<?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-8291265451642043295</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:44:06.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the malloys</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-2693706543240826141</id><published>2009-05-26T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:25:53.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here and there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxP06nIAxI/AAAAAAAABc4/3tFZHLuSnWY/s1600-h/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxP06nIAxI/AAAAAAAABc4/3tFZHLuSnWY/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231028659716882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles new haircut. He wanted spiky hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxPaunZYvI/AAAAAAAABcw/aDnhLLqeCj4/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxPaunZYvI/AAAAAAAABcw/aDnhLLqeCj4/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340230578763031282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging out in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxPK0Gs_5I/AAAAAAAABco/yLG6X5nzzSI/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 114px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxPK0Gs_5I/AAAAAAAABco/yLG6X5nzzSI/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340230305358610322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxPAHt5pRI/AAAAAAAABcg/Gi0rPhXvrc4/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxPAHt5pRI/AAAAAAAABcg/Gi0rPhXvrc4/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340230121644729618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxOSSaPcaI/AAAAAAAABcY/cIdHusg1UG4/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxOSSaPcaI/AAAAAAAABcY/cIdHusg1UG4/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340229334241079714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles caught fish on the pier with Gerald. He loves fishing with Gerald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxN_8AWCiI/AAAAAAAABcQ/M7Xu6L_g_BA/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxN_8AWCiI/AAAAAAAABcQ/M7Xu6L_g_BA/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340229018989234722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gerald's new passion in life, fishing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxNc332PlI/AAAAAAAABcI/SWAMKorVwJM/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxNc332PlI/AAAAAAAABcI/SWAMKorVwJM/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340228416584433234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've found Gavin sleeping in a couple of random places lately.&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/8291265451642043295-2693706543240826141?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/2693706543240826141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=2693706543240826141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2693706543240826141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2693706543240826141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-and-there.html' title='Here and there.'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShxP06nIAxI/AAAAAAAABc4/3tFZHLuSnWY/s72-c/IMG_0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3349264708480181023</id><published>2009-05-24T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:32:07.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnlo6zmiYI/AAAAAAAABcA/Bii_lR3Crsc/s1600-h/DSC07985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnlo6zmiYI/AAAAAAAABcA/Bii_lR3Crsc/s320/DSC07985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339551324367653250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we live at the beach. So, why did we vacation where we live? Well, we had a free place to stay on Sanibel Island, which is about an hour from our house. We were invited by our friends to vacation there with them for the week. It was nice being close to home, but yet being able to be away. We had a great time relaxing and enjoying time together. One of the advantages to vacationing near our home was being able to get a sitter to drive over and watch the kids one night so the adults could go to a nice dinner alone. The kids had so much fun on our vacation and I absolutely love watching their little faces light up as they experience new things. Even though we go to the beach often the older they get the more they can do at the beach. This year is our first year really riding the waves and it was a blast. We saw dolphins and sting-rays almost every day. Gerald and Miles fished some as well. Sometimes you don't know how much you need a vacation until you actually take one. We really needed a vacation! You will notice there are no pictures of me on this trip. I was behind the camera the whole time. Next time I will have to remember to get a picture or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnjP6l2SKI/AAAAAAAABbo/b0ubZaakWHE/s1600-h/DSC07987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnjP6l2SKI/AAAAAAAABbo/b0ubZaakWHE/s320/DSC07987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339548695789979810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is their sand castle and Miles wanted his picture with it so he could "remember it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnjPqTo54I/AAAAAAAABbg/NMgk5M8-2bA/s1600-h/DSC07980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnjPqTo54I/AAAAAAAABbg/NMgk5M8-2bA/s320/DSC07980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339548691418638210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShniTj6kSLI/AAAAAAAABbY/ASzZPJU2DFY/s1600-h/DSC07966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShniTj6kSLI/AAAAAAAABbY/ASzZPJU2DFY/s320/DSC07966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339547658910714034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What are you looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShniExACWlI/AAAAAAAABbQ/9deiE51ZMIc/s1600-h/DSC07942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShniExACWlI/AAAAAAAABbQ/9deiE51ZMIc/s320/DSC07942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339547404725279314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnhvd0zIBI/AAAAAAAABbI/PBz4qoJm7HI/s1600-h/DSC07943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnhvd0zIBI/AAAAAAAABbI/PBz4qoJm7HI/s320/DSC07943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339547038800617490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnhUEtm5rI/AAAAAAAABbA/_Ywzt8_Qvig/s1600-h/DSC07931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnhUEtm5rI/AAAAAAAABbA/_Ywzt8_Qvig/s320/DSC07931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339546568203101874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnhT6N3FoI/AAAAAAAABa4/2n6aYYYexSA/s1600-h/DSC07929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnhT6N3FoI/AAAAAAAABa4/2n6aYYYexSA/s320/DSC07929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339546565385590402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shng0Ek0QzI/AAAAAAAABaw/4INqzUzc7pY/s1600-h/DSC07937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shng0Ek0QzI/AAAAAAAABaw/4INqzUzc7pY/s320/DSC07937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339546018410414898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin is "all done pool" which means the ocean. Too much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShngDjKHTwI/AAAAAAAABag/rtj0HPpsXPA/s1600-h/DSC07924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShngDjKHTwI/AAAAAAAABag/rtj0HPpsXPA/s320/DSC07924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339545184806326018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It rained some on our vacation and when it did it got cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnfl5Qj0iI/AAAAAAAABaY/q5Cp75S_lcw/s1600-h/DSC07915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnfl5Qj0iI/AAAAAAAABaY/q5Cp75S_lcw/s320/DSC07915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339544675342864930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gerald and Rob riding the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnfLwsXB9I/AAAAAAAABaQ/Td-76SirBNM/s1600-h/DSC07883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnfLwsXB9I/AAAAAAAABaQ/Td-76SirBNM/s320/DSC07883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339544226366949330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnepztkGhI/AAAAAAAABaI/C3AjPwhVSlk/s1600-h/DSC07880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnepztkGhI/AAAAAAAABaI/C3AjPwhVSlk/s320/DSC07880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339543643061754386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin, Tessa, Drew and Miles. It's hard to get four in the same spot long enough to take a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnd-vapf2I/AAAAAAAABaA/DmLjv-p_Fto/s1600-h/DSC07865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnd-vapf2I/AAAAAAAABaA/DmLjv-p_Fto/s320/DSC07865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339542903174299490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShndhSvRsWI/AAAAAAAABZ4/EbDEOD_sVvk/s1600-h/DSC07855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShndhSvRsWI/AAAAAAAABZ4/EbDEOD_sVvk/s320/DSC07855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339542397259985250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin was sooooo excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShndATFX3YI/AAAAAAAABZw/A_yFQXTt1n4/s1600-h/DSC07848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShndATFX3YI/AAAAAAAABZw/A_yFQXTt1n4/s320/DSC07848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339541830416981378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look mom, I got it in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnchLoA2wI/AAAAAAAABZo/-1SWFDNLibs/s1600-h/DSC07839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShnchLoA2wI/AAAAAAAABZo/-1SWFDNLibs/s320/DSC07839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339541295838845698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShncB9Z1PHI/AAAAAAAABZg/gITK6TrgWsg/s1600-h/DSC07835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/ShncB9Z1PHI/AAAAAAAABZg/gITK6TrgWsg/s320/DSC07835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339540759445322866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew and Miles playing in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnbu8jd_XI/AAAAAAAABZY/t3P9fjaMNes/s1600-h/DSC07820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnbu8jd_XI/AAAAAAAABZY/t3P9fjaMNes/s320/DSC07820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339540432799792498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin playing the water with daddy.&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/8291265451642043295-3349264708480181023?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3349264708480181023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3349264708480181023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3349264708480181023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3349264708480181023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2009/05/beach-vacation.html' title='Beach Vacation'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Shnlo6zmiYI/AAAAAAAABcA/Bii_lR3Crsc/s72-c/DSC07985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-1270497220259540029</id><published>2009-04-20T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:40:14.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here and there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezrRTbA9SI/AAAAAAAABZQ/w2Bs_Yl0hnM/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezrRTbA9SI/AAAAAAAABZQ/w2Bs_Yl0hnM/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326891141776340258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gerald sang at a wedding so we had a reason to get dressed up and leave the kids for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezq-FS0YQI/AAAAAAAABZI/77_MtpZ4Q2E/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezq-FS0YQI/AAAAAAAABZI/77_MtpZ4Q2E/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326890811566350594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin and Tessa at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezqk1twRsI/AAAAAAAABZA/KJTYwbPujKQ/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezqk1twRsI/AAAAAAAABZA/KJTYwbPujKQ/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326890377887631042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles laughing with his best buddy Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezp3xDSHDI/AAAAAAAABY4/krrr60TtoV8/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezp3xDSHDI/AAAAAAAABY4/krrr60TtoV8/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326889603541638194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look closely you can see the alligator in the picture. We were at the park and we saw everyone stopping and pointing. Of course we had to check it out ourselves. I was trying to get a picture of the boys standing their with the alligator in the background. It didn't really work out. The alligator turned and started swimming toward us. We decided it might be time to move on. There was no fence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezpRFTWyrI/AAAAAAAABYw/lsf_9zPNtzA/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezpRFTWyrI/AAAAAAAABYw/lsf_9zPNtzA/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326888938962864818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This just made me laugh. Miles has learned he can be "funny".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezo3xZwjHI/AAAAAAAABYo/G7cOOjmca8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezo3xZwjHI/AAAAAAAABYo/G7cOOjmca8Y/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326888504124279922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezoYz6WHHI/AAAAAAAABYg/Kqbhx1_p8bM/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezoYz6WHHI/AAAAAAAABYg/Kqbhx1_p8bM/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326887972221885554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezn3uUL_2I/AAAAAAAABYY/bIb9Ioe8PCw/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sezn3uUL_2I/AAAAAAAABYY/bIb9Ioe8PCw/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326887403783978850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Gavin at the beach being silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezmQqYUZmI/AAAAAAAABYQ/pR8wAgx8P2I/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezmQqYUZmI/AAAAAAAABYQ/pR8wAgx8P2I/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326885633201038946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Sanibel and rode bikes. We went with our friends Maggie and Ben. The guys rode this and Maggie and I rode regular bikes. It was lots of fun! The kids loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezlcBP_99I/AAAAAAAABYI/les8H4lNuEU/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezlcBP_99I/AAAAAAAABYI/les8H4lNuEU/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326884728807094226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-1270497220259540029?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/1270497220259540029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=1270497220259540029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1270497220259540029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1270497220259540029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-and-there.html' title='Here and there.'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SezrRTbA9SI/AAAAAAAABZQ/w2Bs_Yl0hnM/s72-c/IMG_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-6308683438766657133</id><published>2009-04-15T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:21:05.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By the Grace of God</title><content type='html'>Tonight when I was trying to leave church my car wouldn't start. One of our members helped me out. I have a new battery on my car and I guess it came lose. He jiggled it and the car started working. He said to tighten it up when I got home. I left church and began praying we would make it home safely. We only live about 5 miles from the church. We made it to the light before our house and in the turning lane my car stopped. Cars were blowing their horns and Miles was getting upset. I knew the battery just needed to be jiggled again and we could make it. My key was stuck in the car. I got out and a car stopped to help, a lady, to push it off the road. Most people had just blown their horn, but this lady stopped to help. Then, by the grace of God, my car just started and I made it home. Once I stepped out of the car at my house the tears just flowed. I realized how different the situation could have been. I could have very easily been hit by a car because of where I was and it was night or worst something could have happened to my kids. I just couldn't stop crying when I got home. I don't think Gavin had ever seen me cry and he just sat quietly looking at me. Miles said mom I should have prayed at church about our car, but I didn't know. Then when I laid him down I thanked the Lord we made it home safely. He said mom why were you crying. I told him I was afraid and he said God said we should not be afraid. I've just been studying in my bible study how the Lord wants us to come to him with a child like faith. What changes when we're older? What keeps us from having that childlike faith? I think we just know more. We know more about the dangers in the world, but from the mouth of a four year old. God says do not be afraid. I'm just so incredibly thankful that the Lord protected us tonight!! Their is not a doubt in my mind that we are safe because of his protection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-6308683438766657133?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/6308683438766657133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=6308683438766657133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6308683438766657133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6308683438766657133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-grace-of-god.html' title='By the Grace of God'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-7224117170925717460</id><published>2009-04-13T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:30:50.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great Easter this year. We started out last weekend with a big event at our church. The kids didn't get to do the egg hunt there because Miles had a soccer game. So, on Easter we had a hunt at our house. Gerald led worship at our overflow service for the last time this year. He's done a great job all year!! Then we came back here to share Easter with three families from our church. It was my first time hosting Easter at our house. It was so much fun. I was a little unsure how I would get all the food ready in time or that it would taste well when it was finished. Everything turned out great. We're so blessed to have a home and friends to share it with. I look forward to doing it next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeN0Zxe_qyI/AAAAAAAABX4/4oxXMNpgIFY/s1600-h/DSC07712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeN0Zxe_qyI/AAAAAAAABX4/4oxXMNpgIFY/s320/DSC07712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324227170610948898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin was  into taking pictures this year. As you can see, Miles not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNybz_lSOI/AAAAAAAABXs/Svyv05BkVTQ/s1600-h/DSC07724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNybz_lSOI/AAAAAAAABXs/Svyv05BkVTQ/s320/DSC07724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324225006620985570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles was "trying" to smile. Funny how they learn that they can't just smile, but that they have to try to smile. It makes him look like he's in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNxA0rGEgI/AAAAAAAABXk/2DWXI5PDh9U/s1600-h/DSC07715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNxA0rGEgI/AAAAAAAABXk/2DWXI5PDh9U/s320/DSC07715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324223443435393538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNwRNlLi_I/AAAAAAAABXc/8PHOZ5R59Rk/s1600-h/DSC07716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNwRNlLi_I/AAAAAAAABXc/8PHOZ5R59Rk/s320/DSC07716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324222625487752178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNvrMUqKvI/AAAAAAAABXU/kXFX0yK_0Ck/s1600-h/DSC07706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNvrMUqKvI/AAAAAAAABXU/kXFX0yK_0Ck/s320/DSC07706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324221972314991346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNvF7zVSQI/AAAAAAAABXM/UnmRbansHxI/s1600-h/DSC07665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNvF7zVSQI/AAAAAAAABXM/UnmRbansHxI/s320/DSC07665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324221332225083650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin really didn't know why he was running, but he had fun doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNu8nBQp_I/AAAAAAAABXE/6Az-MWCNshY/s1600-h/DSC07661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNu8nBQp_I/AAAAAAAABXE/6Az-MWCNshY/s320/DSC07661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324221172027533298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNurrV7SSI/AAAAAAAABW8/gojPubr9CFs/s1600-h/DSC07636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNurrV7SSI/AAAAAAAABW8/gojPubr9CFs/s320/DSC07636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324220881130178850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Race to the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNuNRIuqFI/AAAAAAAABW0/gm75RlGtgyE/s1600-h/DSC07624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNuNRIuqFI/AAAAAAAABW0/gm75RlGtgyE/s320/DSC07624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324220358699427922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles playing at game at our church Easter egg hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNtGw1yXkI/AAAAAAAABWs/4cGt_Xf1aLY/s1600-h/DSC07731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNtGw1yXkI/AAAAAAAABWs/4cGt_Xf1aLY/s320/DSC07731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324219147439201858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNsnxR5jPI/AAAAAAAABWk/xuAMAIkZ9Cs/s1600-h/DSC07737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNsnxR5jPI/AAAAAAAABWk/xuAMAIkZ9Cs/s320/DSC07737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324218614981168370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin on the egg hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNsHBb_D4I/AAAAAAAABWc/KtmavyUCXvw/s1600-h/DSC07746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeNsHBb_D4I/AAAAAAAABWc/KtmavyUCXvw/s320/DSC07746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324218052382756738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles hunting eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8291265451642043295-7224117170925717460?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/7224117170925717460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=7224117170925717460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7224117170925717460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7224117170925717460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-celebration.html' title='Easter Celebration'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeN0Zxe_qyI/AAAAAAAABX4/4oxXMNpgIFY/s72-c/DSC07712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-2116464490926788260</id><published>2009-04-12T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:42:29.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>We began a new adventure in the Malloy household. Soccer. We decided to sign Miles up to play soccer. I can't believe he's old enough to play organized sports!! He cried multiple times his first game because the kids were "kicking him". I started thinking that I had made a big mistake signing him up. By the second and third game he began to get the idea and he actually really went after the ball. Now, he's doing really well. He's enjoying playing and he's getting better at it. I must admit I'm a bit surprised. I'm also surprised at how much fun I'm having watching him! It's fun going through all the different stages with them and watching them grow. I've also surprised myself by yelling on the sidelines. I DO NOT YELL AT SPORITNG EVENTS! You wouldn't ever find me yelling or encouraging someone from the sidelines, but something about your child being out there has released the inner voice in me. I'm now a side line encourager. I think that sounds better than yelling. Who knew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeKVJfVi36I/AAAAAAAABVs/SjG-mZ253kA/s1600-h/DSC07294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeKVJfVi36I/AAAAAAAABVs/SjG-mZ253kA/s320/DSC07294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323981699768573858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeKUsc_Ai7I/AAAAAAAABVk/Hf6ZQpucl-U/s1600-h/DSC07309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeKUsc_Ai7I/AAAAAAAABVk/Hf6ZQpucl-U/s320/DSC07309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323981200920972210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles throwing the ball in with his coach Rob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeKUVJRN_xI/AAAAAAAABVc/u2EtYNeqrTU/s1600-h/DSC07302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeKUVJRN_xI/AAAAAAAABVc/u2EtYNeqrTU/s320/DSC07302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323980800491650834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His uniform is so big on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeKUFDqTEbI/AAAAAAAABVU/jIvIyXHDcA0/s1600-h/DSC07317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeKUFDqTEbI/AAAAAAAABVU/jIvIyXHDcA0/s320/DSC07317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323980524108321202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles in action.&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/8291265451642043295-2116464490926788260?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/2116464490926788260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=2116464490926788260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2116464490926788260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2116464490926788260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2009/04/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SeKVJfVi36I/AAAAAAAABVs/SjG-mZ253kA/s72-c/DSC07294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-6747673512980237761</id><published>2009-02-27T16:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:52:57.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still here!!</title><content type='html'>Gavin turns two and I disappear from the blogging world. What happened? I'm not sure, but I do know he is an active little boy. Between the two of them they keep me busy. Gavin has changed so much in the past few months. He's talking more, we've given up the pacifier, and we're beginning to potty train. Today was really the first day and he was only successful once, but he sure did make a game of spending time getting on and off the potty. He can make a game of anything. As much as he's grown he's still a mama's boy. He often still wants to cuddle with me in the rocker before going to sleep. Even though he's two and getting so big I treasure these moments because I feel like if I blink too long he'll be four like Miles. Crazy how fast time goes once you have kids. Miles is starting soccer next week. Lots of milestones this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiG-JEBA0I/AAAAAAAABVM/95FIXeNXL7c/s1600-h/DSC07055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiG-JEBA0I/AAAAAAAABVM/95FIXeNXL7c/s320/DSC07055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307640562998903618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin turns 2. We didn't really do a party because we took Gavin to the circus for his birthday. We did have a little mini party with some friends to give him his gifts. This photo is before his much needed haircut. He screamed the whole time Gerald cut his hair saying "no Daddy no".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiGGr-KzyI/AAAAAAAABVE/SHruAz5sWng/s1600-h/DSC07075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiGGr-KzyI/AAAAAAAABVE/SHruAz5sWng/s320/DSC07075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307639610296946466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin got a tricycle for his birthday. He loves it, but he looks tired in this photo. Too much birthday excitement. He calls it his bike and he likes to ride it at least once a day. He hasn't quite figured out the pedaling thing yet, but it has a handle on the back so I push him around while he holds his feet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiFbWsompI/AAAAAAAABU8/tsjXV9Gh1Jw/s1600-h/DSC07147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiFbWsompI/AAAAAAAABU8/tsjXV9Gh1Jw/s320/DSC07147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307638865851882130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My handsome boys at the circus. We took Gavin to the circus for his birthday. I'm not sure where he was in this picture. He doesn't sit still very often these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiEGL2c1pI/AAAAAAAABU0/IEL40jvEs7I/s1600-h/DSC07253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiEGL2c1pI/AAAAAAAABU0/IEL40jvEs7I/s320/DSC07253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307637402651383442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin's first love right now is sports. He loves playing ball. He's actually really good with the ball. He has a great arm and he does pretty well playing basketball. I have a feeling we're going to spend lots of time at the fields with him! He is a very active little boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiDZSYxeWI/AAAAAAAABUs/7Hed0UqjM2c/s1600-h/DSC07221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiDZSYxeWI/AAAAAAAABUs/7Hed0UqjM2c/s320/DSC07221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307636631311841634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin's second love......singing. He is watching American Idol and singing his heart out in this picture. I thought Miles was loud until Gavin learned to sing. He plays guitar and sings all day.....when he's not playing ball that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiC6YwkDCI/AAAAAAAABUg/Hw0IQGlVhPo/s1600-h/DSC07237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiC6YwkDCI/AAAAAAAABUg/Hw0IQGlVhPo/s320/DSC07237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307636100446293026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin loves being outdoors.....good thing we're in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiBuLd3XEI/AAAAAAAABUQ/urNs2La0nqg/s1600-h/DSC07271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiBuLd3XEI/AAAAAAAABUQ/urNs2La0nqg/s320/DSC07271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307634791208148034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiBboYOjqI/AAAAAAAABUI/6gEHuH3DP-o/s1600-h/DSC07273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiBboYOjqI/AAAAAAAABUI/6gEHuH3DP-o/s320/DSC07273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307634472551616162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiBHlNc0bI/AAAAAAAABUA/zM8gbTLdaV0/s1600-h/DSC07275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiBHlNc0bI/AAAAAAAABUA/zM8gbTLdaV0/s320/DSC07275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307634128103723442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin taking it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sah_7RHQTCI/AAAAAAAABT4/FRAtTls-u8A/s1600-h/DSC07280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Sah_7RHQTCI/AAAAAAAABT4/FRAtTls-u8A/s320/DSC07280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307632817038969890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles climbing the spider web thing at the playground at the beach. He's changed so much in the past year. He use to be so cautious that he wouldn't do things like this. He's still cautious, but he's a little braver.&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/8291265451642043295-6747673512980237761?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/6747673512980237761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=6747673512980237761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6747673512980237761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6747673512980237761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re still here!!'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SaiG-JEBA0I/AAAAAAAABVM/95FIXeNXL7c/s72-c/DSC07055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-8913556824304294750</id><published>2009-01-11T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:13:31.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boat Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqYS7LI9II/AAAAAAAABRY/9GIouu5vGL4/s1600-h/DSC06928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqYS7LI9II/AAAAAAAABRY/9GIouu5vGL4/s320/DSC06928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290208163189552258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin was okay on the boat as long as he had mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqYEXwtGOI/AAAAAAAABRQ/l4UR9iWB97U/s1600-h/DSC06946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqYEXwtGOI/AAAAAAAABRQ/l4UR9iWB97U/s320/DSC06946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290207913165265122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that face!! He's wasn't quite sure what to think at first. Poor guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqX9m-GNcI/AAAAAAAABRI/rUMe9IuKhaQ/s1600-h/DSC06950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqX9m-GNcI/AAAAAAAABRI/rUMe9IuKhaQ/s320/DSC06950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290207796988884418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The windblown look. Miles LOVED the boat ride!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqX1CtvxlI/AAAAAAAABRA/jtO2whwhd6s/s1600-h/DSC06965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqX1CtvxlI/AAAAAAAABRA/jtO2whwhd6s/s320/DSC06965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290207649817675346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the life. The beach, sun, family, friends, and a boat ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqXlIdkdfI/AAAAAAAABQ4/1gTq8Lj6bNg/s1600-h/DSC06988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqXlIdkdfI/AAAAAAAABQ4/1gTq8Lj6bNg/s320/DSC06988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290207376482530802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy was our transportation from the boat to play on Sanibel beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqXVT8RN-I/AAAAAAAABQw/mXyKE9wkxDU/s1600-h/DSC07010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqXVT8RN-I/AAAAAAAABQw/mXyKE9wkxDU/s320/DSC07010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290207104686176226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the dolphin we saw from our boat!! Our very own dolphin encounter!&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/8291265451642043295-8913556824304294750?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/8913556824304294750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=8913556824304294750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8913556824304294750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8913556824304294750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2009/01/boat-ride.html' title='Boat Ride'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SWqYS7LI9II/AAAAAAAABRY/9GIouu5vGL4/s72-c/DSC06928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3858972971600882470</id><published>2009-01-01T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:52:29.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't resist posting this. This morning Miles said "mom do you know what they teach at private school? He preceded to tell me that they teach you "how to play with your privates". I have no idea where this thought came from. We were just sitting there eating breakfast. You never really know what he's going to say. Last night some friends of our watched the boys for a little bit while we ran out. They laid Miles down for bed and they asked him if he normally slept with his door shut. He said no and if you shut it you will get fired. He makes us laugh these days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3858972971600882470?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3858972971600882470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3858972971600882470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3858972971600882470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3858972971600882470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-resist-posting-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-4749355889767896463</id><published>2008-12-30T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:37:44.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had a great Christmas! My mom came down to visit for a week and a half. We were not able to spend this Christmas with my sister and brother, but maybe next year. The boys really got into the excitement of Christmas a lot more this year. Miles attended his first Christmas Eve service(in the past he's been in the nursery). He did great sitting there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin enjoyed all his gifts. He was excited about everything. It was so cute. Miles was excited, but did not react the way we anticipated. I guess you never know with kids. Gerald has this week off so we're enjoying having him at home. He injured his ankle playing basketball so he's having to take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVqFiGQCbcI/AAAAAAAABQo/eMXK96luPWU/s1600-h/DSC06826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVqFiGQCbcI/AAAAAAAABQo/eMXK96luPWU/s320/DSC06826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285683933512625602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles and Grammy before our Christmas Eve service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVqBaetNXYI/AAAAAAAABQY/E9HLskQcfhc/s1600-h/DSC06856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVqBaetNXYI/AAAAAAAABQY/E9HLskQcfhc/s320/DSC06856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285679404591963522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys got a train table for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVqA7bzqWRI/AAAAAAAABQQ/4WuPxqt8Fb8/s1600-h/DSC06882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVqA7bzqWRI/AAAAAAAABQQ/4WuPxqt8Fb8/s320/DSC06882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285678871237777682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVqAHHbk00I/AAAAAAAABQI/h_8RN4iLylY/s1600-h/DSC06890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVqAHHbk00I/AAAAAAAABQI/h_8RN4iLylY/s320/DSC06890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285677972414845762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVp_dT438DI/AAAAAAAABQA/0ct5494o59Y/s1600-h/DSC06901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVp_dT438DI/AAAAAAAABQA/0ct5494o59Y/s320/DSC06901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285677254204452914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is "what Miles always wanted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVp_KQxyhMI/AAAAAAAABP4/ThFe4u8O1Y8/s1600-h/DSC06916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVp_KQxyhMI/AAAAAAAABP4/ThFe4u8O1Y8/s320/DSC06916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285676926951916738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think he likes it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVp-yG2J7ZI/AAAAAAAABPw/JeSaaa4QfwY/s1600-h/DSC06921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVp-yG2J7ZI/AAAAAAAABPw/JeSaaa4QfwY/s320/DSC06921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285676511969013138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gerald LOVED his gift!&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/8291265451642043295-4749355889767896463?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/4749355889767896463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=4749355889767896463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4749355889767896463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4749355889767896463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-had-great-christmas-my-mom-came-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVqFiGQCbcI/AAAAAAAABQo/eMXK96luPWU/s72-c/DSC06826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3254232271651858026</id><published>2008-12-28T11:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T11:52:38.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so I'm way behind on my blogging. We've been busy with the holiday season! I'm planning to catch up this week. My mom's been in town and we've had numerous Christmas parties and events to attend. It's been lots of fun. Below is photos of our family night. We made a gingerbread house. We learned a lot about what we will do different with it next year, but for our first gingerbread house it wasn't too bad. Gerald did most of the work. I'm really not a crafty person! I left that part up to him, but Miles and I decorated with the candy. I will post photos of Christmas and other things this week. Maybe one of my new years resolutions should be to blog at least once a week.....what do you think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfXEpd93TI/AAAAAAAABPg/N1iHiZsg8QQ/s1600-h/DSC06770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfXEpd93TI/AAAAAAAABPg/N1iHiZsg8QQ/s320/DSC06770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284929162593557810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles is ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfU63XVYDI/AAAAAAAABPI/5s7KSu9U6Pc/s1600-h/DSC06776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfU63XVYDI/AAAAAAAABPI/5s7KSu9U6Pc/s320/DSC06776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284926795501887538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfUxOBsS1I/AAAAAAAABPA/D0U0ON0Wx0c/s1600-h/DSC06780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfUxOBsS1I/AAAAAAAABPA/D0U0ON0Wx0c/s320/DSC06780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284926629786438482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles looks intense in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfUn6jkHRI/AAAAAAAABO4/ETKNHawnwag/s1600-h/DSC06782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfUn6jkHRI/AAAAAAAABO4/ETKNHawnwag/s320/DSC06782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284926469940976914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin just ate the candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfUeg9OPKI/AAAAAAAABOw/szo0dtwxzZo/s1600-h/DSC06786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfUeg9OPKI/AAAAAAAABOw/szo0dtwxzZo/s320/DSC06786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284926308450450594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The finished project.&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/8291265451642043295-3254232271651858026?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3254232271651858026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3254232271651858026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3254232271651858026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3254232271651858026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-fun.html' title='Christmas Fun'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SVfXEpd93TI/AAAAAAAABPg/N1iHiZsg8QQ/s72-c/DSC06770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-7732075078969424615</id><published>2008-12-14T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:01:43.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles turns 4!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miles has been anticipating his birthday since January. We were in Publix last January and he saw a spiderman cake. He decided then he was having a spiderman party and has talked about it for a year. Needless to say, we had a spiderman party. We had his party at a park in town. Typically it is in the upper 70's maybe the low 80's this time of year. We woke up that day to the mid 40's. Figures, right? It turned out great. We wore long sleeves and coats and by lunch time we were able to shed the coats. Miles had a great time. I can't believe he's four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always he is saying humorus things. Maggie was helping Miles into his carseat and was trying to figure out his seat belt. Not having kids herself, this can be a difficult thing. I ended up finishing the task and Miles said "Maggie maybe when you're smarter you can help me." Of course he got in trouble for saying that, but I must admit it gave us a big laugh. Saturday, the day of his party, was my birthday. I was opening my gift from my sister and she gave me new lounge clothes. I was excited and I said yay now I want have to look.....without finishing the sentence Miles said "so ratty". Really, my four year old thinks I look ratty. I think I'm in trouble!! Miles is a character!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday I went to eat Mexican with two of my girlfriends with no kids. Thanks to my friend Becky's husband. He watched my two and her three that are under the age of four. All five of them are. Anyways, THANKS ROB!! This week we celebrate Gerald's birthday! It's a festive time for our family with three birthdays and Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWeW0FmweI/AAAAAAAABOk/Q17Zkv510tQ/s1600-h/DSC06766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWeW0FmweI/AAAAAAAABOk/Q17Zkv510tQ/s320/DSC06766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279800252938240482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles is showing off his spiderman ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWd9S-Z-zI/AAAAAAAABOU/Xxwauclrcco/s1600-h/DSC06763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWd9S-Z-zI/AAAAAAAABOU/Xxwauclrcco/s320/DSC06763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279799814552943410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWdykJM-hI/AAAAAAAABOM/4Gm0rjJPWu0/s1600-h/DSC06727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWdykJM-hI/AAAAAAAABOM/4Gm0rjJPWu0/s320/DSC06727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279799630183070226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles opening his gifts. He was soooo excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWdl8C78lI/AAAAAAAABOE/5ULzXlVCcvQ/s1600-h/DSC06740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWdl8C78lI/AAAAAAAABOE/5ULzXlVCcvQ/s320/DSC06740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279799413260939858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWdRz5kiwI/AAAAAAAABN8/oJvoJL-9ZpE/s1600-h/DSC06722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWdRz5kiwI/AAAAAAAABN8/oJvoJL-9ZpE/s320/DSC06722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279799067476790018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin was content doing his own thing during the party. Thanks to Maggie for watching him as he basically played and explored the park the whole time. Fairly oblivious to the whole party thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWdEZXBI_I/AAAAAAAABN0/Bz1PxvBv8Qc/s1600-h/DSC06709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWdEZXBI_I/AAAAAAAABN0/Bz1PxvBv8Qc/s320/DSC06709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279798837014242290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of Miles saying the blessing at his party. I couldn't resist the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWc5bimFdI/AAAAAAAABNs/YkV8XK_hiHg/s1600-h/DSC06714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWc5bimFdI/AAAAAAAABNs/YkV8XK_hiHg/s320/DSC06714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279798648621110738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles' friends at his party during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWcjCb-e3I/AAAAAAAABNk/ApnYODjwh10/s1600-h/DSC06683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWcjCb-e3I/AAAAAAAABNk/ApnYODjwh10/s320/DSC06683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279798263925341042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spiderman is swinging at his party. When asked if he was spiderman he replies. No, I'm Miles. I'm just wearing the spiderman mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWcWyH4nuI/AAAAAAAABNc/k1hduI6EN90/s1600-h/DSC06675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWcWyH4nuI/AAAAAAAABNc/k1hduI6EN90/s320/DSC06675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279798053387673314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles and Jonathan are showing off their spiderman tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWcRJj_U-I/AAAAAAAABNU/eCp47yhCfz4/s1600-h/DSC06700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWcRJj_U-I/AAAAAAAABNU/eCp47yhCfz4/s320/DSC06700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279797956600353762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-7732075078969424615?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/7732075078969424615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=7732075078969424615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7732075078969424615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7732075078969424615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/12/miles-turns-4.html' title='Miles turns 4!'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SUWeW0FmweI/AAAAAAAABOk/Q17Zkv510tQ/s72-c/DSC06766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-740094494387215813</id><published>2008-12-04T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:28:49.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was talking to one of Miles teachers at his Mom's Day Out Program today when I went to pick him up. During his music time with her she asked the kids why God created us. Miles raised his hand and said to love Him. God created us to love Him. It really is that simple. Then she was talking to the class and she told them that she wished she could just stay and talk to them all day. Miles said you will one day. She asked him when and he said when we all get to heaven. How at four he understands and says some of the things he says is a mystery to me. Well, he will be four in less than a week. Miles is such a blessing to us! My hope and prayer for him is that the simple message of Jesus will stay in his heart. As adults things just seem to get more complicated. Complicated Jesus is not, but sometimes when life isn't going exactly how we planned or when we get thrown a curve ball we begin to think of Him in that way. What He wants from us in a simplistic four year olds mind is for us to love Him. That is not complicated! I'm realizing, as a parent, as I strive diligently to teach my kids that they are teaching me so much more. I'm learning how to love unselfishly, to listen, to treasure the moments, to focus more on today, that time goes by way to fast, patience.......I could go on and on. I say "I'm learning" because this is a life long process for sure! Below are a few photos of the Christmas decorating process. The kids get more into it each year and it is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg75CyJ9wI/AAAAAAAABNE/y44LNHlW0mc/s1600-h/DSC06626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg75CyJ9wI/AAAAAAAABNE/y44LNHlW0mc/s320/DSC06626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276032814650357506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin made a new friend. He's giving the snowman a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg66jEuvDI/AAAAAAAABM8/ZC6698gGyUw/s1600-h/DSC06649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg66jEuvDI/AAAAAAAABM8/ZC6698gGyUw/s320/DSC06649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276031740986440754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to capture these moments. Moments when you see the curiosity of a child and their amazement with the simple things. Snow globes.......is the snow going to melt?? No. Well, how do you know? Oh, I just know. The classic line, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg6nkmckBI/AAAAAAAABM0/ep7P3R2aZW8/s1600-h/DSC06637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg6nkmckBI/AAAAAAAABM0/ep7P3R2aZW8/s320/DSC06637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276031414978777106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This snowman sings and dances when touched. The kids enjoyed making him sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg6d0fRm3I/AAAAAAAABMs/uvJnIBjhLJo/s1600-h/DSC06634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg6d0fRm3I/AAAAAAAABMs/uvJnIBjhLJo/s320/DSC06634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276031247444974450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg6DWhWg5I/AAAAAAAABMk/e1Ah0cHSdGU/s1600-h/DSC06664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg6DWhWg5I/AAAAAAAABMk/e1Ah0cHSdGU/s320/DSC06664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276030792724022162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-740094494387215813?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/740094494387215813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=740094494387215813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/740094494387215813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/740094494387215813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-talking-to-one-of-miles-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STg75CyJ9wI/AAAAAAAABNE/y44LNHlW0mc/s72-c/DSC06626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3014468825699065763</id><published>2008-12-02T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:40:55.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Georgia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Georgia for Thanksgiving. It was a long drive, but worth it to have the opportunity to spend time with our family. My sister and her husband flew into Atlanta to stay at my moms as well. For some reason, I don't have any photos of them. While we were at moms we had a bonfire. Something you really can't do in FL. Well, you can, but it might be a little too toasty!! The kids enjoyed spending time running around my mom's land. Here are a few photos of our trip below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWmBCyD1lI/AAAAAAAABMc/43Ci9KT9lA0/s1600-h/DSC06559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWmBCyD1lI/AAAAAAAABMc/43Ci9KT9lA0/s320/DSC06559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275305075391321682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gerald's cooking our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWlwav9pRI/AAAAAAAABMU/oW4gBOP05lU/s1600-h/DSC06568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWlwav9pRI/AAAAAAAABMU/oW4gBOP05lU/s320/DSC06568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275304789767202066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin taking in the fire and the cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWlYN6xUyI/AAAAAAAABMM/Sx4Wz6Py9Gg/s1600-h/DSC06577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWlYN6xUyI/AAAAAAAABMM/Sx4Wz6Py9Gg/s320/DSC06577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275304374006010658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First time roasting marsh mellows. You're probably wondering first for who, right? Gerald or Miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWlHHygzLI/AAAAAAAABME/mGS28BqDnb0/s1600-h/DSC06581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWlHHygzLI/AAAAAAAABME/mGS28BqDnb0/s320/DSC06581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275304080302984370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles first s'mores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWk80PlPWI/AAAAAAAABL8/TGc2ikMH1zY/s1600-h/DSC06586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWk80PlPWI/AAAAAAAABL8/TGc2ikMH1zY/s320/DSC06586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275303903257509218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin just ate the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWkl-9M4UI/AAAAAAAABL0/Cg6VVb_8L2E/s1600-h/DSC06593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWkl-9M4UI/AAAAAAAABL0/Cg6VVb_8L2E/s320/DSC06593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275303510996214082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is just funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWkPtvwDiI/AAAAAAAABLs/neoLrTMF6iA/s1600-h/DSC06603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWkPtvwDiI/AAAAAAAABLs/neoLrTMF6iA/s320/DSC06603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275303128419274274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, at least everyone is looking at the camera. It's a good picture of my mom, but the boys.....not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWkA1_f6AI/AAAAAAAABLk/N3RIgl8FUiU/s1600-h/DSC06608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWkA1_f6AI/AAAAAAAABLk/N3RIgl8FUiU/s320/DSC06608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275302872934770690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at those eyes. This is a Gerald expression!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWiu6nBwEI/AAAAAAAABLU/0-h7CjHsKrw/s1600-h/DSC06614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWiu6nBwEI/AAAAAAAABLU/0-h7CjHsKrw/s320/DSC06614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275301465425035330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin totes this bear EVERYWHERE!!&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/8291265451642043295-3014468825699065763?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3014468825699065763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3014468825699065763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3014468825699065763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3014468825699065763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-in-georgia.html' title='Thanksgiving in Georgia.'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/STWmBCyD1lI/AAAAAAAABMc/43Ci9KT9lA0/s72-c/DSC06559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-5634838376319312383</id><published>2008-11-10T10:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:33:34.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go fly a kite.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the beach Friday to fly a kite. The weather here is perfect! A little cool at night and in the morning, but great during the day. It took us a while to find a kite. It always in season here, but for some reason the stores don't sell them. We made one last attempt at a store right by the beach and we were successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh93g6fAnI/AAAAAAAAA58/iP5G4RCJooI/s1600-h/DSC06473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh93g6fAnI/AAAAAAAAA58/iP5G4RCJooI/s320/DSC06473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267098156891308658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh9uQYi4pI/AAAAAAAAA50/qiIhI8kxK80/s1600-h/DSC06453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh9uQYi4pI/AAAAAAAAA50/qiIhI8kxK80/s320/DSC06453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267097997835166354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh9kLwBsgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/anmxlrdJgfs/s1600-h/DSC06463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh9kLwBsgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/anmxlrdJgfs/s320/DSC06463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267097824792785410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles flying his kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh9cvuFtkI/AAAAAAAAA5k/xTD1UQX6pCo/s1600-h/DSC06449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh9cvuFtkI/AAAAAAAAA5k/xTD1UQX6pCo/s320/DSC06449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267097697009382978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh9Qvc5JyI/AAAAAAAAA5c/cchokQfZBy4/s1600-h/DSC06487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh9Qvc5JyI/AAAAAAAAA5c/cchokQfZBy4/s320/DSC06487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267097490778826530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peek-a-boo&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/8291265451642043295-5634838376319312383?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/5634838376319312383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=5634838376319312383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5634838376319312383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5634838376319312383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-go-fly-kite.html' title='Let&apos;s go fly a kite.......'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRh93g6fAnI/AAAAAAAAA58/iP5G4RCJooI/s72-c/DSC06473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-8937916030999710350</id><published>2008-11-08T13:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:36:21.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh......the mind of a three year old.</title><content type='html'>Miles has great one liners' or stories. Today he said "mom, I love you so much. I'm not going to ask God for a new mom." Well, that's good to know!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day he asked me if it was going to snow in GA when we go there for Thanksgiving. I told him I didn't think so, but that he could pray about. He stopped what he was doing, closed his eyes, and bowed his head. He said "dear God can you make it snow at my Grammy's house. Thanks God." I said "what did God say?" Miles said "God said yes". I said "how do you know?" and he said "well you can't hear him because he's way up high." I said "how did you hear him and he said he speaks to me in my heart." I said what else did God say. Expecting something equally as profound and Miles said "God said oh man, now I have to go get the snow people." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last story. Miles and I went to a garage sale one day. Yesterday, out of the blue, Miles said mommy I don't want to have a garage sale. Then he said, well we can have one, but I only want to sell Gavin's things. Oh......the mind of a three year old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-8937916030999710350?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/8937916030999710350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=8937916030999710350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8937916030999710350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8937916030999710350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/11/ohthe-mind-of-three-year-old.html' title='Oh......the mind of a three year old.'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3255558366129048137</id><published>2008-11-04T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:23:24.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gavin learned to say the word cupcake. Below are pictures of him wearing his cupcake. Yesterday I threw the last two cupcakes away and I stepped outside to pay our lawn man and I came back in to find Gavin eating the cupcake out of the trashcan!! Now that is gross! These are not the pictures of him eating that cupcake b/c I obviously did not let him finish it!! Gavin is a bit mischievous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Miles to his first dentist appointment today. Miles has always been a bit timid with new things, but he went into the event excited. All was well until she started polishing his teeth. He then proceeded with some crocodile tears. In the end the dentist said it was successful because he was able to look in his mouth and check things out, but we did not get a full cleaning and ex-rays. We will take this process in steps. I have to admit I remember as a kid hiding from my dentist. They had an upstairs play house with only a small ladder to get up there. Anyhow, I climbed up and refused to come down. Whose idea was it to put the play space up high anyhow? I eventually came down after a lot of coaxing and threats from my mom!! Overall, I think Miles did pretty good. He was excited to come home with an electric toothbrush. I was at Target today checking out the 75% off candy(love a sell!!) and Miles said he didn't need any more candy. Apparently, he doesn't want to face the dentist again any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC4KzkhX-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/SFCJadCpE1w/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC4KzkhX-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/SFCJadCpE1w/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264910460177702882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC36wwhhSI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Biv05flBMLc/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC36wwhhSI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Biv05flBMLc/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264910184544830754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles loves posing for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC3zryKZXI/AAAAAAAAA5A/jR0uhrRXb04/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC3zryKZXI/AAAAAAAAA5A/jR0uhrRXb04/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264910062950442354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um........good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC3s-YdMcI/AAAAAAAAA44/CNt2ROTag-I/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC3s-YdMcI/AAAAAAAAA44/CNt2ROTag-I/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909947683811778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin doesn't like dirty hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC3l7104tI/AAAAAAAAA4w/BPyn49UdxSY/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC3l7104tI/AAAAAAAAA4w/BPyn49UdxSY/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909826742608594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles posing.......again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC3eXYr8mI/AAAAAAAAA4o/k0Nytky-dkc/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC3eXYr8mI/AAAAAAAAA4o/k0Nytky-dkc/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909696697627234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin being thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC2WJ3JmkI/AAAAAAAAA4g/tAKrq7H_BhE/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC2WJ3JmkI/AAAAAAAAA4g/tAKrq7H_BhE/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908456116722242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRClVStyALI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/3nAQlBWgXAc/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRClVStyALI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/3nAQlBWgXAc/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264889749615804594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3255558366129048137?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3255558366129048137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3255558366129048137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3255558366129048137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3255558366129048137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/11/cupcake.html' title='Cupcake'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SRC4KzkhX-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/SFCJadCpE1w/s72-c/IMG_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-252105255942382156</id><published>2008-11-01T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:03:27.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The reason this is part one is that we took 175 pictures. Love digital cameras!! We went to a fall festival at our church, but we took a ton of photos before we left. I will post the family festival photos a little later. Miles was Batman and as you'll see from the photos he got into character. He had an awesome time. He's been excited about his costume for months. Gavin was a giraffe and he had fun, but I think he just was just tolerating his costume. I love dressing the kids up. They're only little once!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxSTpx1KlI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/kpiZBhIErQs/s1600-h/DSC06262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxSTpx1KlI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/kpiZBhIErQs/s320/DSC06262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263672562075118162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxR-3jGbdI/AAAAAAAAA4I/iHEvEefDNeQ/s1600-h/DSC06265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxR-3jGbdI/AAAAAAAAA4I/iHEvEefDNeQ/s320/DSC06265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263672204994178514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the biggest smile he had in his costume. He wore it like a trouper, but was a little unsure of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxR0dzSf8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/xVTcJ5MZB5U/s1600-h/DSC06268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxR0dzSf8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/xVTcJ5MZB5U/s320/DSC06268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263672026284064706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxRV3CePdI/AAAAAAAAA34/-E7pAtkgFGM/s1600-h/DSC06279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxRV3CePdI/AAAAAAAAA34/-E7pAtkgFGM/s320/DSC06279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263671500482690514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin's not sure what's going on! I'm so glad he wore his costume. I was afraid he wouldn't have anything to do with it, but when he saw Miles wearing his and Miles was excited about it he wanted to put his on. He wants to do everything like his big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxRLCRc1UI/AAAAAAAAA3w/emCfV859J-g/s1600-h/DSC06286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxRLCRc1UI/AAAAAAAAA3w/emCfV859J-g/s320/DSC06286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263671314519741762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxQgiCOrsI/AAAAAAAAA3o/JUAeVj3y5YY/s1600-h/DSC06291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxQgiCOrsI/AAAAAAAAA3o/JUAeVj3y5YY/s320/DSC06291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263670584311459522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that tail. This is the last year I can get away with this kind of costume on Gavin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxPmh0FdTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/i5yFKpkD7io/s1600-h/DSC06302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxPmh0FdTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/i5yFKpkD7io/s320/DSC06302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263669587819722034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxOyZXC2VI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/AOeN_eRrwgA/s1600-h/DSC06310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxOyZXC2VI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/AOeN_eRrwgA/s320/DSC06310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263668692197235026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Striking a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxOYsvlCqI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/sQzQYvOoA2I/s1600-h/DSC06314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxOYsvlCqI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/sQzQYvOoA2I/s320/DSC06314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263668250723814050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've got the power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxOJS_GapI/AAAAAAAAA3I/32w-1wCvwZw/s1600-h/DSC06346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxOJS_GapI/AAAAAAAAA3I/32w-1wCvwZw/s320/DSC06346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263667986111556242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxN_WiTs4I/AAAAAAAAA3A/kbgAQ6XOaPI/s1600-h/DSC06360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxN_WiTs4I/AAAAAAAAA3A/kbgAQ6XOaPI/s320/DSC06360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263667815265842050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxNzM2R4ZI/AAAAAAAAA24/OuWBV9D9GMI/s1600-h/DSC06363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxNzM2R4ZI/AAAAAAAAA24/OuWBV9D9GMI/s320/DSC06363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263667606506824082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch out..........I'm Batman!&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/8291265451642043295-252105255942382156?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/252105255942382156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=252105255942382156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/252105255942382156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/252105255942382156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-part-one.html' title='Halloween Part One'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQxSTpx1KlI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/kpiZBhIErQs/s72-c/DSC06262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-5136729673551498965</id><published>2008-10-26T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:59:42.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>I've been behind on my blogging. I tend to wait until I have photos of the kids to blog. Anyhow, not much new in the Malloy household. We have, finally, experienced some cool weather. We actually were able to wear long sleeves today and pants. It was great!! The cool weather reminds me that it's not actually summer. Sometimes with the weather being mostly the same it easy to just think it is summer and not almost Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin's new accomplishments include peeing on the potty 2 times. I'm thinking of going down the potty training rode, but I'm not really looking forward to it. He's still a little scared of the potty so we'll see. He also picking up new words almost daily. I'm looking forward to communicating a little easier with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a few photos from our train ride at Lakes Park and our trip to Chuck E Cheese.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQej2zRmgVI/AAAAAAAAA2w/vSuTK7Y8tYU/s1600-h/IMG_7395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQej2zRmgVI/AAAAAAAAA2w/vSuTK7Y8tYU/s320/IMG_7395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262354851478012242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTjmSuLGMI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/wQOAbvnjr2s/s1600-h/DSCN0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTjmSuLGMI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/wQOAbvnjr2s/s320/DSCN0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261580511675619522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTjc-Vj5MI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/V7dtQVPME1Q/s1600-h/DSCN0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTjc-Vj5MI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/V7dtQVPME1Q/s320/DSCN0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261580351584855234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTjOyiDNBI/AAAAAAAAA2I/y6R4rHoaJCg/s1600-h/DSCN0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTjOyiDNBI/AAAAAAAAA2I/y6R4rHoaJCg/s320/DSCN0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261580107897844754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently this is what happens when Gerald takes Miles to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTjCx56ScI/AAAAAAAAA2A/NkTuzq3CyAA/s1600-h/DSCN0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTjCx56ScI/AAAAAAAAA2A/NkTuzq3CyAA/s320/DSCN0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261579901571058114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTiyARiELI/AAAAAAAAA14/gWWaIFb3hx8/s1600-h/DSCN0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTiyARiELI/AAAAAAAAA14/gWWaIFb3hx8/s320/DSCN0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261579613370454194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles has a very serious face on this ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQejKacIsGI/AAAAAAAAA2g/6nh9BXg_Hxg/s1600-h/IMG_7338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQejKacIsGI/AAAAAAAAA2g/6nh9BXg_Hxg/s320/IMG_7338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262354088897065058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQejqV8qBhI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qdCrIr7HJWU/s1600-h/IMG_7372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQejqV8qBhI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qdCrIr7HJWU/s320/IMG_7372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262354637447104018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding the train. They had a little Halloween light show. Gavin was so still the entire time, just taking it all in. I should go more often!! He never sits still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQThZMkhgUI/AAAAAAAAA1g/XnreKhTrmhM/s1600-h/DSCN0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQThZMkhgUI/AAAAAAAAA1g/XnreKhTrmhM/s320/DSCN0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261578087662977346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gavin loves playing in our closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTgQ5ZuNnI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/3X0s_j-CXQs/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQTgQ5ZuNnI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/3X0s_j-CXQs/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261576845566817906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-5136729673551498965?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/5136729673551498965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=5136729673551498965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5136729673551498965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5136729673551498965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/10/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SQej2zRmgVI/AAAAAAAAA2w/vSuTK7Y8tYU/s72-c/IMG_7395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-1990293750106892149</id><published>2008-10-12T13:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:02:20.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to take the kids to get pumpkins. I have to admit no matter how long we stay in FL some things  just don't mix with hot weather......like getting pumpkins. If  you look closely in the photos you can see the boys have red checks and sweaty faces. Not quite the fall experience I'd hope for, but it is what it is. Anyhow, next year we will take a trip somewhere cool to experience some true fall weather. They boys had fun, but were ready to go because it was "too hot".   We had planned on carving our pumpkins this weekend as well, but our plan did not go accordingly so we're going to try again tomorrow night. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJkC8SqqbI/AAAAAAAAA1A/gV4xINZxxLM/s1600-h/DSC06225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJkC8SqqbI/AAAAAAAAA1A/gV4xINZxxLM/s320/DSC06225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256373716801726898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles and Gavin's first pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJj4KK2LkI/AAAAAAAAA04/N7vOdEpm8EM/s1600-h/DSC06218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJj4KK2LkI/AAAAAAAAA04/N7vOdEpm8EM/s320/DSC06218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256373531548462658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJji01ws4I/AAAAAAAAA0w/FIGGBERixrs/s1600-h/DSC06209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJji01ws4I/AAAAAAAAA0w/FIGGBERixrs/s320/DSC06209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256373165045625730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles is quite the ham these days.....wonder where he gets that from. Like father like son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJjGDfAorI/AAAAAAAAA0o/sZ3UiW_HspI/s1600-h/DSC06196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJjGDfAorI/AAAAAAAAA0o/sZ3UiW_HspI/s320/DSC06196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256372670760526514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's rare that we get both boys in the same photo. This isn't the best picture, but it is the best we could get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJiyaj5sCI/AAAAAAAAA0g/eSe36bLGoRA/s1600-h/DSC06191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJiyaj5sCI/AAAAAAAAA0g/eSe36bLGoRA/s320/DSC06191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256372333357674530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peek-a-boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJisOkAv2I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/_2axj3p1GCg/s1600-h/DSC06190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJisOkAv2I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/_2axj3p1GCg/s320/DSC06190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256372227057696610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJif1RaYmI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/KkkP1ybpe88/s1600-h/DSC06187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJif1RaYmI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/KkkP1ybpe88/s320/DSC06187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256372014110368354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-1990293750106892149?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/1990293750106892149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=1990293750106892149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1990293750106892149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1990293750106892149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-fun.html' title='October Fun'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SPJkC8SqqbI/AAAAAAAAA1A/gV4xINZxxLM/s72-c/DSC06225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3517821348529074218</id><published>2008-09-27T18:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T19:11:55.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nickelodeon Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to say this was the best family vacation we've taken. It was so great having food, entertainment, and our room right there. The kids were entertained which meant we could have some fun relaxing. We went with our friends Rob and Becky. They have 3 kids. We were able to hang out at night and play cards when the kids went to bed because we had adjoining rooms. I highly recommend this hotel for anyone with kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7ml92nONI/AAAAAAAAA0I/SmCqTOBgD90/s1600-h/DSCN0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7ml92nONI/AAAAAAAAA0I/SmCqTOBgD90/s320/DSCN0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250887755493750994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the view outside our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7mZpSNeNI/AAAAAAAAA0A/iTAnqbZdohw/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7mZpSNeNI/AAAAAAAAA0A/iTAnqbZdohw/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250887543813929170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can we go, please??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7lhELveRI/AAAAAAAAAzw/eS8e7rCm4no/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7lhELveRI/AAAAAAAAAzw/eS8e7rCm4no/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250886571782011154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think she likes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7lWj5FgsI/AAAAAAAAAzo/F_XlL9TVN9Q/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7lWj5FgsI/AAAAAAAAAzo/F_XlL9TVN9Q/s320/IMG_0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250886391315137218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin's first kiss with another woman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7lLQYX_CI/AAAAAAAAAzg/VqKRhdKZnVo/s1600-h/DSCN0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7lLQYX_CI/AAAAAAAAAzg/VqKRhdKZnVo/s320/DSCN0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250886197099101218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin at the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7kxPPZerI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Kw-5x31EWeg/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7kxPPZerI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Kw-5x31EWeg/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250885750116416178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles went down every slide at the hotel.....until he got caught. He missed the mark by a few inches. The first day no one said anything, but no such luck the next few days. He had fun anyway. We will take him back when he gets a little bit taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7kmV2A6qI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/T92cVKsltEE/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7kmV2A6qI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/T92cVKsltEE/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250885562910436002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7kaaf17-I/AAAAAAAAAzI/c7BiSaFaS54/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7kaaf17-I/AAAAAAAAAzI/c7BiSaFaS54/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250885358001188834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin had a huge smile on his face each time he came down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7kE4BZUgI/AAAAAAAAAzA/BuHI46iqC_Y/s1600-h/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7kE4BZUgI/AAAAAAAAAzA/BuHI46iqC_Y/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250884987969425922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Gavin-no fear. Miles, at Gavin's age, wouldn't have done this. Gavin will try anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7j0pVn-GI/AAAAAAAAAyw/OTs_cv79Ukk/s1600-h/DSC06037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7j0pVn-GI/AAAAAAAAAyw/OTs_cv79Ukk/s320/DSC06037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250884709149833314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles on the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7jo-fG3nI/AAAAAAAAAyo/-p950ISvJb4/s1600-h/DSC06058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7jo-fG3nI/AAAAAAAAAyo/-p950ISvJb4/s320/DSC06058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250884508668321394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Miles getting his airbrushed tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7jNj04WeI/AAAAAAAAAyg/kj3ytkW07-8/s1600-h/DSC06071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7jNj04WeI/AAAAAAAAAyg/kj3ytkW07-8/s320/DSC06071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250884037655419362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys posing with their fake tattoos. Miles has a guitar. He went around the rest of the day with his sleeve rolled up so he could look at his tattoo(I think Gerald did as well b/c he wants a real one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7i8TX4CAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/rgdMJD2nbms/s1600-h/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7i8TX4CAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/rgdMJD2nbms/s320/IMG_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250883741181020162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every once in awhile Gavin gets a few looks that remind me of my dad. This is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7izF_gwSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/RjWqUy8SZGI/s1600-h/DSCN0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7izF_gwSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/RjWqUy8SZGI/s320/DSCN0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250883582970347810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin is so proud of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3517821348529074218?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3517821348529074218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3517821348529074218' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3517821348529074218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3517821348529074218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/09/nickelodeon-hotel.html' title='Nickelodeon Hotel'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SN7ml92nONI/AAAAAAAAA0I/SmCqTOBgD90/s72-c/DSCN0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-1726193271944877074</id><published>2008-09-23T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:36:25.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister's in town visiting for the week. So far we've been to the beach, the movies, and the pool. I'm posting a few photos, but for some reason I don't have any photos of my sister. I think it is because we've only had the camera out when we've been in our swimsuits. We're not to fond of photos of ourselves in swimsuits. I will post photos of our trip to the Nickelodeon Hotel soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlR3eb_n8I/AAAAAAAAAyA/gHOkqVexKhw/s1600-h/DSC06120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlR3eb_n8I/AAAAAAAAAyA/gHOkqVexKhw/s320/DSC06120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249316854182158274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlRmURjesI/AAAAAAAAAxw/bQKy11UUHyw/s1600-h/DSC06142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlRmURjesI/AAAAAAAAAxw/bQKy11UUHyw/s320/DSC06142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249316559396240066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlReo10P4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/6gWQGZUVJC0/s1600-h/DSC06156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlReo10P4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/6gWQGZUVJC0/s320/DSC06156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249316427478089602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlRZFxO1_I/AAAAAAAAAxg/jt-qLlyvC0M/s1600-h/DSC06163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlRZFxO1_I/AAAAAAAAAxg/jt-qLlyvC0M/s320/DSC06163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249316332164274162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlRNIwJ7hI/AAAAAAAAAxY/JmrWxidUduQ/s1600-h/DSC06166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlRNIwJ7hI/AAAAAAAAAxY/JmrWxidUduQ/s320/DSC06166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249316126806634002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin is showing off his rock he found in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlQ-hP7-YI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/apoyTDUtBGE/s1600-h/DSC06171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlQ-hP7-YI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/apoyTDUtBGE/s320/DSC06171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249315875684350338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure what Miles is doing here, but it made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8291265451642043295-1726193271944877074?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/1726193271944877074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=1726193271944877074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1726193271944877074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1726193271944877074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-sisters-in-town-visiting-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SNlR3eb_n8I/AAAAAAAAAyA/gHOkqVexKhw/s72-c/DSC06120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-1903605663411113977</id><published>2008-09-13T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:07:42.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles teacher from mom's day out described Miles as a 30 year old man in 3 year old body. I thought that summed him up pretty well. Miles likes things to be a certain way and he likes following the rules. Most of the time, this makes him an easy child to parent. Miles is also beginning to show his heart more and more. The other day I was showing Miles a magazine from world vision. One of my convictions, as a parent, is teach Miles compassion for people that are less fortunate. In a world that is full of materialism, that is not an easy task. Anyhow, I was explaining to him that the girl in the magazine did not have a house, clothes, or toys. It had all been destroyed in the earthquake. When I finished he said mommy can we give her something. We have so many moments in a day with our children that are spent giving direction or discipling. I have been trying to stop and take note of the work God is beginning in Miles heart and  praying for it continue. One more story to share........Miles gets tickets for a reward system at home. The other day I was giving him a ticket and he said mommy I already have so many. Why don't you save that one for yourself. You're a good mommy. My sweet boy. He talks non-stop so sometimes we tend to block out all the talking or we're just overwhelmed by the constant chatter. I have discovered that his constant talking is where we receive some of our sweetest moments with him as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvp1iWjR9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/DQxLvT3buts/s1600-h/DSC05945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvp1iWjR9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/DQxLvT3buts/s320/DSC05945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245543296966805458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvptMKKNxI/AAAAAAAAAw8/8QROTlq7B8g/s1600-h/DSC05964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvptMKKNxI/AAAAAAAAAw8/8QROTlq7B8g/s320/DSC05964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245543153570297618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvo-lH9deI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Po_a8dOXRtQ/s1600-h/DSC05965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvo-lH9deI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Po_a8dOXRtQ/s320/DSC05965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245542352818107874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although Gavin is smiling in this photo, do not be deceived. He was so fussy after the park at the restaurant I had to take my food to go. To his defense when we got home I realized he was funning a fever. I guess when he slept until almost ten that morning it should have been my first clue to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvozi7dOrI/AAAAAAAAAws/DnVkCnB-Ix4/s1600-h/DSC05970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvozi7dOrI/AAAAAAAAAws/DnVkCnB-Ix4/s320/DSC05970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245542163250231986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvmo8IKSII/AAAAAAAAAwk/BQGf_1bywuQ/s1600-h/DSC05972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvmo8IKSII/AAAAAAAAAwk/BQGf_1bywuQ/s320/DSC05972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245539782012586114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They look like they're almost the same size in this photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvme4UxRuI/AAAAAAAAAwc/biVSopmgPFg/s1600-h/DSC05974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvme4UxRuI/AAAAAAAAAwc/biVSopmgPFg/s320/DSC05974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245539609193039586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-1903605663411113977?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/1903605663411113977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=1903605663411113977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1903605663411113977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1903605663411113977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/09/miles-teacher-from-moms-day-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SMvp1iWjR9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/DQxLvT3buts/s72-c/DSC05945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-6255114963165702603</id><published>2008-08-30T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:58:19.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing too exciting to share or new right now. We did experience our first tropical storm since moving to Fort Myers. Of course, it was basically just rain and wind.  I'm definitely paying more attention to the forecast these days. The boys both started mom's day out last week and I've spent my time scrapbooking at home. It feels great to feel like I can finish a project. Gavin's one year album is almost finished!! Below are photos of some of the boys adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl51qBihJI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_2q6I5SZr_A/s1600-h/DSC05816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl51qBihJI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_2q6I5SZr_A/s320/DSC05816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240353604143056018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy took the boys to the park by himself. As if that's not impressive enough he even took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl5wOzwdfI/AAAAAAAAAwM/vnGZPIEfDc8/s1600-h/DSC05846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl5wOzwdfI/AAAAAAAAAwM/vnGZPIEfDc8/s320/DSC05846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240353510938146290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl5nunTuwI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kmm9yhErj08/s1600-h/DSC05819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl5nunTuwI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kmm9yhErj08/s320/DSC05819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240353364857043714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl5LUbAqpI/AAAAAAAAAv8/mHT_WCUGYpE/s1600-h/DSC05873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl5LUbAqpI/AAAAAAAAAv8/mHT_WCUGYpE/s320/DSC05873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240352876789803666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles new favorite thing is superheros. He's been telling me since January that he wants a spiderman birthday party. This is him being superman with his "cape". He wants to be superman for Halloween as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl4h6ZRErI/AAAAAAAAAv0/JIPa33VFu7s/s1600-h/DSC05880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl4h6ZRErI/AAAAAAAAAv0/JIPa33VFu7s/s320/DSC05880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240352165428531890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin's been caught. He is up to mischief........again. I can't turn my back on him for very long. He is likely to be found standing in the middle of table or getting into just about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl4Njnr76I/AAAAAAAAAvs/qVq6V3Iq7I8/s1600-h/DSC05886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl4Njnr76I/AAAAAAAAAvs/qVq6V3Iq7I8/s320/DSC05886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240351815717613474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin sitting on the couch still cracks me up. He loves being such a big boy. As for me, he's growing up a little too fast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl3vQdeyeI/AAAAAAAAAvk/2S4JxmdBoTE/s1600-h/DSC05896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl3vQdeyeI/AAAAAAAAAvk/2S4JxmdBoTE/s320/DSC05896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240351295178459618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A day in the park.......well more like half an hour. The kids had fun, but they are so hot natured. It was first thing in the morning and after only a few minutes they were both sweaty and ready to leave. We are ready for some cooler weather. The heat index has been right at 100 this week. Temperatures in the 90's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl3WQZlhoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/dWiWi7e02RU/s1600-h/DSC05910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl3WQZlhoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/dWiWi7e02RU/s320/DSC05910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240350865665394306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl3Bs1azeI/AAAAAAAAAvU/0leI9bsWT84/s1600-h/DSC05920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl3Bs1azeI/AAAAAAAAAvU/0leI9bsWT84/s320/DSC05920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240350512521072098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin's favorite toy right now is a ball. He can spot them from a mile away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl27EaxKnI/AAAAAAAAAvM/TCockQhoW7g/s1600-h/DSC05930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl27EaxKnI/AAAAAAAAAvM/TCockQhoW7g/s320/DSC05930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240350398592658034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-6255114963165702603?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/6255114963165702603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=6255114963165702603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6255114963165702603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6255114963165702603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-too-exciting-to-share-or-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SLl51qBihJI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_2q6I5SZr_A/s72-c/DSC05816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-408688977917624312</id><published>2008-08-13T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T11:51:57.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to put some new photos up of the boys because Gavin's finally has his much needed hair cut. Gavin's also learned two new words and he has graduated from using his pacifier all the time to only getting it in his crib. I thought it would be a really tough process, but it hasn't been bad at all. Gavin and Mile's both start mother's morning out next week. They will go once a week. I'm looking forward to having a little time to myself each week. I love my kids, but I also love a little down time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite past times is reading. I say past time because I hardly do it anymore. Last week I read the Shack though. It's a really good book. It kind of deep, but definitely  worth the read. I would recommend it if you're looking for a good book.  I also read Redeeming Love. It was great. Anyhow, that is the main reason I quit reading. I get so involved and engrossed in my books I don't get anything else done.  I read two books in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always I want to share a funny story from Miles. He continually asks for a sister. His friend Drew's family just had another baby so this just adds to his desire for us to "get a baby". Miles said mommy I want a sister. I always tell him to pray about it. He said, but if we get a sister I don't know if we'll like her. He said well if we don't like her we can just give her to someone else. Oh the mind of a three year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNX79jBlHI/AAAAAAAAAvE/3IMKyrd2On0/s1600-h/DSC05676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNX79jBlHI/AAAAAAAAAvE/3IMKyrd2On0/s320/DSC05676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234123879580013682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Gavin before his hair cut. Poor kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNX16jY0CI/AAAAAAAAAu8/iO3aZMfU1jY/s1600-h/DSC05675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNX16jY0CI/AAAAAAAAAu8/iO3aZMfU1jY/s320/DSC05675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234123775697014818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Gavin's friend Tessa. I couldn't get them to sit still long enough to get them in the same photo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNXimfqKII/AAAAAAAAAu0/UrziEEHpFo0/s1600-h/DSC05680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNXimfqKII/AAAAAAAAAu0/UrziEEHpFo0/s320/DSC05680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234123443895150722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNW9G1N4EI/AAAAAAAAAus/pTPyr9VG_b4/s1600-h/DSC05694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNW9G1N4EI/AAAAAAAAAus/pTPyr9VG_b4/s320/DSC05694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234122799740477506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much better. Gavin's sporting his new haircut. It won't last long. Gavin's hair grows so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNWxqZRKuI/AAAAAAAAAuk/dYPS14F6NB0/s1600-h/DSC05698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNWxqZRKuI/AAAAAAAAAuk/dYPS14F6NB0/s320/DSC05698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234122603128498914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles looks thoughtful or something in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNWjzzLI-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/fSBCvWDcVwg/s1600-h/DSC05706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNWjzzLI-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/fSBCvWDcVwg/s320/DSC05706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234122365134906338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin enjoys playing beside the pool more than playing in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNVjMGa3CI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ude6fNqnSOA/s1600-h/DSC05739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNVjMGa3CI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ude6fNqnSOA/s320/DSC05739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234121254966582306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Mile's debut picture for a hair commercial. He looks like he's really enjoying the water. How funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNUv3YBrhI/AAAAAAAAAuM/vlKvlid64RM/s1600-h/DSC05740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNUv3YBrhI/AAAAAAAAAuM/vlKvlid64RM/s320/DSC05740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234120373229956626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is so hot out we can't do much outside unless we're in the water!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNUombqh4I/AAAAAAAAAuE/3aW_SGTOm6E/s1600-h/DSC05772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNUombqh4I/AAAAAAAAAuE/3aW_SGTOm6E/s320/DSC05772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234120248422729602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-408688977917624312?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/408688977917624312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=408688977917624312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/408688977917624312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/408688977917624312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wanted-to-put-some-new-photos-up-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SKNX79jBlHI/AAAAAAAAAvE/3IMKyrd2On0/s72-c/DSC05676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-4592716529564323243</id><published>2008-08-05T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:19:01.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gerald's been a little busier than normal with work which can make me a little stir crazy if I'm not out and about with the kids. So, we've been busy going to the park, pool, playground, shopping, and the beach. My favorite is shopping, but the kids least favorite. It's hard to resist those end of season deals. Especially when you live in year round hot weather!! As always Miles continues to humor us with his comments. At dinner tonight he spilled part of his dinner on his chair. I was reminded him to be careful and he said I'm just a child. Gerald and I got a good laugh at that, but I was reminded how easy it is to forget that very thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi-P0EAkRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/K9AI4NVSAS8/s1600-h/DSC05551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi-P0EAkRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/K9AI4NVSAS8/s320/DSC05551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231140146073604370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin is getting to be such a big boy. He wants to do everything Miles is doing. Here he is sitting at the table like such a big boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi93LgeBzI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Br_Y8--AJ7A/s1600-h/DSC05567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi93LgeBzI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Br_Y8--AJ7A/s320/DSC05567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231139722870261554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is not working!! Gavin can put on the tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi9GC23K5I/AAAAAAAAAts/kdh1peE2kOI/s1600-h/DSC05575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi9GC23K5I/AAAAAAAAAts/kdh1peE2kOI/s320/DSC05575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231138878734674834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin playing at an indoor play center called Kidzone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi80g0J04I/AAAAAAAAAtk/5zYmMnSoAqA/s1600-h/DSC05578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi80g0J04I/AAAAAAAAAtk/5zYmMnSoAqA/s320/DSC05578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231138577538732930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi8pMMf6FI/AAAAAAAAAtc/voED2SwrQYQ/s1600-h/DSC05595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi8pMMf6FI/AAAAAAAAAtc/voED2SwrQYQ/s320/DSC05595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231138383025137746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Miles with his friend Sidney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi8XVyM08I/AAAAAAAAAtU/uiB5QXHDgFo/s1600-h/DSC05604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi8XVyM08I/AAAAAAAAAtU/uiB5QXHDgFo/s320/DSC05604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231138076361544642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gerald and I celebrated 7 years of marriage this week. We went to P.F. Chang's and shopping on our date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi8MztT8AI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6iY4EbO2i60/s1600-h/DSC05613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi8MztT8AI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6iY4EbO2i60/s320/DSC05613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231137895415541762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will someone please cut my hair???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi5t2KK47I/AAAAAAAAAs0/kIecPKELeqc/s1600-h/DSC05638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi5t2KK47I/AAAAAAAAAs0/kIecPKELeqc/s320/DSC05638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231135164474254258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a break. It's hot out here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi5lcwiGgI/AAAAAAAAAss/O-SkmUINQQ4/s1600-h/DSC05642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi5lcwiGgI/AAAAAAAAAss/O-SkmUINQQ4/s320/DSC05642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231135020216883714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi5LdTRSfI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YTY8PytWTfw/s1600-h/DSC05660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi5LdTRSfI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YTY8PytWTfw/s320/DSC05660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231134573685983730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-4592716529564323243?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/4592716529564323243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=4592716529564323243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4592716529564323243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4592716529564323243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/08/geralds-been-little-busier-than-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SJi-P0EAkRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/K9AI4NVSAS8/s72-c/DSC05551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-2802351981556597661</id><published>2008-07-24T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:13:46.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to go to Tampa to pick up our van so we took the boys to the Florida Aquarium. We made it home safely!! I'm glad to be home and to know we don't have to do any driving for a while. We were suppose to be going to GA tomorrow, but after all our mishaps we've decided to stay home. Miles had his first sleepover this past week. The boys did great. I anticipated having to tell the boys multiple times to be quiet when it was time for bed. They never made a sound when the lights went out. I guess they were just so excited that they wore themselves out. I can't believe Miles is old enough to have a sleep over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles continues to say funny things. We  got home from church last night and he said two kids from church wanted to come over and play with him, but he handled that. I said what do you mean you handled that. He said I told them only one friend at a time.  Yesterday Miles was asking me a million questions. This is really not unusual behavior for him. Anyhow, I asked him why he was asking me so many questions. He replied mom everyone is different. God made me different just the way I am. I trying to teach him the differences between people with handicaps and what not. Somehow, he turns my teaching lessons around. How do they get so smart at 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjfmkL3JoI/AAAAAAAAAsM/w156ZFOVLFg/s1600-h/DSC05461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjfmkL3JoI/AAAAAAAAAsM/w156ZFOVLFg/s320/DSC05461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226673221204911746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIje1ct8XFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/SCslc1BuTXA/s1600-h/DSC05463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIje1ct8XFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/SCslc1BuTXA/s320/DSC05463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226672377386785874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjeXszDckI/AAAAAAAAAr0/8lNt-2yqeAo/s1600-h/DSC05455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjeXszDckI/AAAAAAAAAr0/8lNt-2yqeAo/s320/DSC05455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226671866307113538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Puzzle time. All the boys were working on puzzles and Gavin is proud. Can you tell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjdu57Td3I/AAAAAAAAArs/OOfeOyDt_uE/s1600-h/DSC05451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjdu57Td3I/AAAAAAAAArs/OOfeOyDt_uE/s320/DSC05451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226671165456742258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjdeDiAjtI/AAAAAAAAArk/M9jifpUwNQM/s1600-h/DSC05446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjdeDiAjtI/AAAAAAAAArk/M9jifpUwNQM/s320/DSC05446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226670875977223890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles first sleepover with his friend Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjdBjYlmpI/AAAAAAAAArc/Mf-yXdvTlW4/s1600-h/DSC05437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjdBjYlmpI/AAAAAAAAArc/Mf-yXdvTlW4/s320/DSC05437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226670386311436946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjcgWSdZnI/AAAAAAAAArU/U1srFL0HTWg/s1600-h/DSC05444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjcgWSdZnI/AAAAAAAAArU/U1srFL0HTWg/s320/DSC05444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226669815860389490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjb8M6QNwI/AAAAAAAAArM/0dOr3F1yGJI/s1600-h/DSC05429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjb8M6QNwI/AAAAAAAAArM/0dOr3F1yGJI/s320/DSC05429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226669194867652354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjbvy6bUYI/AAAAAAAAArE/8SY8lDxgwrg/s1600-h/DSC05473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjbvy6bUYI/AAAAAAAAArE/8SY8lDxgwrg/s320/DSC05473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226668981730627970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjbb0d1IcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/DteYJbRdTO0/s1600-h/DSC05482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjbb0d1IcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/DteYJbRdTO0/s320/DSC05482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226668638550172098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin enjoyed looking at fish, but it was his nap time so we couldn't really get him to cooperate with picture taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjbHGsrHEI/AAAAAAAAAq0/rd74ISlDNEc/s1600-h/DSC05492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjbHGsrHEI/AAAAAAAAAq0/rd74ISlDNEc/s320/DSC05492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226668282667015234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjazJSIYXI/AAAAAAAAAqs/J3flvUC2sJA/s1600-h/DSC05520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjazJSIYXI/AAAAAAAAAqs/J3flvUC2sJA/s320/DSC05520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226667939763609970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried to get both boys in here to take a picture, but Gavin won't sit still!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-2802351981556597661?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/2802351981556597661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=2802351981556597661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2802351981556597661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2802351981556597661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIjfmkL3JoI/AAAAAAAAAsM/w156ZFOVLFg/s72-c/DSC05461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3590771959411019430</id><published>2008-07-20T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:35:54.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We made it!!</title><content type='html'>We spent the past week at McGregor's Children's Camp. Let's just same I'm glad we're home. The camp, in and of itself, was fun. The things that happened surrounding the camp, not so fun. I will begin by saying we got a blow out on I-75 going about 70mph or so. Gerald handled the van so well and got us safely off the road. Then the fun began. It took about an hour or more to get the tire changed. It was blazing hot and I had the boys on the side of the road. About ten police cars drove by and nobody stopped. A tow truck stopped and helped Gerald get the spare off. Apparently someone thought it was a good idea to put spare tires under cars. Anyhow, the blow out tore up  our bumper and the panel behind the tire. Luckily our insurance covers the ordeal minus our deductible. Well, we made it to the rental place and we got a rental car for the week. Then the next day the rental car had a flat. I'm not joking. At this point you just have to laugh or else you'll say or doing something you shouldn't! So, we got that changed and got another rental car. We made it safely through the rest of the week. As we were packing our car to leave camp Gavin fell out of his stroller and bit his tongue. Blood was just gushing out of his mouth. I didn't know if he had broken a tooth or what. We had a nurse on campus and she checked him out. Even though it was traumatic for him they don't do anything for the tongue and it heals quickly so the poor little guy. I just gave him some Tylenol and we were on our way. Needless to say, we're glad to be home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all the drama of the week, it was a good week. Gavin added Amen to his vocabulary. Miles loved being at camp and seeing his Daddy sing. Gavin and Miles are increasingly becoming better playmates. You will see from some of the photos below. It is so much fun. I pray they will be close as they grow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPHVHS-W1I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Rbfz3-dtvD4/s1600-h/DSC05398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPHVHS-W1I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Rbfz3-dtvD4/s320/DSC05398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225239158229719890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys napped together at camp. I couldn't resist taking this picture even though I was afraid I was going to wake the boys up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPHME5fzjI/AAAAAAAAAqc/BkX_im9veNE/s1600-h/DSC05382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPHME5fzjI/AAAAAAAAAqc/BkX_im9veNE/s320/DSC05382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225239002967166514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPG562bvhI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IWUpqSNhpMs/s1600-h/DSC05369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPG562bvhI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IWUpqSNhpMs/s320/DSC05369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225238691032317458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with Daddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPGb42SbwI/AAAAAAAAAqM/pD0o9M8uEO4/s1600-h/DSC05379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPGb42SbwI/AAAAAAAAAqM/pD0o9M8uEO4/s320/DSC05379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225238175098760962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPAE4UO-mI/AAAAAAAAAqE/sjMUjcVF5oQ/s1600-h/DSC05414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPAE4UO-mI/AAAAAAAAAqE/sjMUjcVF5oQ/s320/DSC05414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225231182749170274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin is playing in the cabinets! I often call him my little rascal because he is into everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIO_tcC1NlI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Y_KMPDcg9m4/s1600-h/DSC05420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIO_tcC1NlI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Y_KMPDcg9m4/s320/DSC05420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225230780022994514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIO_WuuzKpI/AAAAAAAAAp0/4YIGF-QBJGA/s1600-h/DSC05361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIO_WuuzKpI/AAAAAAAAAp0/4YIGF-QBJGA/s320/DSC05361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225230389902256786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIO_FEP6-DI/AAAAAAAAAps/p7efWSU4iTU/s1600-h/DSC05346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIO_FEP6-DI/AAAAAAAAAps/p7efWSU4iTU/s320/DSC05346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225230086440679474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys were taking turns pushing each other on the truck. Love these moments!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3590771959411019430?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3590771959411019430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3590771959411019430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3590771959411019430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3590771959411019430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-made-it.html' title='We made it!!'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SIPHVHS-W1I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Rbfz3-dtvD4/s72-c/DSC05398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-5542724082484365876</id><published>2008-07-10T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:34:47.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to GA</title><content type='html'>Wow two updates in one week. Don't get to use to it!! As promised here are the photos from our trip home. We spent the week with my mom and my sister flew in for a few days as well. Miles loves going to my mom's. We went to a Wild Animal Safari Park at Pine Mountain. If you get the chance check it out. It was a lot of fun. We rode on a bus that took us around to feed the animals. The kids loved it. I was able to spend a lot of time with some close friends which is always such a blessing. We leave Monday for Tampa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZs6W_FeZI/AAAAAAAAApk/vta8wm4JykQ/s1600-h/DSC05303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZs6W_FeZI/AAAAAAAAApk/vta8wm4JykQ/s320/DSC05303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221480567841061266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peek a boo. These next few photos are down by the lake at my mom's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZsnCTo5EI/AAAAAAAAApc/5fzi10G56qY/s1600-h/DSC05335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZsnCTo5EI/AAAAAAAAApc/5fzi10G56qY/s320/DSC05335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221480235872609346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles and Gavin are playing together a lot more these days. Gavin's also learning how to annoy Miles. I guess that is just part of being brothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZsc_bgZPI/AAAAAAAAApU/BIoVyAN83ks/s1600-h/DSC05310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZsc_bgZPI/AAAAAAAAApU/BIoVyAN83ks/s320/DSC05310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221480063301608690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The annoyance really works both ways. Miles can dish it out as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZsS0rmRRI/AAAAAAAAApM/plPoHZYRi8U/s1600-h/DSC05299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZsS0rmRRI/AAAAAAAAApM/plPoHZYRi8U/s320/DSC05299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221479888617620754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZsJn5_F1I/AAAAAAAAApE/Dlp1uYEiR_Y/s1600-h/DSC05234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZsJn5_F1I/AAAAAAAAApE/Dlp1uYEiR_Y/s320/DSC05234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221479730569484114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kimberly and I got to hang out while the kids played. We miss the Hartzog Family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZr8yVtrKI/AAAAAAAAAo8/fHOKHvBiMZA/s1600-h/DSC05216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZr8yVtrKI/AAAAAAAAAo8/fHOKHvBiMZA/s320/DSC05216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221479510031838370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles and Ethan playing together at the Hartzog's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrzJRKPvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/5gp6-_1hSrs/s1600-h/DSC05193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrzJRKPvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/5gp6-_1hSrs/s320/DSC05193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221479344388062962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrmMnxJNI/AAAAAAAAAos/YY11iQ-5D3I/s1600-h/DSC05188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrmMnxJNI/AAAAAAAAAos/YY11iQ-5D3I/s320/DSC05188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221479121949893842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do it again and again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrfsFNUeI/AAAAAAAAAok/LvMYb8gX1x0/s1600-h/DSC05178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrfsFNUeI/AAAAAAAAAok/LvMYb8gX1x0/s320/DSC05178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221479010135790050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is that? I love how everything is so new and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrZmFxizI/AAAAAAAAAoc/HcrlGyN8e-Q/s1600-h/DSC05166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrZmFxizI/AAAAAAAAAoc/HcrlGyN8e-Q/s320/DSC05166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221478905448336178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrP5dnt1I/AAAAAAAAAoU/KTFdKzZEhdQ/s1600-h/DSC05152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrP5dnt1I/AAAAAAAAAoU/KTFdKzZEhdQ/s320/DSC05152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221478738849937234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking it all in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrEedX10I/AAAAAAAAAoM/BjNlUvFA3iY/s1600-h/DSC05142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZrEedX10I/AAAAAAAAAoM/BjNlUvFA3iY/s320/DSC05142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221478542622578498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles and Grammy feeding the animals at the Wild Animal Safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZqoiGjx4I/AAAAAAAAAoE/s5wSL7pjBKM/s1600-h/DSC05120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZqoiGjx4I/AAAAAAAAAoE/s5wSL7pjBKM/s320/DSC05120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221478062564296578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin with his Aunt Carla at the Wild Animal Safari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-5542724082484365876?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/5542724082484365876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=5542724082484365876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5542724082484365876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5542724082484365876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/07/trip-to-ga.html' title='Trip to GA'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHZs6W_FeZI/AAAAAAAAApk/vta8wm4JykQ/s72-c/DSC05303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-4784395110632696315</id><published>2008-07-07T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:29:29.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home............for now</title><content type='html'>We just got back from being out of town for two weeks. We leave again in a week to go to Tampa. We will come back for a week then we will head to GA again. Another crazy and fun summer.  Gerald had a camp in Panama City, FL two weeks ago. We went with him and my mom came with us to help me with the kids. We had a lot of fun. We love going to do this camp each year. The youth pastor and his wife are two of our favorite people. We only get to see them about twice a year so we always look forward to time with them. Gavin said four new words while we were gone. He is a busy little guy. You will see from the photos below a little about our trip. Miles is always cracking us up with the things he says. Recently he has decided that he likes to be called pastor. He says his name is Miles Pastor Jackson Malloy. He says he wants to be a pastor when he grows up. A pastor that plays the guitar and drums that is. I will update our trip to GA in a few days. I had to many photos to share at once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJsGGPTb-I/AAAAAAAAAn8/Y3GyyAPMPjM/s1600-h/DSC05071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJsGGPTb-I/AAAAAAAAAn8/Y3GyyAPMPjM/s320/DSC05071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220353770085642210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJr5R7q4fI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zSj0WO2OGXg/s1600-h/DSC05111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJr5R7q4fI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zSj0WO2OGXg/s320/DSC05111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220353549886218738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJrbR7Ws0I/AAAAAAAAAns/lN9hCK7ZDJg/s1600-h/DSC05104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJrbR7Ws0I/AAAAAAAAAns/lN9hCK7ZDJg/s320/DSC05104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220353034488820546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one tired and grumpy boy. We were at this cheesy place in Panama City called Gulf World. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJqzJzP2BI/AAAAAAAAAnk/l29YTc14wIw/s1600-h/DSC05106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJqzJzP2BI/AAAAAAAAAnk/l29YTc14wIw/s320/DSC05106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220352345112565778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Miles after mom got him to smile. I could have just put this one up, but this wasn't really how our day was going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJp9o8OO6I/AAAAAAAAAnc/peh0EE-wPJw/s1600-h/DSC05090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJp9o8OO6I/AAAAAAAAAnc/peh0EE-wPJw/s320/DSC05090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220351425758772130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We don't get to spend as much time with my mom as I would like and Gavin has been going through a clingy stage with me prior to our trip. I wasn't sure how he would be with my mom, but he bonded with her immediately. In fact, by the end of our trip he was preferring her over me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJpmJJvFEI/AAAAAAAAAnU/dFs_t5GRXkY/s1600-h/DSC05075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJpmJJvFEI/AAAAAAAAAnU/dFs_t5GRXkY/s320/DSC05075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220351022088524866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I added this photo because I couldn't resist the "happy couple" in the background. Too funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJojYC2rSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/C_JVyN7BPo4/s1600-h/DSC05116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJojYC2rSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/C_JVyN7BPo4/s320/DSC05116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220349875034959138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJnccCr1FI/AAAAAAAAAnE/alYPR648My0/s1600-h/DSC05026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJnccCr1FI/AAAAAAAAAnE/alYPR648My0/s320/DSC05026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220348656337278034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin is buried in the sand and not bothered a bit by it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJnXM3kkfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/UGWg5WqCCFs/s1600-h/DSC05052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJnXM3kkfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/UGWg5WqCCFs/s320/DSC05052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220348566364787186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJnOt4Pb9I/AAAAAAAAAm0/4BANy9HJ_8o/s1600-h/DSC05040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJnOt4Pb9I/AAAAAAAAAm0/4BANy9HJ_8o/s320/DSC05040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220348420607143890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJnGCToRUI/AAAAAAAAAms/UG3bJfg8Bgg/s1600-h/DSC05062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJnGCToRUI/AAAAAAAAAms/UG3bJfg8Bgg/s320/DSC05062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220348271471904066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-4784395110632696315?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/4784395110632696315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=4784395110632696315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4784395110632696315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4784395110632696315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/07/homefor-now.html' title='Home............for now'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SHJsGGPTb-I/AAAAAAAAAn8/Y3GyyAPMPjM/s72-c/DSC05071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-1532686819532711129</id><published>2008-06-03T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:07:09.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been promising this blog for weeks. Tomorrow we will have officially been in our house for two weeks. We love our new home. We're having so much fun decorating it. We're still in process with that. I'm sure it will take a while and really it's a never ending process.  We've already enjoyed hosting many of our friends and our Sunday School Class. We feel like this house is a gift from God and we plan on using it as much as possible. We are so grateful for the blessings God has sent our way with this home and all that has already come with it. Below are a few photos of the house and of the kids. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEawzKOefiI/AAAAAAAAAl8/pEOBjoEpHCk/s1600-h/DSC04916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEawzKOefiI/AAAAAAAAAl8/pEOBjoEpHCk/s320/DSC04916.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208044412065447458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the front entrance in our house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEawBNAE8EI/AAAAAAAAAl0/J_MZM4E6ZYk/s1600-h/DSC04915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEawBNAE8EI/AAAAAAAAAl0/J_MZM4E6ZYk/s320/DSC04915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208043553816899650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEaskgdEtvI/AAAAAAAAAls/iZ6RYyd0OTA/s1600-h/DSC04914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEaskgdEtvI/AAAAAAAAAls/iZ6RYyd0OTA/s320/DSC04914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208039762287703794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our formal dining room. We love having extra space to host!! What a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEasJB-D5-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/4tRUIj9uSbM/s1600-h/DSC04925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEasJB-D5-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/4tRUIj9uSbM/s320/DSC04925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208039290248095714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the kids bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEarkiBWO3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/ByjnfDVJiLQ/s1600-h/DSC04926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEarkiBWO3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/ByjnfDVJiLQ/s320/DSC04926.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208038663196654450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the hall to the kids rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEaiXJuOuSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/dZxOTdCLSfE/s1600-h/DSC04904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEaiXJuOuSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/dZxOTdCLSfE/s320/DSC04904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208028537731070242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooking our first cookies in our new house. From scratch. Usual for me for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEaeo_kNCbI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wBURAx41ykg/s1600-h/DSC04920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEaeo_kNCbI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wBURAx41ykg/s320/DSC04920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208024446195796402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEadIiebCFI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Ai-UtMhkhas/s1600-h/DSC04922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEadIiebCFI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Ai-UtMhkhas/s320/DSC04922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208022789119477842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEacv9GtrNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/w8frmW_fo0I/s1600-h/DSC04907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEacv9GtrNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/w8frmW_fo0I/s320/DSC04907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208022366771064018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWfzcwx80I/AAAAAAAAAk0/Jyg7Zboh6kY/s1600-h/DSC04906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWfzcwx80I/AAAAAAAAAk0/Jyg7Zboh6kY/s320/DSC04906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207744250366784322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Gerald's new 46 inch flat screen TV. It is the highlight of the house for him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWfeYOxJ4I/AAAAAAAAAks/6zAqIeejC3o/s1600-h/DSC04829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWfeYOxJ4I/AAAAAAAAAks/6zAqIeejC3o/s320/DSC04829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207743888373131138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I forgot to post a picture of the back of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWfEaCIMDI/AAAAAAAAAkk/IPzNMVzMYFU/s1600-h/DSC04878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWfEaCIMDI/AAAAAAAAAkk/IPzNMVzMYFU/s320/DSC04878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207743442180386866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a break from the house to go to the beach for day. House stuff is no fun for the kids!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWetUHx9sI/AAAAAAAAAkc/m_J1xnJaM1o/s1600-h/DSC04863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWetUHx9sI/AAAAAAAAAkc/m_J1xnJaM1o/s320/DSC04863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207743045456492226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWbnT81RVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_EEDZq7GMHM/s1600-h/DSC04828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWbnT81RVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_EEDZq7GMHM/s320/DSC04828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207739643796473170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out Gerald's water gun and then take a look at Miles water gun. Enough said, right?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWd0wMzLUI/AAAAAAAAAkU/4pOd33NGF90/s1600-h/DSC04824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWd0wMzLUI/AAAAAAAAAkU/4pOd33NGF90/s320/DSC04824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207742073741192514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWbG0-RJ4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/9x1u4wbt34E/s1600-h/DSC04816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEWbG0-RJ4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/9x1u4wbt34E/s320/DSC04816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207739085725181826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the new yard. Miles is loving learning how to play baseball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-1532686819532711129?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/1532686819532711129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=1532686819532711129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1532686819532711129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1532686819532711129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-been-promising-this-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SEawzKOefiI/AAAAAAAAAl8/pEOBjoEpHCk/s72-c/DSC04916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-8033363383013916140</id><published>2008-05-10T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T18:09:13.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend the pergo floors are going in. Things are coming along. I still feel pretty useless at this point, but Gerald assures me my day is coming! I'm ready to be settled in our new home. We're sill waiting on the carpet so we don't have a move in date yet, but hopefully we will know something at the beginning of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZGb9qxD-I/AAAAAAAAAjs/xklGsxq5EGk/s1600-h/IMG_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZGb9qxD-I/AAAAAAAAAjs/xklGsxq5EGk/s320/IMG_0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198920266070167522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZFjNqxD9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/6Ub15Z8vMyg/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZFjNqxD9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/6Ub15Z8vMyg/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198919291112591314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZEvtqxD8I/AAAAAAAAAjc/4aFF1n_U7bA/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZEvtqxD8I/AAAAAAAAAjc/4aFF1n_U7bA/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198918406349328322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Formal dining room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZELtqxD7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/gzNqpsvAwUo/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZELtqxD7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/gzNqpsvAwUo/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198917787874037682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our master bathroom. The floors were white tile. We replaced them and painted the bathroom a dark chocolate color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZCMtqxD6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-5I2Q4v9a00/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZCMtqxD6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-5I2Q4v9a00/s320/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198915606030651298" /&gt;&lt;/a &gt;This is the master bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCY-BdqxD5I/AAAAAAAAAjE/Ar8V4p45oU0/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCY-BdqxD5I/AAAAAAAAAjE/Ar8V4p45oU0/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198911014710611858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCY86dqxD4I/AAAAAAAAAi8/7bX8KcLRwUM/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCY86dqxD4I/AAAAAAAAAi8/7bX8KcLRwUM/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198909794939899778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Miles room. The boys rooms are identical. It was hard to pick a color for Gavin's room because he's no longer a baby. I'm having a hard time admitting that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCY8HtqxD3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/ll-rNI5ipZQ/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCY8HtqxD3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/ll-rNI5ipZQ/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198908923061538674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles brought his tools to the house to "help" Daddy. As for the socks with the crocks, sometimes it's just not worth convincing a three old about fashion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-8033363383013916140?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/8033363383013916140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=8033363383013916140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8033363383013916140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8033363383013916140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-weekend-pergo-floors-are-going-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCZGb9qxD-I/AAAAAAAAAjs/xklGsxq5EGk/s72-c/IMG_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-4406064276067910100</id><published>2008-05-08T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T06:42:26.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The house is coming along great. The inside will be completely painted today and the tile in the bathrooms will be finished. Gerald will start laying the pergo floors in the formal dining room, kitchen, and the eat in kitchen today. The goal is to finish that this weekend. The carpet goes in next week. We don't have an exact date yet, but once that is done we are ready to move in. Our appliances come in on Tuesday. I posted a few photos. It's kind of hard to tell from the pictures, but I hope to get some more to post today. It's looking great. I feel like we are gutting the house and redoing it. We're putting in all new floors, painting, new appliances, blinds, adding knobs to the cabinets, new facets, door handles, fans.......it will seem like a new house when we're finished. It's turning out so great that we feel like it must be someone else's house. The Lord has blessed us more than we could have asked or hoped for in this house. He is so good to us!! Now we're just ready to live in it. We're so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCMBFGSVxQI/AAAAAAAAAis/UZfKbz2TPUA/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCMBFGSVxQI/AAAAAAAAAis/UZfKbz2TPUA/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197999582014194946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is looking into the master bedroom. Off the master is a sitting room. We will probably use it as a play room so toys will no longer overrun our living room!! We will keep the french doors closed and hang a curtain so we don't have to look at the toys. At least that is the plan for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCL__GSVxPI/AAAAAAAAAik/jLGBHiA21XI/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCL__GSVxPI/AAAAAAAAAik/jLGBHiA21XI/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197998379423352050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a photo of the formal dining room. It has already been painted. The color looks a little different in person. The formal living and dining room are the first rooms in the house. We are replacing the carpet with pergo in the dining area and carpet in the formal living room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCL_Q2SVxOI/AAAAAAAAAic/QNdgDBgZggM/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCL_Q2SVxOI/AAAAAAAAAic/QNdgDBgZggM/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197997584854402274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This photo is of the eat in kitchen. We will be putting pergo floors in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCL8nWSVxNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_Q8EQg2FUbI/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCL8nWSVxNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_Q8EQg2FUbI/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197994672866575570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This photo is of our kitchen. The tile floor had already been torn out. We're replacing the floors with pergo. Gerald will be starting that today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-4406064276067910100?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/4406064276067910100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=4406064276067910100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4406064276067910100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4406064276067910100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/05/house-is-coming-along-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SCMBFGSVxQI/AAAAAAAAAis/UZfKbz2TPUA/s72-c/IMG_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-8747283124132643513</id><published>2008-04-15T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T11:56:47.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Boys</title><content type='html'>We have been busy getting things together for our new house. We're going to lay all new floors and paint before we move in. We're really excited about our new adventure. We've been running all over town trying to find the best deals. Yesterday we bought all new appliances to be installed after we move in. The one's that are in there now are very basic. Anyhow, we close on May the 2nd. In the meantime, before things get too crazy, I have been trying to take the boys out to play. Below are some photos from our last few trips to Lakes Park. You will notice jackets in some of the photos. It was actually cool enough for coats today. After today we can probably put them away until next October(if we are lucky). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT49YBYLJI/AAAAAAAAAiM/e_5VBZFkUM8/s1600-h/DSC04674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT49YBYLJI/AAAAAAAAAiM/e_5VBZFkUM8/s320/DSC04674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189546403941592210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT4jYBYLII/AAAAAAAAAiE/OklqbOnjz9M/s1600-h/DSC04672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT4jYBYLII/AAAAAAAAAiE/OklqbOnjz9M/s320/DSC04672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189545957264993410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT3oIBYLHI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8MOlcxK_r9M/s1600-h/DSC04662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT3oIBYLHI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8MOlcxK_r9M/s320/DSC04662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189544939357744242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT3EoBYLGI/AAAAAAAAAh0/KsHK_UnHe1g/s1600-h/DSC04656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT3EoBYLGI/AAAAAAAAAh0/KsHK_UnHe1g/s320/DSC04656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189544329472388194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles and Drew riding their bikes at Lakes Park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT2TYBYLFI/AAAAAAAAAhs/xRrw02-EoMk/s1600-h/DSC04650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT2TYBYLFI/AAAAAAAAAhs/xRrw02-EoMk/s320/DSC04650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189543483363830866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT1hoBYLEI/AAAAAAAAAhk/NKfRH07emxU/s1600-h/DSC04624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT1hoBYLEI/AAAAAAAAAhk/NKfRH07emxU/s320/DSC04624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189542628665338946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT1H4BYLDI/AAAAAAAAAhc/44aAcWlIH44/s1600-h/DSC04599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT1H4BYLDI/AAAAAAAAAhc/44aAcWlIH44/s320/DSC04599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189542186283707442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT0YoBYLCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/GAQnOpa2iY8/s1600-h/DSC04568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT0YoBYLCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/GAQnOpa2iY8/s320/DSC04568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189541374534888482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-8747283124132643513?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/8747283124132643513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=8747283124132643513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8747283124132643513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8747283124132643513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy-boys.html' title='Busy Boys'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/SAT49YBYLJI/AAAAAAAAAiM/e_5VBZFkUM8/s72-c/DSC04674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3574154297360802700</id><published>2008-04-11T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:18:16.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Number Three</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not pregnant. Number three is referring to how many times I have had the flu this year. I'm recovering from my third flu. I'm so tired of being sick. Now Gavin is running a fever. Hopefully this will be the end of sickness for a long while!! I am way behind on updating the blog! We are currently in the process of buying a house. We were blessed to find a foreclosed home and we should close at the end of this month. We have been busy picking out carpet, paint, furniture, and all other kinds of things. It is foreclosed so it needs a little care, but nothing major. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was in here tying this Miles is in his room playing. I love the moments when he gets consumed in his play. To be honest it really isn't that often. Anyway, while he was in there I heard him praying and he said "Dear Jesus you are awesome. You are good. Thank for always coming through. Thank you for my mommy. Amen". It's so fun to hear them pray when your not in there directing it. Sometimes I don't know where he comes up with things. The other day he was talking really loud. By the way, he always talks really loud and Gerald asked him why he was talking so loud. Miles said "because it is the way I am made". What can you say to that??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3574154297360802700?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3574154297360802700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3574154297360802700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3574154297360802700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3574154297360802700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/04/number-three.html' title='Number Three'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-5339184829087222814</id><published>2008-03-24T10:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:09:08.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun</title><content type='html'>We had a busy weekend. I took Miles to his first movie in the movie theater. He saw "Horton Hears a Who"! He enjoyed it and the movie was cute. Saturday we decided to take Miles to an easter egg at the Calusa Nature Center. You had to pay to get in so we thought it would be a great easter egg hunt. Miles was so excited. They advertised carnival games, a bounce house, and easter egg hunts every half hour. The games were so bad. One of the games required you to pick a duck from a little pool and that was how many tickets you got for a prize. Seriously, we could have come up with that type of games at the house. Anyhow, then we went for the easter egg hunt. Miles got one egg. No joke. They didn't have it divided by age group so of course the older kids were faster and better at hunting. Miles was about to cry when it was over. Honestly I was ready to cry myself. He had been so excited about it all week. Lesson to self, do own easter egg hunt next year!! The people running the place felt bad and gave him five more eggs, but by this time Gerald and I were so mad that we paid money for this that we left. The rest of the weekend went well. We gave the kids their Easter baskets and they loved them. We went to church on Sunday and then went over to Ann Clark's house. She cooks Easter lunch for the pastoral staff at our church. We had a feast! Below are photos of our Easter weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fqbEMQMfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_nyWmG3x1Xk/s1600-h/DSC04469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fqbEMQMfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_nyWmG3x1Xk/s320/DSC04469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181367647015547378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-foYUMQMeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/8-0A7_QzZac/s1600-h/DSC04471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-foYUMQMeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/8-0A7_QzZac/s320/DSC04471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181365400747651554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a photo of Miles getting his one easter egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fn00MQMdI/AAAAAAAAAg8/J4swpo-4OZA/s1600-h/DSC04485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fn00MQMdI/AAAAAAAAAg8/J4swpo-4OZA/s320/DSC04485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181364790862295506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fnO0MQMcI/AAAAAAAAAg0/uNNyHIcgs2M/s1600-h/DSC04503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fnO0MQMcI/AAAAAAAAAg0/uNNyHIcgs2M/s320/DSC04503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181364138027266498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fmokMQMbI/AAAAAAAAAgs/iBLYnVHtXOU/s1600-h/DSC04507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fmokMQMbI/AAAAAAAAAgs/iBLYnVHtXOU/s320/DSC04507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181363480897270194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fmAEMQMaI/AAAAAAAAAgk/v7N-U73kz4Q/s1600-h/DSC04515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fmAEMQMaI/AAAAAAAAAgk/v7N-U73kz4Q/s320/DSC04515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181362785112568226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at what I got, candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-flOEMQMZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/BcGXHBzRPDw/s1600-h/DSC04529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-flOEMQMZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/BcGXHBzRPDw/s320/DSC04529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181361926119109010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fknEMQMYI/AAAAAAAAAgU/3SqgMmhdc1k/s1600-h/DSC04530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fknEMQMYI/AAAAAAAAAgU/3SqgMmhdc1k/s320/DSC04530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181361256104210818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is almost impossible to get both kids looking at the camera without one doing something crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fkDEMQMXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qpP2fLRrrg0/s1600-h/DSC04531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fkDEMQMXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qpP2fLRrrg0/s320/DSC04531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181360637628920178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fjoEMQMWI/AAAAAAAAAgE/C1lD4-iM56E/s1600-h/DSC04544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fjoEMQMWI/AAAAAAAAAgE/C1lD4-iM56E/s320/DSC04544.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181360173772452194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-5339184829087222814?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/5339184829087222814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=5339184829087222814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5339184829087222814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5339184829087222814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R-fqbEMQMfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_nyWmG3x1Xk/s72-c/DSC04469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-707809700431136999</id><published>2008-03-03T16:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:00:06.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Vacation</title><content type='html'>We went to Orlando for a couple of nights. We took our friends Becky and Rob with us. They have two children close to our kids ages. We had a great time. On our way down we went to the zoo in Tampa. Gavin loved the zoo. It was his first trip there. He actually laughed out loud at the funny looking animals. Miles noticed lots of things at the zoo this time. Including the boy parts on the rhinoceros. He asked in a rather loud voice what it was. There was a family standing close by and in our efforts to try and come up with something intelligent to say we took our time answering him. I'm assuming this only increased his curiosity so he kept asking us. Needless to say the family beside us was getting a kick out of the whole thing. Ah, the innocence of children!  Then we headed to Orlando where we hung out for a couple of days. We didn't do the whole Disney thing because of our last experience there. Instead we hung out at our place. The Marriot we stayed at was awesome. It had a great indoor playground, pools, and paddle boats. A family at our church offered a few days to us because they could not stay the whole week. It was nice to relax  and to hang out with our friends. We also went to Hard Rock Cafe, played putt putt, and walked around City Walk. It was a lot of fun. The vacation went surprising well considering we had four toddlers on the trip!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yZFgon2AI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hlox3YTR1A8/s1600-h/DSC04394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yZFgon2AI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hlox3YTR1A8/s320/DSC04394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173678391880570882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our place in Orlando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yYugon1_I/AAAAAAAAAf0/axpTEURZf_A/s1600-h/DSC04380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yYugon1_I/AAAAAAAAAf0/axpTEURZf_A/s320/DSC04380.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173677996743579634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles and his friend Drew. We were waiting to get on the paddle boats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yYjAon1-I/AAAAAAAAAfs/jkhEb104dyo/s1600-h/DSC04345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yYjAon1-I/AAAAAAAAAfs/jkhEb104dyo/s320/DSC04345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173677799175084002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yYXwon19I/AAAAAAAAAfk/ihbYR1gvdU0/s1600-h/DSC04344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yYXwon19I/AAAAAAAAAfk/ihbYR1gvdU0/s320/DSC04344.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173677605901555666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles first putt putt experience. He was getting lessons from dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yX4gon17I/AAAAAAAAAfU/k_xtLnFYTZ4/s1600-h/DSC04331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yX4gon17I/AAAAAAAAAfU/k_xtLnFYTZ4/s320/DSC04331.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173677069030643634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's some of what the "big boys" did on our vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yXowon16I/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZC74SHVkL98/s1600-h/DSC04311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yXowon16I/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZC74SHVkL98/s320/DSC04311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173676798447703970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin is playing in the indoor playground. Unlike his brother, Gavin has no fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yXTgon14I/AAAAAAAAAe8/hnrLsms60oU/s1600-h/DSC04301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yXTgon14I/AAAAAAAAAe8/hnrLsms60oU/s320/DSC04301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173676433375483778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles in the indoor playground at our place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yXDQon13I/AAAAAAAAAe0/Sxcfx52my2U/s1600-h/DSC04288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yXDQon13I/AAAAAAAAAe0/Sxcfx52my2U/s320/DSC04288.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173676154202609522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles is feeding the giraffes with daddy. He was more interested in watching than participating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yW3Aon12I/AAAAAAAAAes/y3bLpGqwsgA/s1600-h/DSC04280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yW3Aon12I/AAAAAAAAAes/y3bLpGqwsgA/s320/DSC04280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173675943749212002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin checking out the animals at the zoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-707809700431136999?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/707809700431136999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=707809700431136999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/707809700431136999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/707809700431136999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/03/mini-vacation.html' title='Mini Vacation'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8yZFgon2AI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hlox3YTR1A8/s72-c/DSC04394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-4471742488418508450</id><published>2008-02-24T12:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T12:28:17.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>One thing that makes me extremely happy is family photos.  I love to have pictures of my kids. They are only little once and I want to memorize every little expression and phase. As bad as my memory is I know that as much as I want to remember I will forget. My solution to this problem is to take pictures. Pictures jog your memory. So, we spend a good amount of time taking pictures. I couldn't decide which one's to put on here so I included a lot of them. These are Gavin's one year and Miles 3 year photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HSm5XnCoI/AAAAAAAAAec/Vzaob0H7Dq0/s1600-h/IMG_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HSm5XnCoI/AAAAAAAAAec/Vzaob0H7Dq0/s320/IMG_0142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170645412874750594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HSgpXnCnI/AAAAAAAAAeU/OvM6qlBxG7M/s1600-h/IMG_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HSgpXnCnI/AAAAAAAAAeU/OvM6qlBxG7M/s320/IMG_0059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170645305500568178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HSaZXnCmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/TlesQTiLEyY/s1600-h/IMG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HSaZXnCmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/TlesQTiLEyY/s320/IMG_0018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170645198126385762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HQwpXnClI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Z2YY1x6n-hA/s1600-h/IMG_0366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HQwpXnClI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Z2YY1x6n-hA/s320/IMG_0366.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170643381355219538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HQrJXnCkI/AAAAAAAAAd8/DDfPMhaZgQo/s1600-h/IMG_0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HQrJXnCkI/AAAAAAAAAd8/DDfPMhaZgQo/s320/IMG_0229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170643286865939010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HQZ5XnCjI/AAAAAAAAAd0/8JRMCtjz2dU/s1600-h/IMG_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HQZ5XnCjI/AAAAAAAAAd0/8JRMCtjz2dU/s320/IMG_0294.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170642990513195570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HQKpXnCiI/AAAAAAAAAds/mS_LQEJ0PGo/s1600-h/IMG_0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HQKpXnCiI/AAAAAAAAAds/mS_LQEJ0PGo/s320/IMG_0352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170642728520190498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HP_5XnChI/AAAAAAAAAdk/6wFwQEhI1kc/s1600-h/IMG_0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HP_5XnChI/AAAAAAAAAdk/6wFwQEhI1kc/s320/IMG_0349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170642543836596754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HP5JXnCgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/0MXPK1GzVj0/s1600-h/IMG_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HPDZXnCaI/AAAAAAAAAcs/37dEbEN7Ouw/s320/IMG_0118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170641504454511010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HO55XnCZI/AAAAAAAAAck/x5sRZwgrSjc/s1600-h/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HO55XnCZI/AAAAAAAAAck/x5sRZwgrSjc/s320/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170641341245753746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HOt5XnCYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/37ahX_k_rfo/s1600-h/IMG_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HOt5XnCYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/37ahX_k_rfo/s320/IMG_0013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170641135087323522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-4471742488418508450?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/4471742488418508450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=4471742488418508450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4471742488418508450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4471742488418508450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/02/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R8HSm5XnCoI/AAAAAAAAAec/Vzaob0H7Dq0/s72-c/IMG_0142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-6635226327690876882</id><published>2008-02-20T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:34:37.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last month has been a blur! I had to go home to Georgia right after Gavin's birthday party unexpectedly. My best friend's father died from cancer. He left quite a legacy behind. He was a man that lived his life following the Lord and he taught me a lot over the years. He will be missed! While I was in GA I got the flu. Gerald passed me his germs right before I left:) He came down with the flu the night of Gavin's party. I ended up staying in GA for two weeks because I had driven and didn't feel up to making the drive 9 hours back by myself. My mom came back with me which made the ride much easier. We have just been really busy lately. I guess with two little one's that is to be expected. Gavin took his first steps when we were home visiting my mom. He is officially walking. He is at such a fun stage right now. I am taking in every minute of it. Miles conversations have matured lately and it is so funny to hear the things that come out of his mouth. The other day he told me that my hair looked like hay. I wasn't sure if he knew what hay was so I asked him. He said that hay is what cow's eat. I have to admit I was in desperate need of a haircut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R72HDZXnCXI/AAAAAAAAAcU/urXlNyTGGFQ/s1600-h/DSC04206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R72HDZXnCXI/AAAAAAAAAcU/urXlNyTGGFQ/s320/DSC04206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169436439710468466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R72Fc5XnCWI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ni40K2IQL0A/s1600-h/DSC04201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R72Fc5XnCWI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ni40K2IQL0A/s320/DSC04201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169434678773877090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R72El5XnCVI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JaCW6cS28xs/s1600-h/DSC04190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R72El5XnCVI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JaCW6cS28xs/s320/DSC04190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169433733881071954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can tell in this photo Gavin has crazy curly hair that grows very quickly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R71-WZXnCTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/urj0uWFX-tk/s1600-h/DSC04155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R71-WZXnCTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/urj0uWFX-tk/s320/DSC04155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169426870523332914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles has finally grown enough in the past few months that his legs reach the pedals on his bike. He is loving riding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R7yN9JXnCSI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YXGzH9Iz_Ck/s1600-h/DSC04147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R7yN9JXnCSI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YXGzH9Iz_Ck/s320/DSC04147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169162553940969762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin is an active little one! He loves exploring cabinets and getting into everything when you have your back turned. In this photo he is trying to eat uncooked taco shells. Oh yeah, did I mention he will also eat ANYTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R7yMNpXnCQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Dp2hqp63BgU/s1600-h/DSC04115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R7yMNpXnCQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Dp2hqp63BgU/s320/DSC04115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169160638385555714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin loves to wave at everyone now. We will be out and about and I will see someone waving at us and then I notice Gavin is waving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R7yLqpXnCPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/UiX2gQx4RsY/s1600-h/DSC04111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R7yLqpXnCPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/UiX2gQx4RsY/s320/DSC04111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169160037090134258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R7yLJZXnCOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/mpgJ9bby5-I/s1600-h/DSC04085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R7yLJZXnCOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/mpgJ9bby5-I/s320/DSC04085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169159465859483874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin and his Aunt Carla while we were visiting in GA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-6635226327690876882?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/6635226327690876882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=6635226327690876882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6635226327690876882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6635226327690876882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-month-has-been-blur-i-had-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R72HDZXnCXI/AAAAAAAAAcU/urXlNyTGGFQ/s72-c/DSC04206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-6574934494346049596</id><published>2008-01-26T13:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:45:50.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gavin's First Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Gavin turned one about two weeks ago, but because of our busy schedule we held his party this weekend. First I have to say, I can't believe he is one. The year has gone quickly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are Gavin's favorite things at one? Eating. He loves to eat. I believe he would eat all day long if I let him. He also will eat anything! Gavin loves cars and trucks. He loves to crawl around pushing the cars. It's neat that he likes cars and trucks so much because his middle name is Douglas after my dad. In so many ways he reminds me of my dad. My dad's job/hobby revolved around automobiles. Also, Gavin smiles all the time. When he smiles it lights up his face and eyes. My dad had this same quality. I believe it is the Lord's gift to me. I miss my dad so much, but when I look at Gavin I am reminded of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in the photos below Gavin had a lot of fun at his party.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5vcxySthiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/fmZF7lyxhbM/s1600-h/DSC03982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5vcxySthiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/fmZF7lyxhbM/s320/DSC03982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159960545954989602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin loved playing with the balloons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5usMiSthhI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yqaDOvCxLng/s1600-h/DSC04014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5usMiSthhI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yqaDOvCxLng/s320/DSC04014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159907129446729234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5uriSSthgI/AAAAAAAAAas/I08UBaLU_8o/s1600-h/DSC04001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5uriSSthgI/AAAAAAAAAas/I08UBaLU_8o/s320/DSC04001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159906403597256194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5uqVCSthfI/AAAAAAAAAak/vFzPg5F3On4/s1600-h/DSC04020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5uqVCSthfI/AAAAAAAAAak/vFzPg5F3On4/s320/DSC04020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159905076452361714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5upQSStheI/AAAAAAAAAac/Zqhs9vHGhlQ/s1600-h/DSC04009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5upQSStheI/AAAAAAAAAac/Zqhs9vHGhlQ/s320/DSC04009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159903895336355298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Gavin enjoyed opening his presents. Then again, who doesn't like gifts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5uovSSthdI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3tg1KMacdOY/s1600-h/DSC04070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5uovSSthdI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3tg1KMacdOY/s320/DSC04070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159903328400672210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5uoMCSthcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/sDwsj8FwN-4/s1600-h/DSC04054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5uoMCSthcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/sDwsj8FwN-4/s320/DSC04054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159902722810283458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At first Gavin wasn't sure he liked his cake. I think the texture of the icing was a little weird to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5unFiSthbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tUsO1cNhpw4/s1600-h/DSC04078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5unFiSthbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tUsO1cNhpw4/s320/DSC04078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159901511629505970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ultimately Gavin decided he liked his cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5umeySthaI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/wlM_kKz47Ms/s1600-h/DSC04075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5umeySthaI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/wlM_kKz47Ms/s320/DSC04075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159900845909575074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-6574934494346049596?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/6574934494346049596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=6574934494346049596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6574934494346049596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6574934494346049596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/01/gavins-first-birthday-party.html' title='Gavin&apos;s First Birthday Party'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R5vcxySthiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/fmZF7lyxhbM/s72-c/DSC03982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3157486552984053268</id><published>2008-01-14T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:01:26.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Trip!!</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a girl trip to Helen, GA with my best childhood friends. We all grew up together in church and have continued to stay friends for over twenty years. They are one of the biggest blessing in my life. We had an awesome time. We spent the weekend touring Helen. For those that have been to Helen that is a small tour. So, we spent a lot of time just hanging out eating, playing games, eating, talking, hiking, and did I mention eating. I have to say thanks to my husband. He kept the kids for the first time overnight. I was gone for three nights. Gerald had a great time with the boys and even suggested I make this annual an trip. Which was good considering the girls and I are already thinking and planning our next trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wDgrLdtNI/AAAAAAAAAZs/M5pQyOl7sgk/s1600-h/of%3D50,294,442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wDgrLdtNI/AAAAAAAAAZs/M5pQyOl7sgk/s320/of%3D50,294,442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155499533313881298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wDOrLdtMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/zIM2YaQJiQc/s1600-h/of%3D50,294,442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wDOrLdtMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/zIM2YaQJiQc/s320/of%3D50,294,442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155499224076235970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wCq7LdtLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/q-3dja_Z3e0/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wCq7LdtLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/q-3dja_Z3e0/s320/of%3D50,590,391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155498609895912626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Interesting site. This is at a person's house beside the Chattahoochee River. People tube down the river during this summer and apparently this is all the missing shoes. Who knew? You can't see the sign, but it reads "lost soles". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wCWLLdtKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/A_Q-lwKelkA/s1600-h/of%3D50,294,442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wCWLLdtKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/A_Q-lwKelkA/s320/of%3D50,294,442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155498253413627042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We walked up to the falls. I think I have forgotten how beautiful the moutains can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wB8LLdtJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qd_SXTTCfyw/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wB8LLdtJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qd_SXTTCfyw/s320/of%3D50,590,391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155497806737028242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our cabin was so nice. It had a hot tub, pool table, and an air hockey table. Candy and I won at pool 3 times. So what if two of them were by default. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wBmrLdtII/AAAAAAAAAZE/a5hI5ZT_8QI/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wBmrLdtII/AAAAAAAAAZE/a5hI5ZT_8QI/s320/of%3D50,590,391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155497437369840770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being girls. You can never have to many photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wBXbLdtHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vli8i3oKBzA/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wBXbLdtHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vli8i3oKBzA/s320/of%3D50,590,391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155497175376835698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In Helen taking in the sights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3157486552984053268?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3157486552984053268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3157486552984053268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3157486552984053268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3157486552984053268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/01/girl-trip.html' title='Girl Trip!!'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4wDgrLdtNI/AAAAAAAAAZs/M5pQyOl7sgk/s72-c/of%3D50,294,442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-8824092055392103295</id><published>2008-01-09T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:41:45.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I took the kids to the beach with Maggie. Maggie and Ben just moved here from Texas. Ben is the new high school pastor. Anyhow, we had so much fun at the beach. The kids loved it. They were so good. It is so much fun to see how they just soak in every experience. I love to watch the look on their faces as they try to figure out new environments. I have been going picture crazy lately. So, below are some photos of our day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UyH7LdtGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/cC4pyWYakbs/s1600-h/DSC03845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UyH7LdtGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/cC4pyWYakbs/s320/DSC03845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153580460321649762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UxW7LdtFI/AAAAAAAAAYs/nUUi68R46G8/s1600-h/DSC03854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UxW7LdtFI/AAAAAAAAAYs/nUUi68R46G8/s320/DSC03854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153579618508059730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UwcrLdtEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/bC3PL5cHY5o/s1600-h/DSC03842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UwcrLdtEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/bC3PL5cHY5o/s320/DSC03842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153578617780679746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UvorLdtDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zmji8UPvqBo/s1600-h/DSC03836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UvorLdtDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zmji8UPvqBo/s320/DSC03836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153577724427482162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4Uu_7LdtCI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rov3Egx6QiM/s1600-h/DSC03818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4Uu_7LdtCI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rov3Egx6QiM/s320/DSC03818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153577024347812898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin is trying to figure out what is all over his hand. We haven't been to the beach in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UtKbLdtAI/AAAAAAAAAYE/rvOzQC3_TaY/s1600-h/DSC03763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UtKbLdtAI/AAAAAAAAAYE/rvOzQC3_TaY/s320/DSC03763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153575005713183746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4Ur9rLds_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/tOjRNGnGBtE/s1600-h/DSC03754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4Ur9rLds_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/tOjRNGnGBtE/s320/DSC03754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153573687158223858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UrSbLds-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/-_5WhUPGYw8/s1600-h/DSC03724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UrSbLds-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/-_5WhUPGYw8/s320/DSC03724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153572944128881634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at me mom. The chair is Gavin's walker. He is so proud of himself these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-8824092055392103295?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/8824092055392103295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=8824092055392103295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8824092055392103295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8824092055392103295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-i-took-kids-to-beach-with-maggie.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4UyH7LdtGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/cC4pyWYakbs/s72-c/DSC03845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-2291766981974544260</id><published>2008-01-07T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:41:53.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2007</title><content type='html'>Miles was excited for Christmas Day. He would ask every morning if he could open gifts at my sister's. I think he thought that once we got there it would immediately be Christmas. We arrived about four days before. He was a little hesitant on Christmas day at first. We thought he would dive right in, but being his usual self he took his time. Miles likes to ease in to new activities or places. Christmas was no different. Gavin really didn't know what to think. Halfway through opening gifts he had to take a two hour nap. Opening gifts is hard work for an almost one year old. We all received a lot of great gifts. For me, the best part was spending Christmas with my family in cold weather! I feel old when I say the gifts were just bonus, but it's true. When you live away from family you treasure those times a little more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KLmbLds9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/lgvK5sNpuGs/s1600-h/DSC03679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KLmbLds9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/lgvK5sNpuGs/s320/DSC03679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152834415912399826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gerald is opening his stocking. He is an easy person to give gifts to because he loves and appreciates everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KK5bLds8I/AAAAAAAAAXk/45Jbseexhmw/s1600-h/DSC03718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KK5bLds8I/AAAAAAAAAXk/45Jbseexhmw/s320/DSC03718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152833642818286530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles playing with his train from "Santa". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KJ_LLds7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/cgKrL4x0X40/s1600-h/DSC03654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KJ_LLds7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/cgKrL4x0X40/s320/DSC03654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152832642090906546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin opening his stocking. He has no idea what is going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KHYrLds5I/AAAAAAAAAXM/6dxxbi0Jw1M/s1600-h/DSC03588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KHYrLds5I/AAAAAAAAAXM/6dxxbi0Jw1M/s320/DSC03588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152829781642687378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KGr7Lds4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/D5HKvj2hn_U/s1600-h/DSC03495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KGr7Lds4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/D5HKvj2hn_U/s320/DSC03495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152829012843541378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me and with my family. I haven't seen my brother in two years. So it was a treat to see him over Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KFy7Lds3I/AAAAAAAAAW8/HX9g_IuIKno/s1600-h/DSC03490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KFy7Lds3I/AAAAAAAAAW8/HX9g_IuIKno/s320/DSC03490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152828033590997874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles helping Uncle Bobby open his gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KFD7Lds2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/P0-RzeBBtCA/s1600-h/DSC03349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KFD7Lds2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/P0-RzeBBtCA/s320/DSC03349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152827226137146210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not a Christmas photo, but who could resist this face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-2291766981974544260?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/2291766981974544260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=2291766981974544260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2291766981974544260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2291766981974544260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-2007.html' title='Christmas 2007'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R4KLmbLds9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/lgvK5sNpuGs/s72-c/DSC03679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3210207554454138303</id><published>2007-12-29T06:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T06:54:21.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Days</title><content type='html'>We went to my sister's for Christmas and we had snow! It was Miles' and Gavin's first experience with snow. It was so much fun. Miles loved it! We bought a tube and hit the hills(really it was the golf course behind their house). We got so many great photos I decided to post the snow photos first and later I will post Christmas photos. It was so relaxing to get away and to be with our family over Christmas. I thought we would freeze, but it was just so nice to have a change in weather that it didn't bother us that much. Truthfully, I loved being in the cold weather.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3Zc33hmnsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/hNprcEUIfaI/s1600-h/DSC03584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3Zc33hmnsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/hNprcEUIfaI/s320/DSC03584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149405338812194498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3ZcVXhmnrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/K_3PJQ6a-lU/s1600-h/DSC03522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3ZcVXhmnrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/K_3PJQ6a-lU/s320/DSC03522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149404746106707634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3ZbnHhmnqI/AAAAAAAAAWY/VT5AHeNl1p8/s1600-h/DSC03573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3ZbnHhmnqI/AAAAAAAAAWY/VT5AHeNl1p8/s320/DSC03573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149403951537757858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gerald and Miles tubing down the hill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3Za7XhmnpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MOdU7hvWt8o/s1600-h/DSC03535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3Za7XhmnpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MOdU7hvWt8o/s320/DSC03535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149403199918481042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles first snow angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3ZaJHhmnoI/AAAAAAAAAWI/wudrtTuK18w/s1600-h/DSC03386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3ZaJHhmnoI/AAAAAAAAAWI/wudrtTuK18w/s320/DSC03386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149402336630054530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles loved riding in his tube. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3ZZlHhmnnI/AAAAAAAAAWA/nexDR1--s1M/s1600-h/DSC03378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3ZZlHhmnnI/AAAAAAAAAWA/nexDR1--s1M/s320/DSC03378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149401718154763890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin doesn't know what is going on!! He's use to shorts and t-shirts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3210207554454138303?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3210207554454138303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3210207554454138303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3210207554454138303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3210207554454138303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow-days.html' title='Snow Days'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R3Zc33hmnsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/hNprcEUIfaI/s72-c/DSC03584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-1895812208684864352</id><published>2007-12-16T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T18:58:51.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We leave tomorrow to head to Kansas to spend Christmas with my family. We will be staying at my sister's house. We will be going from temperatures of around 80 to the 30's. We are going to freeze!! I can't wait though. One weird thing about living in FL is wearing shorts and flip flops while you decorate your Christmas tree. I will be glad to have more of a "normal" Christmas this year. I am a little bit of a traditional person so I would prefer to be freezing over Christmas. Call me crazy. We also just spent a few weeks celebrating birthday's in our house. Miles turned three and I turned 30. 30 is, in fact, the new 20 so I am safe for another 10 years or so. At least that is what I am telling myself. Gerald just turned 31 and Gavin is about to have his first birthday in January. Anyhow, below are a few random photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2XBdXhmnmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0-S4zUd7dhc/s1600-h/DSC03302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2XBdXhmnmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0-S4zUd7dhc/s320/DSC03302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144730859615985250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't want to take a photo right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2XA7nhmnlI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bUfIY6jfDpY/s1600-h/DSC03303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2XA7nhmnlI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bUfIY6jfDpY/s320/DSC03303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144730279795400274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, just take the photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W-HnhmnkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/CO1oi-Tf1Vw/s1600-h/DSC03255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W-HnhmnkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/CO1oi-Tf1Vw/s320/DSC03255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144727187418947138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W8oXhmniI/AAAAAAAAAVY/fDvBIUkidFc/s1600-h/DSC03217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W8oXhmniI/AAAAAAAAAVY/fDvBIUkidFc/s320/DSC03217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144725551036407330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W8FnhmnhI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/NDUlGcYXrmQ/s1600-h/DSC03219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W8FnhmnhI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/NDUlGcYXrmQ/s320/DSC03219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144724954035953170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles is playing at the park with his friend Drew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W7i3hmngI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gLc_iV_9tig/s1600-h/DSC03211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W7i3hmngI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gLc_iV_9tig/s320/DSC03211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144724357035499010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out at the park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W66XhmnfI/AAAAAAAAAVA/5nK9zq3FwT4/s1600-h/DSC03190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W66XhmnfI/AAAAAAAAAVA/5nK9zq3FwT4/s320/DSC03190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144723661250797042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W5zHhmneI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Vc6ZBqE-tYc/s1600-h/DSC03175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W5zHhmneI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Vc6ZBqE-tYc/s320/DSC03175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144722437185117666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Aunt Carla. I love my gift!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W5NXhmndI/AAAAAAAAAUw/YShiczTU4k4/s1600-h/DSC03158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2W5NXhmndI/AAAAAAAAAUw/YShiczTU4k4/s320/DSC03158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144721788645055954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who needs toys when you can shred tissues?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-1895812208684864352?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/1895812208684864352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=1895812208684864352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1895812208684864352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1895812208684864352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-leave-tomorrow-to-head-to-kansas-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R2XBdXhmnmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0-S4zUd7dhc/s72-c/DSC03302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-8875852065866899807</id><published>2007-12-06T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T05:31:58.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles turns three!</title><content type='html'>Miles had a Bob the Builder birthday party last Saturday. His birthday is actually today, but we had to do the party early. I can not believe he is three. He is such a blessing to our lives each day. It is amazing to me to see how much he has grown over the years. When Miles was a little over one I wondered if he would ever talk. Now, most days, I wonder if he will ever stop. He starts talking the second he wakes up and he doesn't stop until he is asleep. Even then(I found out after having him sleep in my room in GA) he doesn't stop. He talks in his sleep!! I think he gets that from his dad(HA). Miles also loves music. He sings all the time. I often wonder where it will take him. Below are some photos of his party. He had about 6 of his little friends over and my mom was in town as well. Miles was so excited. He woke up at seven that morning and began asking for his friends. He had a great time at his party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1qaAvEJEbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8MhP_gmDEHY/s1600-h/DSC03122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1qaAvEJEbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8MhP_gmDEHY/s320/DSC03122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141591262021358002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles and his friend Lexi. They go to church and Mom's Day Out together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1htuc6qsVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ASt9Lz7oQKU/s1600-h/DSC03132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1htuc6qsVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ASt9Lz7oQKU/s320/DSC03132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140979619447091538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin enjoying Miles birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hovM6qsRI/AAAAAAAAAUE/TDhyWaOIlYw/s1600-h/DSC03110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hovM6qsRI/AAAAAAAAAUE/TDhyWaOIlYw/s320/DSC03110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140974134773854482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hnzs6qsQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n_W2KVMkuTU/s1600-h/DSC03104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hnzs6qsQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n_W2KVMkuTU/s320/DSC03104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140973112571638018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's a party without a little pinata with candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hmbs6qsPI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AE1DPA_qFIo/s1600-h/DSC03076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hmbs6qsPI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AE1DPA_qFIo/s320/DSC03076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140971600743149810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles and his friends are eating lunch in this photo. They are all so grown up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hl6c6qsOI/AAAAAAAAATs/CLpKUr7tepU/s1600-h/DSC03091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hl6c6qsOI/AAAAAAAAATs/CLpKUr7tepU/s320/DSC03091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140971029512499426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hlP86qsNI/AAAAAAAAATk/p0HHL2Kn6mo/s1600-h/DSC03086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hlP86qsNI/AAAAAAAAATk/p0HHL2Kn6mo/s320/DSC03086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140970299368059090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I asked Miles what he wanted at his birthday party and he requested "the blow things". This is him trying to blow the noise maker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hknM6qsMI/AAAAAAAAATc/dzlESs5Z7Aw/s1600-h/DSC03090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1hknM6qsMI/AAAAAAAAATc/dzlESs5Z7Aw/s320/DSC03090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140969599288389826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-8875852065866899807?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/8875852065866899807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=8875852065866899807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8875852065866899807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8875852065866899807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/12/miles-turns-three.html' title='Miles turns three!'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1qaAvEJEbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8MhP_gmDEHY/s72-c/DSC03122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-2014117196866896354</id><published>2007-12-04T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T13:05:38.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We drove home to my mom's for Thanksgiving. It was good to be home! I loved being in the cooler weather and being able to experience a change in scenery. The drive, not so much fun, but worth it to see loved one's. I got to see some of my best friends and my sister flew in for a couple of days. Overall, it was a great trip. Below are a few photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1Vzl86qsLI/AAAAAAAAATU/LnDJvZhLllc/s1600-h/DSC03054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1Vzl86qsLI/AAAAAAAAATU/LnDJvZhLllc/s320/DSC03054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140141645557838002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1VyqM6qsJI/AAAAAAAAATI/4W61EbuONcs/s1600-h/DSC02925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1VyqM6qsJI/AAAAAAAAATI/4W61EbuONcs/s320/DSC02925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140140619060654226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1Vx_c6qsII/AAAAAAAAATA/t6x8CXErToY/s1600-h/DSC02914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1Vx_c6qsII/AAAAAAAAATA/t6x8CXErToY/s320/DSC02914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140139884621246594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1VxFs6qsHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Krkx5hWXRyA/s1600-h/DSC02894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1VxFs6qsHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Krkx5hWXRyA/s320/DSC02894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140138892483801202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-2014117196866896354?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/2014117196866896354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=2014117196866896354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2014117196866896354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2014117196866896354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-drove-home-to-my-moms-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/R1Vzl86qsLI/AAAAAAAAATU/LnDJvZhLllc/s72-c/DSC03054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-4835187668802598026</id><published>2007-11-05T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T07:12:25.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A stay at home mom.</title><content type='html'>I can't tell you how many times people ask me what I do in as a stay at home mom(grant it most people that ask this don't have kids yet). Today I thought I would give all of you that ask a glimpse. This morning I woke up and got the kids breakfast and sat for a few minutes to enjoy some coffee and to try to a glimpse of the news. As a stay at home mom this is your connection or maybe reminder that there is a world outside of your home. Then, I came up stairs to get ready for the day. Miles wanted a snack so we sat down for a snack then I thought I would make banana bread. Miles wanted to color. I got out his art supplies and then I went to the kitchen to start my project. The phone rings as I am talking on it I look up to see Miles empty globs of finger pant onto the paper(not coloring). I get that taken care of and then I am off to make my bread. Gavin wakes up. I go and get him. The phone rings. Okay, back to the bread. Gavin needs lunch. I finally finish the bread get lunch together and then I decide to clean the floors. I get the kids occupied and get busy. Finish that and the buzzer for the bread goes off. As I go to the kitchen to get it Gavin spills my drink. My fault for leaving it out of course. Then it is close to nap time. I decide to let the kids play for a minute while I check my email. Someone falls and I hear crying. Okay, time for nap-no more emails.  I go to get new batteries for the swing and Miles says he has to go to the bathroom. Back to the batteries. FINALLY nap time. The most glorious time of the day. I am so excited I have so many things I want to do and so many things I should do. Laundry is calling my name, but what I want to do during this precious time of the day is nothing. Maybe have a complete thought that is not interrupted five times or complete a task. It is only 2p.m. and this is a glimpse of a day in the life of a stay at home mom. What do I do? A little bit of everything and  nothing all at once. At the end of the day the laundry will not be done, the house will not be perfect, and I will be exhausted, but I am so thankful that I am able to stay at home. It is a gift and even though some days are mundane and uneventful or maybe too eventful I really wouldn't trade it for anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-4835187668802598026?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/4835187668802598026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=4835187668802598026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4835187668802598026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4835187668802598026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/11/stay-at-home-mom.html' title='A stay at home mom.'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-1423377208588605068</id><published>2007-11-01T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:24:30.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>We took the boys to a fall festival at our church. There were blow up games, games to win candy (Miles enjoyed the prize of the candy!), and other carnival type activities. Just like Disney, this atmosphere was a little overwhelming to him. He had a good time, but typically enjoys an environment that does not have too many things going on at one time. Miles is very sensitive to loud noises and apparently people dressed in costumes. I am sure he will grow out of this..........I hope. Gavin, on the other hand, just enjoys looking at everything at this point. He is still content to just hang in the stroller. I do know that this will not last much longer. Every day he is getting more and more active! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ry9kTgGHDmI/AAAAAAAAASg/zRAlON-KqXU/s1600-h/DSC02680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ry9kTgGHDmI/AAAAAAAAASg/zRAlON-KqXU/s320/DSC02680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129428786794139234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryo7mwGHDjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mZ8NZ7_3lLc/s1600-h/DSC02699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryo7mwGHDjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mZ8NZ7_3lLc/s320/DSC02699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127976662646328882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryo6BAGHDiI/AAAAAAAAASI/11eGHo4q5e4/s1600-h/DSC02689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryo6BAGHDiI/AAAAAAAAASI/11eGHo4q5e4/s320/DSC02689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127974914594639394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryo3JgGHDgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/CPHJlBYBZSM/s1600-h/DSC02677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryo3JgGHDgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/CPHJlBYBZSM/s320/DSC02677.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127971762088644098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RyozJAGHDfI/AAAAAAAAARw/cHPEzhwHalg/s1600-h/DSC02675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RyozJAGHDfI/AAAAAAAAARw/cHPEzhwHalg/s320/DSC02675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127967355452198386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RyowDAGHDdI/AAAAAAAAARg/pNEYGJ_D7s4/s1600-h/DSC02634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RyowDAGHDdI/AAAAAAAAARg/pNEYGJ_D7s4/s320/DSC02634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127963953838099922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-1423377208588605068?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/1423377208588605068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=1423377208588605068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1423377208588605068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1423377208588605068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ry9kTgGHDmI/AAAAAAAAASg/zRAlON-KqXU/s72-c/DSC02680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-4520485856949605981</id><published>2007-11-01T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:56:38.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World</title><content type='html'>My sister was going to Orlando for a business trip so we thought we would meet her there and take the kids to Magic Kingdom.  It sounded like a good idea at the time. Miles was so excited about going to "mickey mouse's clubhouse". That is until we got there. I think the whole deal was a little too much for him. Miles is the kind of kid that likes to take things in and he is reserved in new environments. I thought that he would just love going despite that because it was Disney World. What's not to love, right? He was scared by all the loud noises and the character's. I guess when you are almost three they look huge and a little scary. He did, in his own way, enjoy parts of it(at least that is what I am telling myself after having spent the money to take him!). His favorite part was the parade and It's a Small World. Anyhow, lesson learned. We will return when he is much older! As for Gavin, he loved it. Maybe he isn't old enough to be scared yet or maybe he will be more adventurous. Who knows, time will tell. We did have fun visiting with Carla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryor-AGHDcI/AAAAAAAAARY/snCW3XnsHqY/s1600-h/DSC02614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryor-AGHDcI/AAAAAAAAARY/snCW3XnsHqY/s320/DSC02614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127959469892242882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So tired! Will someone let me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn_bAGHDaI/AAAAAAAAARI/8Ek6Ktqs9AU/s1600-h/DSC02590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn_bAGHDaI/AAAAAAAAARI/8Ek6Ktqs9AU/s320/DSC02590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127910490085199266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles is exploring Mickey Mouse's House. He can't wait to meet him...........he thinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RyoqawGHDbI/AAAAAAAAARQ/XqpP0eP0n5Y/s1600-h/DSC02592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RyoqawGHDbI/AAAAAAAAARQ/XqpP0eP0n5Y/s320/DSC02592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127957764790226354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's bigger than I thought he would be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn9WAGHDXI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Iz3kGwWwy4c/s1600-h/DSC02543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn9WAGHDXI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Iz3kGwWwy4c/s320/DSC02543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127908205162597746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn8tgGHDWI/AAAAAAAAAQw/c4vCFdRK5Xc/s1600-h/DSC02537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn8tgGHDWI/AAAAAAAAAQw/c4vCFdRK5Xc/s320/DSC02537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127907509377895778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn7iwGHDVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eCymhWBnNoA/s1600-h/DSC02527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn7iwGHDVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eCymhWBnNoA/s320/DSC02527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127906225182674258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin watching the race cars go by. He loved all the activity unlike his big brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn5NgGHDUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/PSrMhGfj3hg/s1600-h/DSC02508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn5NgGHDUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/PSrMhGfj3hg/s320/DSC02508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127903661087198530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles stood away from Pooh, but still was scared of him. Poor little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn4bwGHDTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/WYR5ixuYzpg/s1600-h/DSC02503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryn4bwGHDTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/WYR5ixuYzpg/s320/DSC02503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127902806388706610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles braved the Dumbo ride with dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RynzBgGHDRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1kJTmUCRJ2c/s1600-h/DSC02497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RynzBgGHDRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1kJTmUCRJ2c/s320/DSC02497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127896857859001618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles enjoyed riding the carousel with his his Aunt Carla and mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-4520485856949605981?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/4520485856949605981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=4520485856949605981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4520485856949605981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4520485856949605981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/11/disney-world.html' title='Disney World'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ryor-AGHDcI/AAAAAAAAARY/snCW3XnsHqY/s72-c/DSC02614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3939267938842901242</id><published>2007-10-23T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T17:32:02.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing and on the Move</title><content type='html'>Gavin is on the move. He has been doing an army crawl for about two months. Now, he has graduated to a full "normal" crawl. He is pulling up and trying to keep up with his brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was posting this blog I received a phone call from my very best friend, Chanda. Her dad has been diagnosed with cancer. It is in his lung, spleen, and in the pelvic region. Chanda and I grew up at each other's houses. We went on vacations together and for all practical purposes her home was my second home. My heart is broken for their family right now. For me, this situation is close to my heart as I lost my dad almost 2 years ago. Please pray for their family. I was all prepared to do an update on my own, but I just couldn't find the words in light of the news. I must say at this present moment my family is blessed to be healthy. Every day that we wake up in health is a day of blessing. Today I am reminded of this truth even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6JTJYuOWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0RtCQUMp1Gs/s1600-h/DSC02415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6JTJYuOWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0RtCQUMp1Gs/s320/DSC02415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124684388024334690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6IzJYuOVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RQHceHqwZis/s1600-h/DSC02396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6IzJYuOVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RQHceHqwZis/s320/DSC02396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124683838268520786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6HSpYuOUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bfw7QZeICIU/s1600-h/DSC02377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6HSpYuOUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bfw7QZeICIU/s320/DSC02377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124682180411144514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6EmpYuOSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/R1uM1FoEazM/s1600-h/DSC02352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6EmpYuOSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/R1uM1FoEazM/s320/DSC02352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124679225473644834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6Di5YuORI/AAAAAAAAAPg/txDfulIW6zU/s1600-h/DSC02347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6Di5YuORI/AAAAAAAAAPg/txDfulIW6zU/s320/DSC02347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124678061537507602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3939267938842901242?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3939267938842901242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3939267938842901242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3939267938842901242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3939267938842901242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/10/growing-and-on-move.html' title='Growing and on the Move'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rx6JTJYuOWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0RtCQUMp1Gs/s72-c/DSC02415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3782751185546602762</id><published>2007-10-16T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T05:26:22.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>This semester I am taking a precepts class by Kay Author. It is an intensive study of some of the old testament. We have studied 2 Kings, Obadiah, and Joel. I have attempted to study parts of the old testament before and would end up feeling ignorant and discouraged. This experience began the same way, but is ending up completely different. God has opened my eyes to see his word and the old testament in a new way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:17 says "For it is time for judgement to begin with the household of God; and if it begins with us first, what will be the outcome for those who do not obey the gospel of God?"  All through the old testament we see examples of God's people turning from the Lord. God, being the merciful God that he is, gives his people chance after chance to repent. When his people continue to ignore God he eventually pours out judgement or curses on them. Are we so different today? Are we spared judgement? No, 1 Peter 4:7 makes that clear. It is a matter of time. If we continue in disobedience towards God we will experience his judgement. I have wondered many times before taking this study how the old testament relates to me today. I have found it to be completely relevant. I am learning to have a new respect and fear of the Lord. As for myself, I have been thinking of God's blessings in my life and about his judgement. The Lord, ever so clearly, reminded me today that he is a holy God and his word says in 1 Thessalonians 4:7 "For God did not call us to be impure, but to live a holy life."  In my own life there are things that grieve the heart of the Lord that are just everyday events for me. Sometimes it is the things I may laugh at, the tv shows I watch(which I so fondly dubbed "guilty pleasures"), my shopping addiction, or my lack of patience with my 2 year old.  You get my drift. It is so easy to look at the world around us and to think I'm doing okay. Revelation 3: 15-16 says" I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth." The Lord desires more than us being "okay" or the status quo.  He desires us to be holy. To live lives that that honor Christ and point people to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3782751185546602762?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3782751185546602762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3782751185546602762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3782751185546602762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3782751185546602762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/10/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-7152495040878407355</id><published>2007-10-13T06:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T07:10:39.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gavin is growing so fast. He will be 9 months on Monday. I think I am getting really sentimental with the kids. Gavin pulled up for the first time this week in his crib then he did it again at our friends house last night. He has been doing an army crawl for about 2 months and yesterday he crawled traditionally for the first time. Lots of first in our house lately. We took Miles for his first go kart ride and he loved it. We are working to spend more time doing kid friendly activities on Gerald's day off. We have been having a lot of fun together. One great thing about living in Fort Myers is all the things they have around here to do with the kids. Every weekend we are seeking out new places to go. We are trying to take advantage of the "kids getting in for free under 3" because Miles will 3 in 2 months. I have to admit I am liking living here more and more. Most of you know it has been a bit of a struggle for me, but over the past few months I have made more connections with people here. It has truly been a blessing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDPOJYuOQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QyJJCQmcTpM/s1600-h/DSC02244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDPOJYuOQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QyJJCQmcTpM/s320/DSC02244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120820618264983810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDO2JYuOPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jFAFIGBvNnU/s1600-h/DSC02331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDO2JYuOPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jFAFIGBvNnU/s320/DSC02331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120820205948123378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDNeJYuOOI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vWP8YdvN06k/s1600-h/DSC02322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDKuZYuOLI/AAAAAAAAAOw/P9FxcSFTx9Y/s320/DSC02292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120815674757626034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDJ4pYuOKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/4W4Q0jG8uSg/s1600-h/DSC02271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDJ4pYuOKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/4W4Q0jG8uSg/s320/DSC02271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120814751339657378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDIGpYuOII/AAAAAAAAAOY/LNn4uh130VI/s1600-h/DSC02284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDIGpYuOII/AAAAAAAAAOY/LNn4uh130VI/s320/DSC02284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120812792834570370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-7152495040878407355?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/7152495040878407355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=7152495040878407355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7152495040878407355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7152495040878407355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/10/gavin-is-growing-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RxDPOJYuOQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QyJJCQmcTpM/s72-c/DSC02244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-1821223883946797088</id><published>2007-10-05T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T14:10:48.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shell Factory</title><content type='html'>We spent the day with our friends George and Jody at Shell Factory. Miles enjoyed the petting zoo, playground, and lunch out. You will see below the picture where he is covering his ears. The birds were a little loud and scary. Miles loved riding the camel! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwamzpYuOHI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/xdQQWlVYVbE/s1600-h/DSC02226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwamzpYuOHI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/xdQQWlVYVbE/s320/DSC02226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117961432766232690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rwal9ZYuOGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/koho4tolFww/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rwal9ZYuOGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/koho4tolFww/s320/DSC02216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117960500758329442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rwaj2pYuOFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jbABttG3G4A/s1600-h/DSC02191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rwaj2pYuOFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jbABttG3G4A/s320/DSC02191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117958185770956882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwajLJYuOEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/uOxnwF7mvxo/s1600-h/DSC02188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwajLJYuOEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/uOxnwF7mvxo/s320/DSC02188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117957438446647362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwaiOZYuODI/AAAAAAAAANw/1--KdXOQilk/s1600-h/DSC02185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwaiOZYuODI/AAAAAAAAANw/1--KdXOQilk/s320/DSC02185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117956394769594418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwafZ5YuOCI/AAAAAAAAANo/WYDc__QFcN0/s1600-h/DSC02158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwafZ5YuOCI/AAAAAAAAANo/WYDc__QFcN0/s320/DSC02158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117953293803206690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwaecJYuOBI/AAAAAAAAANg/tYfv95EUGeI/s1600-h/DSC02147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwaecJYuOBI/AAAAAAAAANg/tYfv95EUGeI/s320/DSC02147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117952232946284562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwaYe5YuN_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Y-CjQld1j-g/s1600-h/DSC02139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwaYe5YuN_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Y-CjQld1j-g/s320/DSC02139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117945683121158130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwaXY5YuN-I/AAAAAAAAANI/9kdGZBGZHg4/s1600-h/DSC02129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwaXY5YuN-I/AAAAAAAAANI/9kdGZBGZHg4/s320/DSC02129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117944480530315234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-1821223883946797088?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/1821223883946797088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=1821223883946797088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1821223883946797088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/1821223883946797088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/10/shell-factory.html' title='Shell Factory'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RwamzpYuOHI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/xdQQWlVYVbE/s72-c/DSC02226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-5986747662514512267</id><published>2007-09-30T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T19:40:51.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall at last</title><content type='html'>The summer has been so hot that we haven't been able to play outside much. Now "fall" is here. Fall in Fort Myers means mid 70's in the morning and high 80's in the afternoon. After living in Fort Myers for almost two years I have begun to adjust to the heat. Now when the weather is in the 60's or 70's I feel chilly. Crazy I know. When I first moved here I was hot all the time. I would see these "crazy Floridians" wearing long sleeves in what I considered hot weather. I think I am becoming "one of them". Miles is so happy to have some cooler weather and to be able play outside again! The down side of fall is all the sickness that comes with the weather changes. Both our children have been sick for over a week. This is my second Sunday having to stay at home. Miles is better for the most part, but Gavin has a yucky nose!! Anyhow, I have found that on Sunday's most people are not in church, but at home washing their cars. I grew up in church and rarely miss on Sunday. Today I took the kids on a walk only to discover how many people are at home! I hope and pray our churches can find a way to reach all of theses people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-3jpYuN9I/AAAAAAAAANA/8ETlKcw2z8A/s1600-h/DSC02073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-3jpYuN9I/AAAAAAAAANA/8ETlKcw2z8A/s320/DSC02073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116009524749023186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-07pYuN7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/f7j8DovCStg/s1600-h/DSC02088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-07pYuN7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/f7j8DovCStg/s320/DSC02088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116006638531000242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-0KJYuN6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/PRWpSl8PQXY/s1600-h/DSC02087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-0KJYuN6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/PRWpSl8PQXY/s320/DSC02087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116005788127475618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-zrZYuN5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZHXcHNH3d5A/s1600-h/DSC02078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-zrZYuN5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZHXcHNH3d5A/s320/DSC02078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116005259846498194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Now that Gavin can sit up so well he can go on wagon rides with his big brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-yLJYuN3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/-mAjDVD_y-w/s1600-h/DSC02020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-yLJYuN3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/-mAjDVD_y-w/s320/DSC02020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116003606284089202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin favorite time of the day is meal time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-5986747662514512267?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/5986747662514512267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=5986747662514512267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5986747662514512267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5986747662514512267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/09/fall-at-last.html' title='Fall at last'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rv-3jpYuN9I/AAAAAAAAANA/8ETlKcw2z8A/s72-c/DSC02073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-7316200187447253989</id><published>2007-09-25T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T17:00:18.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Figuring it all out!</title><content type='html'>At night I like to read with Miles and say his prayers in his bed before he goes to sleep. Tonight after we finished  praying he said where is Jesus? I said Jesus is everywhere. I was about to go on and he said in my heart. Yes, in your heart. Precious times! Then Miles said Jesus has a gotee everywhere. First of all, Gerald taught Miles the word gotee. Second of all, I am assuming Miles saw a picture of Jesus at church that made him visualize Jesus this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-7316200187447253989?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/7316200187447253989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=7316200187447253989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7316200187447253989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7316200187447253989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/09/figuring-it-all-out.html' title='Figuring it all out!'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-5637692598604277747</id><published>2007-09-17T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T12:42:21.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the park and the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7YQMN42cI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KQZEZiz2bfo/s1600-h/DSC01940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7YQMN42cI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KQZEZiz2bfo/s320/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111260399781075394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7VnsN42bI/AAAAAAAAAME/CorTph4YzcE/s1600-h/DSC01947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7VnsN42bI/AAAAAAAAAME/CorTph4YzcE/s320/DSC01947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111257504973117874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my pacifier and my daddy, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7UisN42aI/AAAAAAAAAL8/c-uZN9gSZJY/s1600-h/DSC01986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7UisN42aI/AAAAAAAAAL8/c-uZN9gSZJY/s320/DSC01986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111256319562144162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7T5cN42ZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Sz852P3H7dw/s1600-h/DSC01963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7T5cN42ZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Sz852P3H7dw/s320/DSC01963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111255610892540306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin loves to swing. He swings inside all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7O_MN42WI/AAAAAAAAALc/roHxfSLWGPQ/s1600-h/DSC02017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7O_MN42WI/AAAAAAAAALc/roHxfSLWGPQ/s320/DSC02017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111250212118649186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Gavin is watching Miles play in the water park. He can't wait to join him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7Oq8N42VI/AAAAAAAAALU/tU_QdghuRy8/s1600-h/DSC02008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7Oq8N42VI/AAAAAAAAALU/tU_QdghuRy8/s320/DSC02008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111249864226298194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me go, Gavin. Where does he get all that energy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7LSsN42TI/AAAAAAAAALE/tte1P-czIy0/s1600-h/DSC01962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7LSsN42TI/AAAAAAAAALE/tte1P-czIy0/s320/DSC01962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111246149079587122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles is getting to be such a big boy! He is exploring and becoming a lot more adventurous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7GmMN42OI/AAAAAAAAAKc/2CrwiSAPRYo/s1600-h/DSC02010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7GmMN42OI/AAAAAAAAAKc/2CrwiSAPRYo/s320/DSC02010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111240986528897250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-5637692598604277747?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/5637692598604277747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=5637692598604277747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5637692598604277747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/5637692598604277747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-at-park-and-beach.html' title='Day at the park and the beach'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ru7YQMN42cI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KQZEZiz2bfo/s72-c/DSC01940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-631952993791559286</id><published>2007-09-06T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T12:04:57.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gavin's 7 month pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBPR8HRS_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/SsSxmLOaE-w/s1600-h/0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBPR8HRS_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/SsSxmLOaE-w/s320/0063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107169147051133938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBOrMHRS9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/KedHrwiUkEw/s1600-h/0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBOrMHRS9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/KedHrwiUkEw/s320/0043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107168481331203026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBN-8HRS8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MupTRIgMqCk/s1600-h/0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBN-8HRS8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MupTRIgMqCk/s320/0027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107167721121991618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBNQsHRS7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/o9eRCTs47aw/s1600-h/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBNQsHRS7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/o9eRCTs47aw/s320/0014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107166926553041842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBM8cHRS6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/J8BmtQ5LSoE/s1600-h/0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBM8cHRS6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/J8BmtQ5LSoE/s320/0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107166578660690850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBMxMHRS4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/zFELrQv7eHc/s1600-h/0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBMxMHRS4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/zFELrQv7eHc/s320/0004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107166385387162498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-631952993791559286?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/631952993791559286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=631952993791559286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/631952993791559286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/631952993791559286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/09/gavins-7-month-pictures.html' title='Gavin&apos;s 7 month pictures'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RuBPR8HRS_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/SsSxmLOaE-w/s72-c/0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-4471110436700607498</id><published>2007-08-27T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:42:10.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life on the go.</title><content type='html'>Sundays are always a tiring day for our boys. This past Sunday we had lunch at a friend's house after church. I was trying to get Miles ready for Sunday night church and to get him to eat dinner before we go. The picture below shows my success or maybe my lack of success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RtLIW8HRSyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OcGy8_-htXQ/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RtLIW8HRSyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OcGy8_-htXQ/s320/DSC01685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103361624183491362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles favorite new sayings are "watch this" and "take a picture". So, here is a picture of what he calls "exercise".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RtMclMHRSzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/pRGTn39tJVs/s1600-h/DSC01620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RtMclMHRSzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/pRGTn39tJVs/s320/DSC01620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103454227973360434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles loves playing with and sometimes torturing his little brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RtMeSMHRS0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/4NzkM91ZtcY/s1600-h/DSC01638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RtMeSMHRS0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/4NzkM91ZtcY/s320/DSC01638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103456100579101506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RtMjOsHRS2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/jwARF1-oOM0/s1600-h/DSC01668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RtMjOsHRS2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/jwARF1-oOM0/s320/DSC01668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103461538007698274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-4471110436700607498?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/4471110436700607498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=4471110436700607498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4471110436700607498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4471110436700607498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-on-go.html' title='Life on the go.'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RtLIW8HRSyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OcGy8_-htXQ/s72-c/DSC01685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-6789359684412086302</id><published>2007-08-14T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T16:46:22.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gavin's sitting up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RsI-yPvHeFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cUvkpY0BpkE/s1600-h/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RsI-yPvHeFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cUvkpY0BpkE/s320/DSC01499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098706761075357778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RsH-nfvHeCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/AipIO3akdAA/s1600-h/DSC01523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RsH-nfvHeCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/AipIO3akdAA/s320/DSC01523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098636207647586338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RsH-CfvHeBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8h9FYmuTnGw/s1600-h/DSCN2286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RsH-CfvHeBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8h9FYmuTnGw/s320/DSCN2286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098635571992426514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RsH9tfvHeAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JqAh-B4cSLk/s1600-h/DSC01516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RsH9tfvHeAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JqAh-B4cSLk/s320/DSC01516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098635211215173634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-6789359684412086302?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/6789359684412086302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=6789359684412086302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6789359684412086302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/6789359684412086302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/08/gavin-sitting-up.html' title='Gavin&apos;s sitting up!'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RsI-yPvHeFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cUvkpY0BpkE/s72-c/DSC01499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-8205048614921386113</id><published>2007-08-09T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T07:34:14.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>I just arrived home from the worship service with the middle school students. I was there with Miles and Gavin. It was a great night. The worship was very heartfelt and passionate. During one of the songs I was raising my hand in praise and afterwards I looked down to see MIles doing the same thing. It struck me how my walk with Christ is watched and often modeled by Miles. If we ourselves are worshipers chances our children will follow. I have to admit that at this time in my life I do not feel like I am much of an example. I have been in a desert place for far too long. The move to Florida was harder than I expected and truthful has bothered me recently more than when I first moved here.  I guess when I first moved it was such an adventure and a little like an extended vacation. Now, reality has set in. I live in Florida. The style of our church is very different from the one we left and the adjustment for me has been very hard. Tonight I was reminded that the Lord is near and I am hopeful that one day soon our church will begin to experience more of this type of heartfelt worship experiences. I have to give kudos to my husband. The Lord has gifted him with a passion and heart for worship. The Lord uses him to draw people into a worship experience. Growing up the music part of church for the most part was just something we did, often begrudgingly. Now the words come alive and have meaning. The songs are a message in themselves at times. Sadly, many churches worship experience still resemble those of my past. For me, my dry spell can be traced back to my focus being on my situation not on the Lord. Hebrews 12:12 says "Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God."  I am reminded that I must fix my eyes on Jesus. He brought us to Fort Myers and he has a plan. The Lord does not owe me an explanation. As much as I wish he did! 2 Corinthians 4:18 says "So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal." I may not always be able to understand why the Lord has sent us here, but I guess the essence of faith is trusting in the unseen, the eternal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-8205048614921386113?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/8205048614921386113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=8205048614921386113' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8205048614921386113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/8205048614921386113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3486788905727508458</id><published>2007-08-09T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T13:03:35.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gavin had his sixth month check-up yesterday. He weighs 18 pounds and he has grown 2 inches. He is saying da da and trying his best to crawl. Personally, I am okay with him staying still a little longer because I can't imagine chasing two. This week is the middle school camp at our church so Gerald is busy working. I am taking MIles to see his dad sing which he loves to do. Miles is showing signs of following in his daddy's footsteps. He sings and plays his guitar, drums, and piano all the time.  Gerald and I are about to take on teaching a Sunday School class for the career class.  We are excited about the chance to get to minister to this group. Being a stay at home mom is wonderful, but sometimes I miss the outside world so I think this will be a good opportunity for me to expand my world a little bit. Also, Gerald and I just celebrated our 6th anniversary. Marriage gets better and better each year! Below I am posting a few pictures of Gavin at 6th months and of MIles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrtxgfvHd9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/AuECYmUTQWc/s1600-h/DSC01063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrtxgfvHd9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/AuECYmUTQWc/s320/DSC01063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096792206388721618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rrtt9_vHd5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/bwT-oRi5fWw/s1600-h/DSC01197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rrtt9_vHd5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/bwT-oRi5fWw/s320/DSC01197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096788315148351378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrttXPvHd4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XU7EVn_xh14/s1600-h/DSC01193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrttXPvHd4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XU7EVn_xh14/s320/DSC01193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096787649428420482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rrtsc_vHd3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/jxtLK5QZmU8/s1600-h/DSC01192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rrtsc_vHd3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/jxtLK5QZmU8/s320/DSC01192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096786648701040498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrtrzvvHd2I/AAAAAAAAAGs/moaBPHcB1q8/s1600-h/DSC01174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrtrzvvHd2I/AAAAAAAAAGs/moaBPHcB1q8/s320/DSC01174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096785940031436642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3486788905727508458?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3486788905727508458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3486788905727508458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3486788905727508458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3486788905727508458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/08/gavin-had-his-sixth-month-check-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrtxgfvHd9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/AuECYmUTQWc/s72-c/DSC01063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3006261427541303881</id><published>2007-08-01T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T10:25:56.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home from Georgia</title><content type='html'>Miles, Gavin, and I spent 13 days in Georgia at my mom's. We had a great time. We stayed busy visiting friends. I love coming home, but it is always hard to come back after seeing everyone. My sister was able to fly to my mom's from Kansas as well. This was my first trip flying by myself with both boys. They did really well. On our flight back Miles had to go the potty on the airplane and Gavin had just fallen asleep. When we got to the restroom Miles didn't have to go(I think the restroom scared him). I thought I was going to kill him because I woke Gavin up for nothing, but then Miles settled down and watched a movie and Gavin fell back asleep. Gavin has his first tooth and he is 6 1/2 months. He is trying so hard to crawl. He is definitely getting around. Below are pictures of our trip home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrDCHfvHd0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/33KM3gH9iEc/s1600-h/DSCN2254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrDCHfvHd0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/33KM3gH9iEc/s320/DSCN2254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093784612590024514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrDAHPvHdzI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vNW27RKP_TA/s1600-h/DSCN2224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrDAHPvHdzI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vNW27RKP_TA/s320/DSCN2224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093782409271801650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles at the GA aquarium. His favorite part was watching the divers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC_JvvHdyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZG0ZtkIdtIs/s1600-h/DSCN2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC_JvvHdyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZG0ZtkIdtIs/s320/DSCN2213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093781352709846818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma Grace Trotter and Miles; Trying to get two active two year olds to pose for a picture is almost impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC-tPvHdxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GASe2nAldr4/s1600-h/DSCN2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC-tPvHdxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GASe2nAldr4/s320/DSCN2210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093780863083575058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin is laughing at Miles. Miles is a constant source of entertainment for Gavin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC-QfvHdwI/AAAAAAAAAF8/AmHkUGsZFFo/s1600-h/DSCN2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC-QfvHdwI/AAAAAAAAAF8/AmHkUGsZFFo/s320/DSCN2204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093780369162336002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conner and Addie Floyd, Hannah Reagan. Miles and Gavin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC9KfvHdvI/AAAAAAAAAF0/P2UBuDJJ_6s/s1600-h/DSCN2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC9KfvHdvI/AAAAAAAAAF0/P2UBuDJJ_6s/s320/DSCN2273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093779166571493106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Carla and Miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC81PvHduI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OhQe3TZVjbM/s1600-h/RSCN2188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC81PvHduI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OhQe3TZVjbM/s320/RSCN2188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093778801499272930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles LOVES to swing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC8svvHdtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LUZOFn8fCUU/s1600-h/RSCN2187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC8svvHdtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LUZOFn8fCUU/s320/RSCN2187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093778655470384850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC8IvvHdsI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OexFEeb9gkA/s1600-h/DSCN2158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC8IvvHdsI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OexFEeb9gkA/s320/DSCN2158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093778036995094210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look I can sit up........for a few minutes this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC72PvHdrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1QpTPvBMlac/s1600-h/RSCN2200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrC72PvHdrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1QpTPvBMlac/s320/RSCN2200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093777719167514290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grammy and Gavin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3006261427541303881?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3006261427541303881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3006261427541303881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3006261427541303881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3006261427541303881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/08/home-from-georgia.html' title='Home from Georgia'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RrDCHfvHd0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/33KM3gH9iEc/s72-c/DSCN2254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-4155928131855679463</id><published>2007-07-05T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T17:05:13.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>We are off to another busy summer. We just got back from a week of camp in Panama City for Gerald's ministry. We stayed in a condo on the beach and my mom came to help us with the kids. We had a great time with the church from Georgia. Now we are back home for a week, but we will be headed out again on Monday to another camp. After camp we will be headed to GA for two weeks and Gerald will be going on a mission trip to Guatemala. Gavin is five months now and time is going by very fast! Below are some picutres of Gavin and Miles. Miles' favorite thing to do these days is to sing and play his guitar....wonder where he gets that from?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro1JRRwsCSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Gq0dCXUQQg8/s1600-h/DSC00656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro1JRRwsCSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Gq0dCXUQQg8/s320/DSC00656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083800115545377058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro1BwBwsCNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vsk1IA2dUbU/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro1BwBwsCNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vsk1IA2dUbU/s320/DSC00612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083791847733332178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro1AdBwsCLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kY1jHRHXvjg/s1600-h/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro1AdBwsCLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kY1jHRHXvjg/s320/DSC00708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083790421804189874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro1AexwsCMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hApUjFGe6k4/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro1AexwsCMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hApUjFGe6k4/s320/DSC00730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083790451868960962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro085hwsCII/AAAAAAAAAEI/fyiBJ8vRduk/s1600-h/DSCN2147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro085hwsCII/AAAAAAAAAEI/fyiBJ8vRduk/s320/DSCN2147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083786513383950466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro08fBwsCHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wgc93I6p3K8/s1600-h/DSCN2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro08fBwsCHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wgc93I6p3K8/s320/DSCN2135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083786058117417074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro075hwsCGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tvyHhjuPLPY/s1600-h/DSCN2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro075hwsCGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tvyHhjuPLPY/s320/DSCN2119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083785413872322658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-4155928131855679463?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/4155928131855679463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=4155928131855679463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4155928131855679463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/4155928131855679463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Ro1JRRwsCSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Gq0dCXUQQg8/s72-c/DSC00656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-924125808448335229</id><published>2007-06-07T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:26:33.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Gavin at 4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rmhb2zVfPRI/AAAAAAAAADw/AqEVT72A8Dw/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rmhb2zVfPRI/AAAAAAAAADw/AqEVT72A8Dw/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073405977284263186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhXsjVfPQI/AAAAAAAAADo/Ea88NnPP0Tg/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhXsjVfPQI/AAAAAAAAADo/Ea88NnPP0Tg/s320/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073401403144092930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhTXjVfPNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/K3ubgOH2MtQ/s1600-h/DSC00371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhTXjVfPNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/K3ubgOH2MtQ/s320/DSC00371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073396644320328914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhTYjVfPOI/AAAAAAAAADY/TcoJw-EVuhM/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhTYjVfPOI/AAAAAAAAADY/TcoJw-EVuhM/s320/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073396661500198114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhStjVfPMI/AAAAAAAAADI/9ubF7Kj84AE/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhStjVfPMI/AAAAAAAAADI/9ubF7Kj84AE/s320/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073395922765823170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhLXjVfPLI/AAAAAAAAADA/77RsdM8Th0I/s1600-h/DSCN2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmhLXjVfPLI/AAAAAAAAADA/77RsdM8Th0I/s320/DSCN2064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073387848227306674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I read a quote once about raising small children and it said "the minutes last forever, but the years fly by."  This sums up my life right now. Miles is already 2 and a half and I can't beleive how fast it has gone and Gavin is almost 5 months, but some days it seems like they will be small forever. The other day I was out shopping and as a I walked by a display of ladies underwear, unknown to me, Miles grabbed a pair and put it on his head. This is my life right now. Yet, in the middle of the craziness Gavin will smile his infectious smile or Miles will look at me and say I love you so much mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-924125808448335229?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/924125808448335229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=924125808448335229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/924125808448335229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/924125808448335229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/06/pictures-of-gavin-at-4-months.html' title='Pictures of Gavin at 4 months'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rmhb2zVfPRI/AAAAAAAAADw/AqEVT72A8Dw/s72-c/DSC00374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3653365175275702323</id><published>2007-06-06T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:10:41.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's not milk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmcIrTVfPJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_oolhvzNe6E/s1600-h/DSCN2082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmcIrTVfPJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_oolhvzNe6E/s320/DSCN2082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073033045273951378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmcG6jVfPHI/AAAAAAAAACk/jbMOnGR_fvI/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmcG6jVfPHI/AAAAAAAAACk/jbMOnGR_fvI/s320/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073031108243700850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmcG7DVfPII/AAAAAAAAACs/XGftlnmAifM/s1600-h/DSCN2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmcG7DVfPII/AAAAAAAAACs/XGftlnmAifM/s320/DSCN2100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073031116833635458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few photos of Gavin's first days eating cereal. He is slowly getting the hang of it. Most days he baths himself in his food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3653365175275702323?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3653365175275702323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3653365175275702323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3653365175275702323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3653365175275702323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-are-few-photos-of-gavins-first.html' title='That&apos;s not milk!'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RmcIrTVfPJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_oolhvzNe6E/s72-c/DSCN2082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-3146585816889824009</id><published>2007-05-30T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T09:31:09.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Carla and Uncle Dan's visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4ieMBdA3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/aCUtrwXPYjg/s1600-h/DSCN2030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4ieMBdA3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/aCUtrwXPYjg/s320/DSCN2030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070528132484498290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;c&gt; Gavin and Aunt Carla&lt;c/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4ie8BdA4I/AAAAAAAAACE/OuZaTdOo7OE/s1600-h/DSCN2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4ie8BdA4I/AAAAAAAAACE/OuZaTdOo7OE/s320/DSCN2035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070528145369400194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Miles loves his Aunt Carla. He talks about her nonstop! He was so excited about her visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4if8BdA5I/AAAAAAAAACM/62Ze1vPK_nA/s1600-h/DSCN2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4if8BdA5I/AAAAAAAAACM/62Ze1vPK_nA/s320/DSCN2041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070528162549269394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gavin's first dip in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4igsBdA6I/AAAAAAAAACU/z5s3vBTcmDA/s1600-h/DSCN2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4igsBdA6I/AAAAAAAAACU/z5s3vBTcmDA/s320/DSCN2043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070528175434171298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the life! Gavin sleeping by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4iiMBdA7I/AAAAAAAAACc/LonF6YsXu_0/s1600-h/DSCN2046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4iiMBdA7I/AAAAAAAAACc/LonF6YsXu_0/s320/DSCN2046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070528201203975090" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-3146585816889824009?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/3146585816889824009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=3146585816889824009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3146585816889824009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/3146585816889824009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/05/aunt-carla-and-uncle-dans-visit.html' title='Aunt Carla and Uncle Dan&apos;s visit'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rl4ieMBdA3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/aCUtrwXPYjg/s72-c/DSCN2030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-954804019637779030</id><published>2007-05-25T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:42:34.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Grammy's in GA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldHoLT9FJI/AAAAAAAAABk/7HDLuAVOhyU/s1600-h/DSCN1987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldHoLT9FJI/AAAAAAAAABk/7HDLuAVOhyU/s320/DSCN1987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068598661185606802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldGobT9FHI/AAAAAAAAABU/1BPzAdG-hbk/s1600-h/DSCN2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldGobT9FHI/AAAAAAAAABU/1BPzAdG-hbk/s320/DSCN2007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068597565968946290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldGo7T9FII/AAAAAAAAABc/szLS0pKGQ2E/s1600-h/DSCN2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldGo7T9FII/AAAAAAAAABc/szLS0pKGQ2E/s320/DSCN2000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068597574558880898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldEk7T9FDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qblce-e6KCc/s1600-h/DSCN1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldEk7T9FDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qblce-e6KCc/s320/DSCN1975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068595306816148530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldElbT9FEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zTVyPtGGMiA/s1600-h/DSCN1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldElbT9FEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zTVyPtGGMiA/s320/DSCN1983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068595315406083138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldEl7T9FFI/AAAAAAAAABE/RBoDWcWAM6E/s1600-h/DSCN1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldEl7T9FFI/AAAAAAAAABE/RBoDWcWAM6E/s320/DSCN1994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068595323996017746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed a trip to GA to visit my mom. Miles had a great time playing outside and some special time with daddy. We were able to visit some friends as well. Miles got to play with Hannah(Candy's daughter) one afternoon.  It was a long ride to GA, but praise God for DVD players in cars! What ever happened to I spy and playing the car game? Although, Gerald and I enjoyed hours of a movie game which I lost miserably. I feel like I have less brain cells and memory after two children!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-954804019637779030?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/954804019637779030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=954804019637779030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/954804019637779030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/954804019637779030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/05/trip-to-grammys-in-ga.html' title='Trip to Grammy&apos;s in GA'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldHoLT9FJI/AAAAAAAAABk/7HDLuAVOhyU/s72-c/DSCN1987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-7016977420671736765</id><published>2007-05-25T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T05:23:16.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rll37rT9FKI/AAAAAAAAABs/i6iHX53HFrk/s1600-h/DSCN2019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rll37rT9FKI/AAAAAAAAABs/i6iHX53HFrk/s320/DSCN2019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069214722704610466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rll38LT9FLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EXtiVKSDs3s/s1600-h/DSCN2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rll38LT9FLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EXtiVKSDs3s/s320/DSCN2010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069214731294545074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldDmLT9FCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HxZKxIrwjDg/s1600-h/DSCN1954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RldDmLT9FCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HxZKxIrwjDg/s320/DSCN1954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068594228779357218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a couple of pictures of Gavin at 3 months. He is now four months, but because this is a new site and my new project I am going to load some old pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-7016977420671736765?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/7016977420671736765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=7016977420671736765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7016977420671736765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/7016977420671736765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-picture-of-gavin-at-3-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/Rll37rT9FKI/AAAAAAAAABs/i6iHX53HFrk/s72-c/DSCN2019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291265451642043295.post-2236468114900203840</id><published>2007-05-24T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:36:38.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the new site!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RlYhQbT9E-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/RvXFViPFS4c/s1600-h/IMG_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RlYhQbT9E-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/RvXFViPFS4c/s320/IMG_0063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068274996745147362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have upgraded from our old blog. Hopefully we can keep this one going. Tammy is now taking over duties of relaying info to the world. Check back as often as you would like for more stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8291265451642043295-2236468114900203840?l=thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/feeds/2236468114900203840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8291265451642043295&amp;postID=2236468114900203840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2236468114900203840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8291265451642043295/posts/default/2236468114900203840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefamilymalloy.blogspot.com/2007/05/welcome-to-new-site.html' title='Welcome to the new site!'/><author><name>Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00547500552851384588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGdOVbH9GF0/RlYhQbT9E-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/RvXFViPFS4c/s72-c/IMG_0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
