her bday party on Saturday.  It was wonderful.  We had about 40 friends and family at our house for fajitias and fun.  THe kids played and played.  Paige had such a wonderful day, Lee and I feel so blessed to have such great friends in our lives.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy our party pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-7066281404951389794?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/7066281404951389794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=7066281404951389794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7066281404951389794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7066281404951389794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has the time gone?'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/ST8wk7szWBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/c3U69t2xhfQ/s72-c/100_0237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-7417354846703226259</id><published>2008-12-01T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:52:58.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LOT TO BE THANKFUL FOR....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/STSw8HF2fYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IHpvuJK0ItA/s1600-h/100_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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/STSw8HF2fYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IHpvuJK0ItA/s320/100_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275035610299923842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;opening a Thanksgiving gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/STSw7h2f6AI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PVxDoLVB3fo/s1600-h/100_0165.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/STSw7h2f6AI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PVxDoLVB3fo/s320/100_0165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275035600303417346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Loving cousin John.&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving break was wonderful.  We got a chance to visit both of our families and really relax.  My mom and I went shopping and Lee got to go to a car show with some friends from hs.  We had a great time and got to thinking that we have so much to be thankful for this year.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. My beautiful, healthy daughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. That we have all of our needs met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  The house I live in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  The jobs we have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  My husband that supports me 100%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Our great families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Graduate School is almost over.&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/432243047858912642-7417354846703226259?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/7417354846703226259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=7417354846703226259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7417354846703226259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7417354846703226259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/12/lot-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='A LOT TO BE THANKFUL FOR....'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/STSw8HF2fYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IHpvuJK0ItA/s72-c/100_0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-988385708817197203</id><published>2008-11-23T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:07:00.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am it!</title><content type='html'>8 things.... I got tagged by my friend from hs Jen, so here they are!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 TV SHOWS THAT YOU WATCH:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  How I met your mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Big Bang Theory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Oprah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Will and Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Brothers and Sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  The Hills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  anything on HGTV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  20/20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 FAVORITE RESTAURANTS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Potato Shack, of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Outback&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Cheddars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Maddens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Papasitos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Johnny Carinos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  T-Gins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  Souper Salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 THINGS THAT HAPPENED THIS WEEKEND:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Went out to eat with the Pierces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Took Paige to see Santa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Went Christmas shopping, found more for myself than anyone else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Went and watched football at the Puente's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Took family pics after church at the park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Paige stayed up till 10 and slept till 8:15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Paige fell asleep in her jumper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  I cleaned and did laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 THINGS I LOOK FORWARD TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Paige's 1st bday party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Spending time with family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  graduating from my masters program in May..... YEAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Watching Paige experience Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Watching Paige learn to walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Going on a date with my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  My run tomorrow morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  Taking Paige to Santa's wonderland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 THINGS ON MY WISH LIST:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  great jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  steam cleaner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  video camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  I graduate with honors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  That we have a healthy winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  to have more time to spend with Paige&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  for work to cont to be going great for Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  that I wont be tired when the alarm goes off in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag Jenny, Katie and Cara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-988385708817197203?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/988385708817197203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=988385708817197203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/988385708817197203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/988385708817197203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-it.html' title='I am it!'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-540003266279657143</id><published>2008-11-22T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:29:06.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A is for Aggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSiHj3awrpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fD7hlObDm2g/s1600-h/100_0150.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSiHj3awrpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fD7hlObDm2g/s320/100_0150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271612414078529170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSiHjnBnSVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BAZ5pbqrRIQ/s1600-h/100_0152.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSiHjnBnSVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BAZ5pbqrRIQ/s320/100_0152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271612409678088530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSiFpf2Rb0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/XBVl4GI65XY/s1600-h/100_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSiFpf2Rb0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/XBVl4GI65XY/s320/100_0157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271610311807430466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSiFoWrvg1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/KXcLyRwby6c/s1600-h/100_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSiFoWrvg1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/KXcLyRwby6c/s320/100_0148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271610292167476050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Night we took Paige to her first Aggie event.  Lee and I are football season ticket holders, but did not bring Paige this season, we were not sure that she was ready.  She is such a busy little girl, we could not imagine her sitting still for longer than ten minutes.  However, we thought we would chance a basketball game.  For one, Paige is free into basketball games, so we figured if she hated it, we could just leave.  It was a special game because the aggies were playing Lee's alumni SFA.  He really wanted the whole family to go and see the game.  Paige did awesome.  We stayed until about 5 minutes till the end.  It was getting way past her bedtime.  She sawed Varsity's horns off, cheered with the yell leaders and screamed with excitement.  She stood the whole game, I informed her that only students have to do this, but she insisted.  We are really grooming her well!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-540003266279657143?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/540003266279657143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=540003266279657143' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/540003266279657143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/540003266279657143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-for-aggie.html' title='A is for Aggie'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSiHj3awrpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fD7hlObDm2g/s72-c/100_0150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-7084545706302638849</id><published>2008-11-16T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:05:13.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pump it up....Or don't....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfETY_hOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ek6-bAlQ2LQ/s1600-h/100_0137.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfETY_hOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ek6-bAlQ2LQ/s320/100_0137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269456829041050850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;SWEET GIRLS PLAYING WITH NEW TOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfD0KQPSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/y_n03SwRcdw/s1600-h/100_0131.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfD0KQPSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/y_n03SwRcdw/s320/100_0131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269456820657732898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Papaw I want this for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfDtgBj0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/qDy3jrHGDY0/s1600-h/100_0117.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfDtgBj0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/qDy3jrHGDY0/s320/100_0117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269456818869997378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfDOku46I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Vuvzy31LJGI/s1600-h/100_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfDOku46I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Vuvzy31LJGI/s320/100_0108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269456810568246178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Hating the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfC77cnOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/78Z6Yrp1ge0/s1600-h/100_0106.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfC77cnOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/78Z6Yrp1ge0/s320/100_0106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269456805563243746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Pump it up!&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we headed down to Houston to help celebrate my niece's 2nd birthday.  Her birthday party was Saturday morning at Pump it Up Jr.  For those who have never heard of this place I have attached pics.  It is pretty amazing, next best thing to disney Land.  It is amazing... Have I said this already?  So, we walked in and Paige freaked out.  She started screaming.  She hated it.  It was not even a little bit magical to her.  So, Uncle Steven took her down the slide, which she hated too.  We finally found some Paige friendly activities after about thirty minutes.  It looks like we will not be having a BOUNCE party any time soon.  The girls had so much fun playing with all of Megan's new toys.  THey are at such a fun stage where they play and talk.  No one knows what they say to each other, but they do.  Cousins make the best friends.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-7084545706302638849?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/7084545706302638849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=7084545706302638849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7084545706302638849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7084545706302638849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/11/pump-it-upor-dont.html' title='Pump it up....Or don&apos;t....'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SSDfETY_hOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ek6-bAlQ2LQ/s72-c/100_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-319266744764648073</id><published>2008-11-02T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:33:33.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild, Wacky Weekend.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_FD32RYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oBUruUOYksM/s1600-h/100_0072.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_FD32RYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oBUruUOYksM/s320/100_0072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284739358311810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_EsLH5mI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vRE7TISjR8E/s1600-h/100_0070.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_EsLH5mI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vRE7TISjR8E/s320/100_0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284732996707938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_EQfuBpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Zyok_0bYDSU/s1600-h/100_0066.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_EQfuBpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Zyok_0bYDSU/s320/100_0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284725566899858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_D56VI4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/70GUnQGVmvY/s1600-h/100_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_D56VI4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/70GUnQGVmvY/s320/100_0083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284719504499586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_DUfqToI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zTrchQCkGzw/s1600-h/100_0059.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_DUfqToI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zTrchQCkGzw/s320/100_0059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284709460528770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we celebrated Paige's first Halloween.  We had so much fun.  We went trick-or-treating with some friends from work and their twins.  Paige had a blast.  She was not loving her costume however.  She could not understand why she should wear a hat.  She kept throwing it on the ground and laughing.  A bow she will do, hat was not happening.  So in most pics her hat is off and bow is in place.  We walked around the neighborhood and got lots of candy.  Paige had her first sucker and loved it.  I do not know if the stroller will ever stop being sticky.  By the end of the night, Paige had sucker on her arms, in her hair on the stroller, on mom.  It was so wonderful to celebrate another holiday with her.  She is just too fun.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy day light savings time!  Sidenote, Babies do not understand that we get to sleep in an extra hour on these days... Paige got up extra early!  Here we go again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-319266744764648073?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/319266744764648073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=319266744764648073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/319266744764648073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/319266744764648073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/11/wild-wacky-weekend.html' title='Wild, Wacky Weekend.....'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQ5_FD32RYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oBUruUOYksM/s72-c/100_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-3897426990295017643</id><published>2008-10-26T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:54:37.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun at the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtW7KaHvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/y3rpkq-xMAc/s1600-h/100_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtW7KaHvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/y3rpkq-xMAc/s320/100_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661611514011378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtWe93DTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qF98kP9-Ptc/s1600-h/100_0049.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtWe93DTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qF98kP9-Ptc/s320/100_0049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661603945188658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtV01PIUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/IPNIdWBUQlc/s1600-h/100_0048.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtV01PIUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/IPNIdWBUQlc/s320/100_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661592634728770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtV8I48EI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/t8kTwsxcWLI/s1600-h/100_0045.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/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtV8I48EI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/t8kTwsxcWLI/s320/100_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661594596208706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtVdQAEII/AAAAAAAAAFI/3FL8xdJfQqs/s1600-h/100_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtVdQAEII/AAAAAAAAAFI/3FL8xdJfQqs/s320/100_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661586304536706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about a week late in posting.  My comprehensive exams for graduate school are in less than 3 weeks, so my nights consist of studying and more studying.  Why did I go back to school again?&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Last weekend we had a mini family reunion at our land in Lyons, Texas.  We all meet out there around noon and just spent the day relaxing and visiting.  Lee caught tons of fish and almost lost his fishing pole.  He tried to get Paige to fish but she is just not that interested.  She played with all of her cousins.  They  just ate her up.  It was a wonderful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-3897426990295017643?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/3897426990295017643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=3897426990295017643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/3897426990295017643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/3897426990295017643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/10/family-fun-at-farm.html' title='Family Fun at the Farm'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SQUtW7KaHvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/y3rpkq-xMAc/s72-c/100_0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-1072034082230774720</id><published>2008-10-14T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:25:59.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paige and the Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPVUpFb2D7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/wW-dWOCLwIo/s1600-h/100_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPVUpFb2D7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/wW-dWOCLwIo/s320/100_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257201204835258290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPVUpmWO-WI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KXp_urNyQ_k/s1600-h/100_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPVUpmWO-WI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KXp_urNyQ_k/s320/100_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257201213670095202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPVUp6twFVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/GmMpHSL9N70/s1600-h/100_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPVUp6twFVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/GmMpHSL9N70/s320/100_0039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257201219137443154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPVUqNN16tI/AAAAAAAAAFA/CHGoOV3WImU/s1600-h/100_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPVUqNN16tI/AAAAAAAAAFA/CHGoOV3WImU/s320/100_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257201224103881426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight after I picked Paige up from daycare, we met daddy at the pumpkin patch near our house to pick out our Halloween pumpkins.  We decided on two.  One for mommy and daddy to carve and one for Paige.  Paige was in awe of all the pumpkins and really fascinated by all the people there.    We tried to get Paige to pick out her little bitty pumpkin, however, she was more amazed with the grass.  We had a great time and it was fun to see expressions at the patch. Another great memory, I can not wait until Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-1072034082230774720?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/1072034082230774720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=1072034082230774720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/1072034082230774720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/1072034082230774720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/10/paige-and-pumpkin-patch.html' title='Paige and the Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPVUpFb2D7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/wW-dWOCLwIo/s72-c/100_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-2806103095717869084</id><published>2008-10-12T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:58:15.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarecrow Festival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqyvsHUKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Tou_zTWFIp4/s1600-h/100_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqyvsHUKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Tou_zTWFIp4/s320/100_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256451503866466466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqy3kR0MI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KXa2ACpW8nQ/s1600-h/100_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqy3kR0MI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KXa2ACpW8nQ/s320/100_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256451505981083842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqzCnV3zI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nxnMqE6yEgs/s1600-h/100_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqzCnV3zI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nxnMqE6yEgs/s320/100_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256451508946722610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqzVQnf-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/_mGTfkEYH-c/s1600-h/100_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqzVQnf-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/_mGTfkEYH-c/s320/100_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256451513951682530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqzkhotvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/x_I28jWppmA/s1600-h/100_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqzkhotvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/x_I28jWppmA/s320/100_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256451518049597170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All week we have talked about it.  When Sunday finally came, we all knew where we were headed.....the scarecrow festival.  Lee and I really wanted to do something fun with Paige and this seemed like just the thing.  There was shopping, a train ride, great fair food, a petting zoo and more.  We had a really great day overall.  It was much hotter than anticipated and Paige got a bit restless towards then end, and then we took her to the petting zoo and all was well again.  She loves animals, all animals.  She was a little hesitant of any of the animals bigger than Bandit, our bulldog.  It is awesome to be able to take her places and for her to actually participate and have fun.  My little baby is getting so big!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-2806103095717869084?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/2806103095717869084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=2806103095717869084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/2806103095717869084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/2806103095717869084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/10/scarecrow-festival.html' title='Scarecrow Festival!'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SPKqyvsHUKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Tou_zTWFIp4/s72-c/100_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-7835868820513665368</id><published>2008-10-07T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:18:51.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRF4LAVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/LRXb3Xtvy24/s1600-h/100_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRF4LAVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/LRXb3Xtvy24/s320/100_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254616940311937362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRJdT0BI/AAAAAAAAADY/vcVUxCAARr0/s1600-h/100_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRJdT0BI/AAAAAAAAADY/vcVUxCAARr0/s320/100_0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254616941273010194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;MEGAN AND PAIGE READING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRQbpm0I/AAAAAAAAADg/jyyREbsg6nQ/s1600-h/100_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRQbpm0I/AAAAAAAAADg/jyyREbsg6nQ/s320/100_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254616943145098050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;PAIGE TRYING TO BE BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRr6d4oI/AAAAAAAAADo/1fAVseEojlk/s1600-h/100_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRr6d4oI/AAAAAAAAADo/1fAVseEojlk/s320/100_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254616950522110594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;SILLY GOOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRjzyfrI/AAAAAAAAADw/Gb4xv1db4AY/s1600-h/100_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRjzyfrI/AAAAAAAAADw/Gb4xv1db4AY/s320/100_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254616948346617522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;HEY MEG, I WANT TO READ....&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we headed to Katy on Friday night.  Lee needed to help Steven and Katie move and I was to watch Paige and my niece.  They are at such a fun age.  Megan is almost two and Paige is ten months.  They actually play together now.  They are so funny to watch, it is just so awesome.  We spent the entire weekend in Katy which is a first for us.  We are usually rushing back so Lee can cover a shift or catch up on work.  This weekend we just relaxed.  We napped, we played, and visited with family.  It was a lot of fun. It is interesting how fun changes once you have children.  It is then that the simplest things bring the most joy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paige slept past 7 all weekend!  Whoop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/432243047858912642-7835868820513665368?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/7835868820513665368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=7835868820513665368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7835868820513665368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/7835868820513665368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-cousins.html' title='Crazy Cousins'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOwmRF4LAVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/LRXb3Xtvy24/s72-c/100_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-1957261796060429009</id><published>2008-10-02T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:41:39.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 is the new 7!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOT5J0TqL_I/AAAAAAAAACY/6JosRXirtQs/s1600-h/of=50,332,442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252597012476080114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOT5J0TqL_I/AAAAAAAAACY/6JosRXirtQs/s320/of%3D50,332,442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... So Paige has slept from 7-7 since she was Two and a half months old. Last &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOT5JxdiRBI/AAAAAAAAACg/UIPKwOlFNlQ/s1600-h/of=50,590,442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252597011712197650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOT5JxdiRBI/AAAAAAAAACg/UIPKwOlFNlQ/s320/of%3D50,590,442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;week we started staying up a bit later and getting up at 6. She is ready to rock and roll at six. I thought at first she would just go back to sleep, then I start to hear banging. She starts throwing her pacifiers against the wall, I am not sure why she does this. Maybe to get our attention? All week has been 6, I am starting to think it is no longer a phase and more like her routine now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidenote, Lee and I have lost our ditigital camera! I took pics on it Tuesday night to post and now its gone, so here are some silly old Paige pics. Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-1957261796060429009?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/1957261796060429009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=1957261796060429009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/1957261796060429009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/1957261796060429009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/10/6-is-new-7.html' title='6 is the new 7!'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOT5J0TqL_I/AAAAAAAAACY/6JosRXirtQs/s72-c/of%3D50,332,442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-1597455937518741359</id><published>2008-09-28T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:19:10.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what I love about Sundays.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOAtAU0oz0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/FKZPOGykrk0/s1600-h/DSCN0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOAtAU0oz0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/FKZPOGykrk0/s320/DSCN0521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251246649126735682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOAtAk_DykI/AAAAAAAAACA/zLyOH1X8S50/s1600-h/DSCN0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOAtAk_DykI/AAAAAAAAACA/zLyOH1X8S50/s320/DSCN0527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251246653465414210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOAtA6zrI3I/AAAAAAAAACI/MrOTlJ9AIkk/s1600-h/DSCN0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOAtA6zrI3I/AAAAAAAAACI/MrOTlJ9AIkk/s320/DSCN0526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251246659323241330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOAtA_ZKgiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v-MOjuppc3Y/s1600-h/DSCN0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOAtA_ZKgiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v-MOjuppc3Y/s320/DSCN0523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251246660554228258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays are wonderful!  Sundays are quiet.  I love Sundays.  Every Sunday we get up and go to church.  I am so glad we found a church we both agreed on and have made it a priority every week.  It is so important to me that Paige has a good foundation.  She loves Sunday school.  They sing and eat crackers, who wouldn't love it?  Sundays are the one day that Lee does not work.  He usually sleeps in and we all spend the whole day together.  Today we went to church, out to lunch and all came home and took a nap, this only happens on Sundays....  I think Paige loves Sundays too because she was in the best mood today.  She and her daddy played in the carseat box forever.  Who needs toys when we have boxes.  FYI, Paige wants empty boxes for her birthday! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-1597455937518741359?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/1597455937518741359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=1597455937518741359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/1597455937518741359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/1597455937518741359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/09/thats-what-i-love-about-sundays.html' title='That&apos;s what I love about Sundays.....'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SOAtAU0oz0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/FKZPOGykrk0/s72-c/DSCN0521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-4460647785636856671</id><published>2008-09-24T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:27:11.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's dangerous out there.....even at daycare.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNrno2eV-0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/OhE0Wjx22mU/s1600-h/DSCN0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNrno2eV-0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/OhE0Wjx22mU/s320/DSCN0509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249763004657302338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNrno5tNx0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/cmkTSJWIpEg/s1600-h/DSCN0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNrno5tNx0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/cmkTSJWIpEg/s320/DSCN0508.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249763005524985666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNrmuRhBMpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/V9YAAOMFO-E/s1600-h/DSCN0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNrmuRhBMpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/V9YAAOMFO-E/s320/DSCN0517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249761998303998610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNrmu8rbOxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JXM15MscX8Y/s1600-h/DSCN0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.clean.gif" alt="Remove Formatting from selection" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNrmvLe4mrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qZR4QFmnqZ8/s1600-h/DSCN0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started out hectic.  I always know by the type of morning I have how the day is going to play out.  Paige got up super early this morning.  For those that know Paige she is early to bed and early to rise.  And by early I mean 7.  I can do 7.  6:30 I can not do.  It is impossible to get ready with a person crawling up your leg.  SHe only does this in the mornings.  I think maybe I need to appreciate this because I am sure in a few months I will be blogging about how sad I am that Paige no longer climbs me, lol.  That just sounds funny.  Anyway, morning started out crazy and led to a crazy day.  Fast forward to 4:30 when I pick up Paige from Mrs. Jaime's house.  Paige got attacked by the 6 month old at daycare.  I am not sure if you can sure the word attack and 6 months in the same sentence, but attacked she was.  I have pics to prove it.  Jamie said Paige did not shed a tear. SHe is tough.  SHe takes some tough falls and just laughs.  Jaime was glad that I picked up Paige because Lee tends to overreact when it comes to Paige.  I actually love that about him.  He is smitten by that little girl.  Little girls do this to men.  I think every man needs to experience the joy of having a little girl.... Just a thought.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-4460647785636856671?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/4460647785636856671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=4460647785636856671' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/4460647785636856671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/4460647785636856671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-dangerous-out-thereeven-at-daycare.html' title='It&apos;s dangerous out there.....even at daycare.'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNrno2eV-0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/OhE0Wjx22mU/s72-c/DSCN0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432243047858912642.post-8375114646900676262</id><published>2008-09-23T19:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:53:22.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I too cool to blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNmrU_iztWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sN5EBKmP0k4/s1600-h/DSCN0504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNmrU_iztWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sN5EBKmP0k4/s320/DSCN0504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249415217820185954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have to admit.... I use to think blogging was dorky.  I never could imagine having anything important enough to say to actually post to the world wide web.  I said the same thing about Myspace,  now I am addicted.  However, since Paige, I feel like my life is much more interesting and the things she does daily simply need to be told.  I am not one of those mom's that writes her every new trick down.  Matter-of-fact, I have an empty calendar on the wall that is suppose to be filled in daily. Oops, must of run out of time.  I thought this would be a great place for our friends and family to get updates on Paige, me and Potato Shack.  I also thought this might help me keep up with all of the milestones in Paige's life.   I have no idea how to blog, how to post pics, or any of the really cool stuff, so be patient with me as I learn about this process.  I am a blogger.  Wow, I am pumped.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/432243047858912642-8375114646900676262?l=pamperrone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/feeds/8375114646900676262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=432243047858912642&amp;postID=8375114646900676262' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/8375114646900676262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/432243047858912642/posts/default/8375114646900676262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamperrone.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-i-too-cool-to-blog.html' title='Am I too cool to blog?'/><author><name>The Perrone's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837531015967019486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNr6egZ918I/AAAAAAAAABA/zRCcVFEqdjY/S220/232323232%7Ffp53452%3Evq%3D3285%3E-59%3E892%3EWSNRCG%3D3239338834-76vq0mrj.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SL_QBQQ5po4/SNmrU_iztWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sN5EBKmP0k4/s72-c/DSCN0504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
