<?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-2499955625449226246</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:18:52.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikki, Mikki and Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-6672565467942611157</id><published>2009-11-24T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:16:12.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Weekend</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was great. It was the first time in a long time that I didn't have to work. Which usually results in me missing out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun things. To start the weekend off, Nick came home with a new addition to the family. His own little budgie named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Clemonie&lt;/span&gt;. Nick bought the bird to play his pan flute to and hopefully she will sing back. She is still pretty timid, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of progress has been made. She is still young and has a ways to go. Nick made it very clear that it is &lt;strong&gt;his&lt;/strong&gt; bird. Only his hand goes into the cage so she can bond to only him. This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Clemonie&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwybwgM4e5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/hRT3PreGOzc/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407868510145117074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwybwgM4e5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/hRT3PreGOzc/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the purchase of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Clemonie&lt;/span&gt;, being the softy that I am started to feel bad for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; that here sits this budgie at her level but she must leave her be. So I decided to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; her own bird for her room. I got her a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cockatiel&lt;/span&gt; that she named Rocky. She thinks her hair looks like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rockstar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. We have decided to mark on her calender when her cage must be cleaned. This will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mikaylas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; with my help where needed. Rocky is a really sweet bird that seems to adore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt;. They do everything together from dancing to painting. She is super quiet too which is a bonus! Here is Rocky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Swyde8sEHTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/UKASsofvAHQ/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407870407577705778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Swyde8sEHTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/UKASsofvAHQ/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwydwR2VCGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PoJFVFAuzKM/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407870705315678306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwydwR2VCGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PoJFVFAuzKM/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we spent with Melissa and Andrew. We took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; to the zoo in the morning and met up later during the day at their place for dinner, a sleepover and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;UFC&lt;/span&gt;. It was lots of fun:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwyeokoNsjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0yJ_Psb546Q/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407871672429425202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwyeokoNsjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0yJ_Psb546Q/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwyfCo7Nb7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/umaYGu5Qvjc/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407872120259440562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwyfCo7Nb7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/umaYGu5Qvjc/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Swyfc37mxfI/AAAAAAAAANA/owzM7EoyaOs/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407872570964231666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Swyfc37mxfI/AAAAAAAAANA/owzM7EoyaOs/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwyfxSia6KI/AAAAAAAAANI/CX0pfVxwXgQ/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407872921703737506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwyfxSia6KI/AAAAAAAAANI/CX0pfVxwXgQ/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday I had a soccer game which I always enjoy:) I also got to have a visit with my brother who lives in London. He doesn't get home all that often due to a busy work schedule so it was nice to see him. He spent the day catching up, goofing around with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; and finishing it off with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; food:) Picture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;courtesy&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Swyg1qy6g-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/_xr_RDpsSCE/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407874096446473186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Swyg1qy6g-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/_xr_RDpsSCE/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-6672565467942611157?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6672565467942611157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=6672565467942611157' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/6672565467942611157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/6672565467942611157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2009/11/over-weekend.html' title='Over the Weekend'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SwybwgM4e5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/hRT3PreGOzc/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-1312436008499245211</id><published>2009-11-01T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T04:53:57.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a LONG Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mikayla was beyond hyper and couldn't wait to trick-or-treat. Mikayla spent her day listening to thriller over and over and over again. She then decided to put on white socks and dress shoes and copy all of Michael Jackson's moves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a couple hours of that, Mikayla took my camera and insisted everyone make halloween faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2ART0gdWI/AAAAAAAAALg/7ZvBVfMuNXQ/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399112563153728866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2ART0gdWI/AAAAAAAAALg/7ZvBVfMuNXQ/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2A1Zh9fhI/AAAAAAAAALo/kV6T-gG0MG4/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399113183161843218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2A1Zh9fhI/AAAAAAAAALo/kV6T-gG0MG4/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick's face was really convincing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2BYGhBCvI/AAAAAAAAALw/C4s0QFKoGzE/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399113779353029362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2BYGhBCvI/AAAAAAAAALw/C4s0QFKoGzE/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mikayla calls this scary face "egg head"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2B5sxrfCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PZpnLNNDV88/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399114356559150114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2B5sxrfCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PZpnLNNDV88/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My scary face, well this is it! I don't know how I managed to look like a fat old man, but I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the scary faces got boring, Nick and Mikayla did their usual wrestling for a while. This is how it ended:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2CtOvxSuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mPvan-AK7PI/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399115241851276002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2CtOvxSuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mPvan-AK7PI/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After wasting enough time with pointless activities, we were finally able to dress up and get ready for trick or treating! This year was we all dressed up. The theme was Mikayla's idea and we didn't want to let her down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2Ds7sY3GI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Nhm6xRFEI88/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399116336248446050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2Ds7sY3GI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Nhm6xRFEI88/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2D_Ml8GHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZDUmE8uXa9M/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399116650022443122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2D_Ml8GHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZDUmE8uXa9M/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He all had a great time and scored LOTS of candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-1312436008499245211?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1312436008499245211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=1312436008499245211' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/1312436008499245211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/1312436008499245211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/Su2ART0gdWI/AAAAAAAAALg/7ZvBVfMuNXQ/s72-c/064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-3992227308895779193</id><published>2009-06-12T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T18:52:35.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Friday Night</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; turned 5! One of her gifts was a very much wanted Nerf gun. She has wanted one for years, but her hands were always to small to pull the trigger. The packaging does say 7+ on it but I don't think she could have waited that long...so my mom decided to pick one up for her this year. It's just a tiny little pistol and she has no problem handling it. She's had a great time shooting us for the past few days, but tonight Mommy and Daddy decided to get in on the action. Nick came home from school with a Nerf revolver ready to ambush &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; when she walked through the door. After the 2 of them exchanged some shots back and forth, the quickly ganged up on me. So after a nice dinner at East Side Mario's, I insisted we head to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart so I could pick my weapon of choice. We walked out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart with 3 guns in hand and a battle on our minds.&lt;br /&gt;We had a total of 5 guns in the fight (Nick and I each sporting 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick- Double barrel shot gun &amp;amp; Nerf revolver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lisa- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mikayla's&lt;/span&gt; birthday pistol &amp;amp; Nerf ball blaster &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;buzzsaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt;- Nerf ball bazooka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures before and during our Nerf war.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMC1NNqK6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/pL8GNlMjI9s/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346620295722183586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMC1NNqK6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/pL8GNlMjI9s/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weapons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMD3FmUZEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-pigVQdThAo/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346621427549496386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMD3FmUZEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-pigVQdThAo/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loading up the darts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMEIyMKkTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3XEu5ZUle88/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346621731577172274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMEIyMKkTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3XEu5ZUle88/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game Face! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMEYR4F-4I/AAAAAAAAALA/oxzCqQ0ojtM/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346621997780958082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMEYR4F-4I/AAAAAAAAALA/oxzCqQ0ojtM/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Fierce Team &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMDKulcAGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5E9KAVBRS4Q/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346620665457541218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMDKulcAGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5E9KAVBRS4Q/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMEuURB7nI/AAAAAAAAALI/xWpB-M_0Kzk/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346622376379543154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMEuURB7nI/AAAAAAAAALI/xWpB-M_0Kzk/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; took this one (look at the wimp with the pillow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMFM2Fm6bI/AAAAAAAAALQ/aweCwAy9a8s/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346622900854516146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMFM2Fm6bI/AAAAAAAAALQ/aweCwAy9a8s/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He plays dirty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMFiIrQ3xI/AAAAAAAAALY/bkaMUWeN7mo/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346623266621546258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMFiIrQ3xI/AAAAAAAAALY/bkaMUWeN7mo/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did start on my team..traitor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time and I'm sure there will be more fights in the near future:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-3992227308895779193?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3992227308895779193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=3992227308895779193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/3992227308895779193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/3992227308895779193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-friday-night.html' title='Fun Friday Night'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SjMC1NNqK6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/pL8GNlMjI9s/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-7328559367260673355</id><published>2009-04-06T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:21:20.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikayla Had a Little Lamb...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SdqnU0NNlxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/g2ujhk_lWqA/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321749885744944914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SdqnU0NNlxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/g2ujhk_lWqA/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mikayla's&lt;/span&gt; favourite pass time is colouring and drawing. She considers herself quite the artist. Well not long ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; came home from school with a stack full of pictures that she had accumulated over a couple weeks time.  As I was going through the stack and placing some pictures on the fridge, this cute little lamb jumped out at me. Why you ask....because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; took it upon herself to add a final touch to the picture. No, not flowers or a smiling sun...but a nice piece of poop coming from the lamb's behind. We all know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; is not your ordinary little 4 year old, but after doing some research, I can now say with confidence that it is strictly Nick's doing! When I showed Nick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mikayla's&lt;/span&gt; masterpiece....he laughed and then explained that he did that same thing in grade 1 to a bunny picture. Like father, like daughter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-7328559367260673355?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7328559367260673355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=7328559367260673355' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/7328559367260673355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/7328559367260673355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2009/04/mikayla-had-little-lamb.html' title='Mikayla Had a Little Lamb...'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SdqnU0NNlxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/g2ujhk_lWqA/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-6826383144799347295</id><published>2009-02-04T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:06:20.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SYm8c5_f-fI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2KEQqbNih9U/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298973641367615986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SYm8c5_f-fI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2KEQqbNih9U/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Gary...one of Mikayla's latest pets. Hes a strange little guy but a perfect pet for Mikayla. Mikayla is known bug animals until they have had enough leaving her with very few animal friends. But Gary can tuck back in his shell if he's had enough...or give her a good pinch to teach her a lesson lol. Gary is a strawberry hermit crab. He isn't timid or aggressive. Hes easy to take care of and makes a perfect pet...hes an ugly little fella, but hes part of the clan now:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-6826383144799347295?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6826383144799347295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=6826383144799347295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/6826383144799347295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/6826383144799347295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2009/02/gary.html' title='Gary'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SYm8c5_f-fI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2KEQqbNih9U/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-1984275995937602146</id><published>2009-01-27T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:11:34.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Trouble</title><content type='html'>With Nick's foot now in a cast, my 2 devils are having plenty of time to hang out...which scares me just alittle. They have been known to gang up on me from time to time. Here are somepictures from their "ice cream party" last night.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SX8-lzL9HBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cQMkwCw_Ahw/s1600-h/100_1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296020505927425042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SX8-lzL9HBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cQMkwCw_Ahw/s320/100_1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't forget to "cheers" with the spoons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SX8_EFeyLPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ppxpvGoBIpE/s1600-h/100_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296021026234313970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SX8_EFeyLPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ppxpvGoBIpE/s320/100_1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll have to monitor the time they spend together...to make sure it doesn't get out of hand lol. Nick has the tendancy to rub of on her..and it doesn't take long to pick up those bad habits. As you can see from this picture taken about a month ago of Mikayla sleeping...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SX8_0DFQKpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bFfkpm_MvOk/s1600-h/100_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296021850224077458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SX8_0DFQKpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bFfkpm_MvOk/s320/100_1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-1984275995937602146?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1984275995937602146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=1984275995937602146' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/1984275995937602146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/1984275995937602146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2009/01/double-trouble.html' title='Double Trouble'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SX8-lzL9HBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cQMkwCw_Ahw/s72-c/100_1361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-160538616648690028</id><published>2008-10-31T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T17:27:29.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>This year we bought Mikayla an Ariel princess dress to wear for Halloween. Ariel is her absolute favourite princess and as soon as she saw the dress it was an easy choice for her. Mikayla really scored this year and had 3 parties to go to along with a halloween dance a thon as a fundraiser at her school.. She had a party with the kids in my moms co-op, 1 at her daycare and 1 with her JK class. She wore her Ariel dress to all of these parties and brought her little Flounder stuffed animal along for the ride. Tonight right before we headed out to trick or treat she had a change of heart. She decided to wear her monkey costume from last year's halloween and thankfully it still fit! She said she just wanted to show all her school friends that she was a real princess but her monkey costume was still her favourite. She got lots of compliments on the monkey costume. It is really cute:) She had a great time tonight as she chanted at every door " Trick or treat, smell my feet give me something good to eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SQuh-ZJvsuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Wl4_PZHUxy4/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263478682788279010" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SQuh-ZJvsuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Wl4_PZHUxy4/s320/halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-160538616648690028?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/160538616648690028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=160538616648690028' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/160538616648690028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/160538616648690028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SQuh-ZJvsuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Wl4_PZHUxy4/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-915043882863687425</id><published>2008-09-30T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:25:44.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed Up Family Secrets!!!</title><content type='html'>So last night I had the "pleasure" of finding out a deep dark family secret. I still have a hard time wrapping my head around it. Nick has heard my many thoughts and comments on the issue...and suggested I blog about it. So here it goes. Pay attention closely because I am going to try and make this as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unconfusing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as possible...if it is possible. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while talking to my Mom last night and about wedding plans...we got on the topic of me walking down the aisle. Now most of you know that my Dad passed almost 2 years ago and as much as I wish he was here to do so, its just not the case. I was debating with the idea of walking down alone, or having my Grandad (my Dad's dad) walk me down the aisle. Well it was at this time that my mom said..."there's something I have to tell you before you go on any further" I told her to continue...and it was then that she let me know that the man I have always known as Grandad...is not technically my Grandfather. So let me try and break this down for you. My Grandad(well who I know as Grandad), his name is Larry Oliver. He met my Grandmother Muriel (my Dad's mom) during World War II and they were married shortly after. They had a mutual friend from the war name Walt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Donkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who was going through a rough patch in his life, so they offered to have him stay at their house. Now my Dad has 2 brothers(both older) and 2 sisters (1 older, and 1 younger) who all grew up knowing this man as Uncle Walt because he was such a close family friend. Once my grandparents divorced...my Grandmother remarried "Uncle Walt" and Uncle Walt now because my dad and his sibling's step father. And to us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he was known as Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Waltie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but he never took the place of our Grandad. Now Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Waltie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; passed away when I was 2...and my loving Grandad is still kicking at 89. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; some background info for ya. But back to the story. Well the beans were spilled to my Dad about who his father was well he was also discussing wedding information with his family. While discussing invitations and how it would read "son of Larry Oliver" good old Auntie Jean piped up and said..."well you can't have that on the invitations...Larry isn't your father, Walt is". After my Dad had punched a few holes in the wall the news settled with him and he got the full scoop. Larry Oliver who I know as Grandad and my dad grew up knowing (and thinking) was his dad is the father of my uncle Iain and aunt Carolyn. And "uncle Walt" or who we knew as Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Waltie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the father of my Uncle Brian, Auntie Sandy and my Dad. Which leaves Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Waltie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as my biological Grandfather....talk about messed up! This post sounds like one big Maury episode. My Dad never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;acknowledge&lt;/span&gt; Walt as his dad...and Larry remained his father figure and who he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;referred&lt;/span&gt; to as Dad. My Dad never wanted to share any of this with us kids...so we were the last to find out in the family. Some of the questions that I have drew up in my head are:&lt;br /&gt;1) My family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really as big as I think it is&lt;br /&gt;2) My last name really shouldn't be Oliver---and were fooling everyone at the big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;reunions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I lied on all my family history reports--and my family medical history&lt;br /&gt;4) Thank god my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Donkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think I have a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt; with all this drama I just found out. Because either way...Grandad IS my Grandad, My Uncle is STILL my uncle, My Aunt is STILL my Aunt and my cousins will ALWAYS be my cousins...and I love them all dearly!Regardless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-915043882863687425?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/915043882863687425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=915043882863687425' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/915043882863687425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/915043882863687425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/messed-up-family-secrets.html' title='Messed Up Family Secrets!!!'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-4683256062250524189</id><published>2008-09-21T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:18:00.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ball is Rolling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SNapvz9rO3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-EBy7LirAcU/s1600-h/the+manor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248569054614731634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SNapvz9rO3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-EBy7LirAcU/s320/the+manor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just wanted to let everyone know that our wedding plans are starting to come together and we have set a date. We will be getting married May 1st 2010 at the Manor in Kettleby. May 2010 does seem pretty far but they were offering an amazing package and May 1st was the last available date for this promotion...they were booked solid. It also gives us lots of time to plan. So both the ceremony and reception will be held here. This is the only picture that they would let me take from the website so to get a better idea you can check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.bypeterandpauls.com/themanor/index.php"&gt;http://www.bypeterandpauls.com/themanor/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its beautiful there:) Im so excited and just can't wait for the day to come!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-4683256062250524189?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4683256062250524189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=4683256062250524189' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/4683256062250524189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/4683256062250524189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/ball-is-rolling.html' title='The Ball is Rolling!'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SNapvz9rO3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-EBy7LirAcU/s72-c/the+manor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-5636439500389633638</id><published>2008-09-16T05:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T06:22:24.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderland!</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, Nick and I met up with Thomas and Megan for a day of fun at Wonderland. The weather didn't look promising but the rain held out until we left. We were there for a good 4 hrs or so and manage to get in lots of rides because the lines were so short. We even rode the Behemoth! I must say that I wasn't scared until we actually started to go up the hill...its a lot taller than it looks! But by the end of it, it turned out to be my favourite ride and I'm sure Nick would agree. I would ride it over and over again if I could. Thomas might not feel the same way though. I think it was the mighty Behemoth that set off his motion sickness. He was a trooper though, and still went on a few rides afterwards even though he felt pretty crappy. We then hit up the game stands. Nick of course wanted to show off and play the game where you hit the huge sledgehammer on the target, and if you light up the tower and reach 100 at the top, you win a prize. Well of course with all his gym training this was easy for him and he took home the prize no problem. His prize was a 6ft tall stuffed Batman!! This guy is huge, and just happens to be one of Mikayla's favourite superheroes. We then headed over to ring toss. Nick and Thomas bought 40 rings for 5 bucks...and he was nice enough to let me toss a few. Somehow a managed to get a ring on the bottle with the my last toss. Complete fluke, I didn't even look where I was throwing so it took a while for me to clue in that I won. This prize was a 7ft long stuffed clown fish. Nick got the job of carrying him back out to the van...he said he weighed a good 10-15 pounds. So Mikayla scored on Saturday that's for sure! We couldn't wait to see her reaction when we picked her up from my mom's place...we kept it a complete surprise and even buckled Batman into the seat beside hers. The 4 of us then headed out for a great dinner at Kelsey! What an awesome end, to an awesome day!We all agreed we have to do this more often:) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-yMQTfO5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dUeQ_84er8g/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608014514797458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-yMQTfO5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dUeQ_84er8g/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-yXavmb3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Z74Q4O0w08k/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608206295625586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-yXavmb3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Z74Q4O0w08k/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-yhNDFYRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sewjIVwyqSU/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608374417940754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-yhNDFYRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sewjIVwyqSU/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-ysPFGT_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/CgzLHg0XAjY/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608563941822450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-ysPFGT_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/CgzLHg0XAjY/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-y0g1SfzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/JmtftAuTxM0/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246608706146303794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-y0g1SfzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/JmtftAuTxM0/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-5636439500389633638?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5636439500389633638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=5636439500389633638' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/5636439500389633638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/5636439500389633638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonderland.html' title='Wonderland!'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SM-yMQTfO5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dUeQ_84er8g/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-4369579027488476521</id><published>2008-09-04T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:46:54.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the time go?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mikayla's&lt;/span&gt; first day of junior kindergarten and it is still so hard to believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; excited, but I was dreading the day. She only had to attend in the afternoon so she could get to know the routines, classmates and her teacher before her first full day which is Sept 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. So in the morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; packed up her backpack which consisted of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ickie&lt;/span&gt; (her favourite stuffed toy), and her lunch bag (which was empty, but she managed to fill the space with 3 old cell phones). She also picked out her clothes and spent most of the morning looking in the mirror. Once everything was set and ready to go, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; and I went out for lunch. After lunch we started to walk towards her school. I would find myself looking down at her with her little backpack skipping along, and my eyes would fill with tears. It seemed like just yesterday we were bringing her home from the hospital. On the way to school my mom had phoned to wish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; luck on her first day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mikayla's&lt;/span&gt; response was " I can't talk Nanny, I'm going to kindergarten and I'm going to be late" and she hung up the phone. Once the school was insight, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; automatically let go of my hand. This crushed me! She wouldn't let me take any pictures of her before she went into class but I managed to snap a few after class. When we got into the kindergarten drop off and pick up area, she left my side and made sure there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; 10 feet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;inbetween&lt;/span&gt; us. Her teacher then came out to greet everyone and round up the class....she grabbed her teacher's hand and not once did she look back. Once she was out of sight, I began to shed some tears....I can't believe how time just blows by! And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; not needing me by her side didn't help the situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SMAPuu1Ja5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/zdr73nVwYAc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242207261778602898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SMAPuu1Ja5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/zdr73nVwYAc/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SMAP7yxHX1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/V8Pdx2qYLac/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242207486173732690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SMAP7yxHX1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/V8Pdx2qYLac/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SMAQGdg2O7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/eTXezORVNZQ/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242207669446917042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SMAQGdg2O7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/eTXezORVNZQ/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-4369579027488476521?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4369579027488476521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=4369579027488476521' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/4369579027488476521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/4369579027488476521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-did-time-go.html' title='Where did the time go?'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SMAPuu1Ja5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/zdr73nVwYAc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-1253961000722253122</id><published>2008-08-01T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:35:40.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"So next time I'll just ask first?"</title><content type='html'>On Monday, I was home for the day with Mikayla. It was an average day, full of energy and refusing to nap. In the afternoon after giving up on the nap situation, Mikayla nicely said to me that she was just going to quietly play in her room. I thought this was a little strange seeing she will rarely play on her own if she has one on one time with either Nick or myself, but I took advantage of the situation and got some housework done while Mikayla quietly played. Mikayla usually snacks on some dry cereal in her room before bed so I had to enter her room and interrupt her play to get her dishes. I grab her bowl only to find a handful of beautiful blonde curls inside...no wondering she wanted to play quietly. She was obviously up to no good. I asked Mikayla for an explanation. "I was just playing Bessy" she said. Mikayla was just at the hairdressers 4 days prior and her hairdressers name is Bessy. I am really picky with Mikayla's hair so needless to say I wasn't too happy. However Mikayla had no idea why I was soo mad. Her only response was "So next time I'll just ask first?" Hopefully there wont be a next time as at the moment she is banned from her craft scissors. She did quite the number on her hair though, she took of a good 6 inches or so. I have to arrange another appointment with Bessy and hopefully she can fix our little disaster. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SJOdqVysO4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/DpfTu2IB5ws/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229696943037102978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SJOdqVysO4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/DpfTu2IB5ws/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-1253961000722253122?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1253961000722253122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=1253961000722253122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/1253961000722253122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/1253961000722253122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-next-time-ill-just-ask-first.html' title='&quot;So next time I&apos;ll just ask first?&quot;'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SJOdqVysO4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/DpfTu2IB5ws/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-4337298213286948351</id><published>2008-07-20T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:20:34.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Your Average Day At Wonderland!</title><content type='html'>Thursday I had the day off, so Nick and I headed off to Wonderland. It had been so long since the 2 of us had gone together, probably about 5 years ago or so. While standing at the gates to get in, Nick insisted that we go on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rollercoaster&lt;/span&gt; Top Gun as our first ride, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; where we headed first. After waiting about 30 min or so, we finally loaded onto the coaster. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; nervous because it had been quite sometime since I had been on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rollercoaster&lt;/span&gt;...but Nick seemed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; more nervous than I did. While approaching the first hill, Nick popped the question. I was completely shocked and couldn't believe what was happening that my initial reaction was " Are you serious?". After a few seconds went by and I realized what was going on, I of course said yes! And finished it off with the thrill of Top Gun. It turns out that now wonderland records your ride instead of snapping the one picture, so the proposal is all recorded! We then enjoyed a bunch more rides before heading out to dinner to celebrate! Not your everyday trip to wonderland, or proposal for that matter but it sure was perfect:) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPyB-5pS_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/g9pvDAAj4UE/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225286108558478322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPyB-5pS_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/g9pvDAAj4UE/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPyKqOUOZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xmdSNwS0Z8E/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225286257626855826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPyKqOUOZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xmdSNwS0Z8E/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-4337298213286948351?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4337298213286948351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=4337298213286948351' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/4337298213286948351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/4337298213286948351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-your-average-day-at-wonderland_20.html' title='Not Your Average Day At Wonderland!'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPyB-5pS_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/g9pvDAAj4UE/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-6754338748020924068</id><published>2008-07-20T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:01:41.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Great Weekend!</title><content type='html'>This weekend Nick, Mikayla, Melissa, Andrew and myself headed up to Algonquin Park to do some camping at Canis Bay campground. While listening to the Moose 95 on the way up (one of the only stations that comes in) the weather man was calling for severe thunderstorms all weekend with the chance of hail on Friday night. Well he was WAY off as we had beautiful weather all weekend. Hot and sunny and not a cloud in the sky...shows what he knows! We spent our weekend hiking, hitting up the beach and playing lots of games with Mikayla. We all had a great time...and Mikayla didnt get a single bite, which is a plus. Here are some pics from the weekend....I always seem to snap and post some interesting pics of Andrew....and this weekend was no exception LOL. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPrjpSoLnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EM5Xf3fYuVc/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225278990291840626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPrjpSoLnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EM5Xf3fYuVc/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPsAb3f0qI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ygN-8biLNsc/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225279484904592034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPsAb3f0qI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ygN-8biLNsc/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPsUMQ5eSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wqvV3Ikg53Y/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225279824313547042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPsUMQ5eSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wqvV3Ikg53Y/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPsi4RzHvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wUU4f8PkGV0/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225280076646653682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPsi4RzHvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wUU4f8PkGV0/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPsyoSNk2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/mG23UqvbdRQ/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225280347231327074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPsyoSNk2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/mG23UqvbdRQ/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPtC0gtXtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/PhXwoM1lyBQ/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225280625391263442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPtC0gtXtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/PhXwoM1lyBQ/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPtS_URpeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vOru7IBXChM/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225280903169811938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPtS_URpeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vOru7IBXChM/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPtmQAu7bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hzev7TM-KPI/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225281234068762034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPtmQAu7bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hzev7TM-KPI/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-6754338748020924068?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6754338748020924068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=6754338748020924068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/6754338748020924068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/6754338748020924068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-great-weekend.html' title='What A Great Weekend!'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SIPrjpSoLnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EM5Xf3fYuVc/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-7165743555907735173</id><published>2008-06-29T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:14:08.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Bite!</title><content type='html'>This weekend Nick and I went with another couple up to Bon Echo park for a weekend of camping. It was absolutely beautiful! The best campground we have ever been to. When I get all of the pics from the couple we went with, Ill be sure to post them. We were thinking of just the two of us going and bringing Mikayla along but decided not to take the risk with the mosquitoes. As most of you know, Mikayla is allergic to mosquito's and reacts pretty severely when she gets bitten. We have had to make a few hospital visits due to the bites after finding out she was allergic last summer. So Mikayla stayed in Newmarket with my mom for the weekend where we thought she would be safer. Turns out there was no hiding from the mosquitoes as she was bitten on the face at some point on Friday. My mom noticed a bit of swelling Friday night and by Saturday morning her eye was swollen shut. After a trip to the doctor, Mikayla is now on a strong antibiotic and the usual Benadryl. Whenever Mikayla has been bitten on the face, she is always placed on a strong antibiotic just to be safe from any infection. At one of her hospital visits last year the doctor explained to us that the face is the only area we have to be extremely careful about. Behind our eye socket we have water sacs that swell and fill with fluid to protect the brain. But if there is too much swelling pressure is put on the brain which can be a serious matter...and an infection on top of the swelling would only worsen the situation. So were going to keep a close watch on Mikayla and stick with the medication and hopefully things will clear up quickly. Her eye is looking better already and not once has she complained about it. Here is a picture of her eye tonight (Sunday). It looks great considering it was closed shut yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SGgvAarqBXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FyP3zazd7Qw/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217471852517655922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SGgvAarqBXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FyP3zazd7Qw/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SGgzLBXFNWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CnByDUj1CnQ/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217476432745543010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SGgzLBXFNWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CnByDUj1CnQ/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-7165743555907735173?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7165743555907735173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=7165743555907735173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/7165743555907735173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/7165743555907735173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-bite.html' title='Another Bite!'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SGgvAarqBXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FyP3zazd7Qw/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-4684740396640051104</id><published>2008-06-22T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T09:08:19.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>African Lion Safari</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to the African Lion Safari with Auntie Mouse (Melissa) and Uncle Andrew. Nick, Melissa and I had been before, but this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mikayla's&lt;/span&gt; and Andrew's first time there. We had a great time. We drove through the Safari in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marlymobile&lt;/span&gt; that John and Cheryl had let us borrow for the adventure. The baboons were the best part by far! We actually drove through a second time just to see the baboons again. They played with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wipers&lt;/span&gt; and jumped from car to car but the loved Lobby the lobster. Lobby is a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bobble&lt;/span&gt; head lobster that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; brought back from out east last summer. Lobby has manage to travel on many road trips with us. After the first drive through of the safari we had some lunch, fed some goats, got some air brush tattoos and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; went on a pony ride. We all ended up getting these little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;airbrushed&lt;/span&gt; tattoos and the girl working there must of thought we were crazy. It started out with just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; getting a pink unicorn and then Nick and Andrew decided they would get tattoos too. The deal was that they would pick out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;each others&lt;/span&gt; tattoo and the colours they were airbrushed in. Nick ended up with a black and pink tattoo on his forearm that said "playgirl" and Andrew ended up with pink and purple tattoo in the same spot that said "babe". Melissa and I felt left out so we jumped on board. Melissa got a little red turtle and I ended up with a purple pig. We then hit up the gift store where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; got a tiger mask hoping that she could scare the animals on the safari on our second drive through. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not too sure if it work but she sure did try. She even wore the mask out for breakfast this morning. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF5zKz5ZZkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bQOQmGmf5UU/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214732048108447298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF5zKz5ZZkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bQOQmGmf5UU/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some Cheetahs wrestling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF5zsCVWZzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qxktN22z_kA/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214732618919470898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF5zsCVWZzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qxktN22z_kA/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baboon on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;windshield&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF5z-ESv8hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6R_e85kaBWs/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214732928683078162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF5z-ESv8hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6R_e85kaBWs/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They found Lobby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF50U1kohII/AAAAAAAAAEM/Xw8nE3XP_zc/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214733319868548226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF50U1kohII/AAAAAAAAAEM/Xw8nE3XP_zc/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The babies were so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF50reJmUMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MpgR1rlOLw0/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214733708718133442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF50reJmUMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MpgR1rlOLw0/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st timers! Andrew looks more into it than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; does!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF51CMh8XHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ztyk_kxGfng/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214734099125394546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF51CMh8XHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ztyk_kxGfng/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; on her pony ride, she loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF52j4-m3LI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y-u92SMYnpw/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214735777504091314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF52j4-m3LI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y-u92SMYnpw/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this picture! While feeding the goats, she would laugh til the point of falling over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF53CgJtlnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sr_8gLjWQ_U/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214736303415727730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF53CgJtlnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sr_8gLjWQ_U/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tough little girl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF53a-BE3cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NI_XcZHnMvk/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214736723749428674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF53a-BE3cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NI_XcZHnMvk/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little tiger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF532ZEIwpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/O2dwWDaDeSw/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214737194866492050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF532ZEIwpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/O2dwWDaDeSw/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired after a long, fun day!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-4684740396640051104?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4684740396640051104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=4684740396640051104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/4684740396640051104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/4684740396640051104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/african-lion-safari.html' title='African Lion Safari'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SF5zKz5ZZkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bQOQmGmf5UU/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-243560046722871712</id><published>2008-06-18T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:24:55.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seneca Graduation</title><content type='html'>So today was the big day...my graduation. The ceremony was really nice and it was great to officially be done! No more assignments, essays or exams!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just glad I didn't fall on my face while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;diploma&lt;/span&gt;, that was my biggest fear...especially because I was wearing heels and I have enough trouble walking in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bare feet&lt;/span&gt; as is. Over all it was a great day! We celebrated with my closest friends from school with a nice lunch afterwards. Also after the ceremony, while walking to the parking lot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Safehaven&lt;/span&gt; called to offer me a position as a Residential Support Worker. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Safehaven&lt;/span&gt; is a residential home just up the road from us for kids with severe disabilities and complex medical needs. I meet with my supervisor tomorrow to review and sign my contract and once that is done I can begin my training. Perfect timing! I can't wait to start:) &lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl1_vku6QI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rbvDIESV_lc/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213327781620803842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl1_vku6QI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rbvDIESV_lc/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting to get gowned by our professor before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; my diploma on stage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl2zqqPoII/AAAAAAAAAC8/Pbvl3CZ1qNM/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213328673654939778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl2zqqPoII/AAAAAAAAAC8/Pbvl3CZ1qNM/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl89Icg0nI/AAAAAAAAADs/uridBnwihbU/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213335433338999410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl89Icg0nI/AAAAAAAAADs/uridBnwihbU/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a few friends from school after the ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl3yBdU5OI/AAAAAAAAADM/83Y2UUPesfc/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213329744926663906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl3yBdU5OI/AAAAAAAAADM/83Y2UUPesfc/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl4KSWSD5I/AAAAAAAAADU/gOPgXN9vTxo/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213330161777381266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl4KSWSD5I/AAAAAAAAADU/gOPgXN9vTxo/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl7IZmRiJI/AAAAAAAAADc/AM6oOd8X6-I/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213333427898648722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl7IZmRiJI/AAAAAAAAADc/AM6oOd8X6-I/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl73cZIx6I/AAAAAAAAADk/_tTHpNIc68I/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213334236102707106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl73cZIx6I/AAAAAAAAADk/_tTHpNIc68I/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and my Mom and Nick &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-243560046722871712?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/243560046722871712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=243560046722871712' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/243560046722871712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/243560046722871712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/seneca-graduation.html' title='Seneca Graduation'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SFl1_vku6QI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rbvDIESV_lc/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-240783531592053163</id><published>2008-06-08T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:07:23.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikayla's Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>Our little Mikayla will be 4 on the 10th and its so hard to believe!! But we sure did have a good time celebrating:) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday Nick, Mikayla and I headed up to Algonquin for a night of camping. We had planned on spending 2 nights but we didn't get off to a great start and Mikayla wanted to come home because of the unbarable blackfies. As most of you know Mikayla is highly allergic to misquitos and blackflies. So bad that after a weekend of camping for her 3rd birthday, her eyes swelled shut and she spent some of it in the hospital causing her to be late for her own borthday party. It was then that we discovered the allergic reaction. So this time we went prepared! We had a full bug suit that Granny bought her, benadryl (stick and liquid) and a cream my doctor gaave me to put on instantly in case of a bite. But the buggers still managed to get into the suit. She only got a few bites, and luckily not near her face. However the bites she did get seemed to swell quite abit but nothing like last year. We also got hit by the worst storm I've ever seen!!It started out as what seemed to be heat lightning in the distance but out of no where we got pounded!! The ground shook with thunder as it started to pour. The brand new tent Nick had just bought was missing pieces so it leaked all night and we ended up soaked! AND THEN to top it all off, me being the moron I am...locked the keys in the truck...along with everything we packed. Dry clothes, our food, cells etc. We woke up in the morning wet, hungry and with no phone to call a tow truck. So Nick headed to the ranger station to find out that the power was out so we were stranded! Luckily the gave him a coathanger and after 5 hrs of trying, he got the door open. We then changed, packed up and headed home. Aside from the bad start, we ended up having an awesome weekend! We spent Saturday Go Karting, at Chuckie Cheese and at Mikayla's favourite park in Aurora. Sunday followed with a suprise birthday party at Granny's. It was an awesome day:) Thanks to everyone who came and to Cheryl and John for throwing it!!It was a blast!! Here are some pics from the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SEyZJHUDJUI/AAAAAAAAABE/eqgD7oSQSOY/s1600-h/100_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209707250821834050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SEyZJHUDJUI/AAAAAAAAABE/eqgD7oSQSOY/s320/100_0749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SEyZmDcN7xI/AAAAAAAAABM/WOwQA6oT-Zc/s1600-h/100_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209707747998560018" style="CURSOR: hand" height="237" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SEyZmDcN7xI/AAAAAAAAABM/WOwQA6oT-Zc/s320/100_0750.JPG" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SEyabSMRKxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Qvqcme9f4Qc/s1600-h/100_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209708662491261714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SEyabSMRKxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Qvqcme9f4Qc/s320/100_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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I use to play competitive soccer for York United (Newmarket and surrounding area) as well as one year at a provincial level for team Ontario. Soccer was my life. I started when I was 3 and played on my older brother's team until the age of 9. At that time I started playing rep for Newmarket. I played year round both indoor and outdoor until I found out I was pregnant at 16. I honestly thought that I would never play again.  However I returned last summer playing houseleague for my old coach of York United along with 8 of my old teammates. This is just a fun league, no practice and 1 game a week. I don't think I would be able to handle the competitive stuff again but I am happy to be back on the field:) Soccer was always something that I did with my Dad. He was at all my games rain or shine and loved the road trips we shared at tournaments far away. I lost my Dad a year and a half ago and I know he'd be so happy to see I was back doing what I love. As weird as it sounds, playing again helps me heal and remember those times we shared. That was the only reason I decided to give it one more go...but I am soo glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from soccer, yesterday Nick, Mikayla, my mom and I attended the 44th annual Oliver Family Reunion (my dad's side of the family). I hadn't been in years so it was great to see everyone and spend the time together. I wish the weather had been nicer but overall it was a great day. At our reunions we have a bunch of little events like races, raffles, balloon tosses etc. Mikayla competed in a bunch of them and came home with a few ribbons to show for it. Mikayla came 1st in the 3-6 yr old race and 2nd in the balloon toss with her cousin as her partner. I think her heads gotten a little big since yesterday lol. She thinks shes the fastest kid in the whole world, and everywhere we go...we have to race there.  I raced in the ladies race and came second. Turns out that the girl who beat me, was the same girl I could never beat when we were kids hahha. Nick missed his race, he was in the washroom (so he says), I keep telling him he was just too scared so he was off hiding somewhere lol. We all had a blast though:) I spent most of my time catching up and playing around with the kids and Nick spent most of the day speaking to my Grandad about the war. My Grandad flew a fighter plane in WWII and shared all his stories with Nick.  It made my Grandad's day I'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-7611872302841202052?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7611872302841202052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=7611872302841202052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/7611872302841202052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/7611872302841202052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/updatesoccer-family-reunion-etc.html' title='Update:Soccer, Family Reunion etc'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-7189483582588823128</id><published>2008-05-22T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:58:30.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Furry Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After thinking about what to blog next, I realized that in my last family post I didn't include the fuzzy members of the family....Oscar and Peanut our chinchillas. So here is the story behind them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 2 and a half years ago, Nick, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; and I ventured to the pet store ONLY to get hamster food. Well after looking around at the other animals with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt;, I found Oscar. He was in a tiny one level cage where he couldn't jump. He had his face pressed up against the cage and his little eyes followed me everywhere. So I went over to Nick and asked if we could bring him home. Nick said he didn't mind as long as he was kept in his cage and was hopping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; the apartment. So we brought him home with a big 3 level cage where he would have lots of room to jump. After talking to the guy at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;petstore&lt;/span&gt;...turns out that Oscar arrived just 20 min before we did. Perfect timing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I decided after we brought him home, I should do some research because I had absolutely no idea how to take care of him. So I found this great website and started to read...life expectancy: 15-20 years!!! I started thinking what did I get myself into...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; will have moved out and I will still have this chinchilla. Well it didn't take long for us all to fall in love with the little guy. Especially Nick...the guy who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; seem all that excited to get him. Nick has said he'd pick a chinchilla over a cat or a small dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anyday&lt;/span&gt; because they do make awesome pets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDWluNhFzrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7usmqtcn4sQ/s1600-h/n227302119_924365_7102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203247157817495218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDWluNhFzrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7usmqtcn4sQ/s320/n227302119_924365_7102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203199122903256722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDV6CNhFzpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4Pn-AGgyo7g/s320/n227302119_495022_9630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not long after came our girl chinchilla Peanut. We noticed that after going away for weekends Oscar was so happy to see us come home. So I started thinking he need a friend. I found her when she was just a baby at the same pet store Oscar came from. I tried calling Nick and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tellin&lt;/span&gt; him what I had found, but there was no answer. Knowing she was a baby and a rare colour, I knew she would be bought by someone quick. So I bought her as a friend for Oscar and brought her home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; wanted to name her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;peanutbutter&lt;/span&gt; jelly sandwich (odd child &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) so we compromised on Peanut. My plan worked and they keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;eachother&lt;/span&gt; great company when we go out. Oscar is a lot happier now with a little friend. And we love having them around. Oscar is more attached to me, where Peanut loves Nick. Turns out they are like birds and choose mates of the opposite sex. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;although&lt;/span&gt; we will have these guys for almost 20 years, I do not regret them one bit! They make great pets and are very affectionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDV899hFzqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/R0WQUpe0_mI/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203202348423696034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDV899hFzqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/R0WQUpe0_mI/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-7189483582588823128?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7189483582588823128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=7189483582588823128' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/7189483582588823128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/7189483582588823128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-furry-friends.html' title='Our Furry Friends'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDWluNhFzrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7usmqtcn4sQ/s72-c/n227302119_924365_7102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499955625449226246.post-3318080579187380118</id><published>2008-05-19T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:28:42.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So we jumped on board!</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDHE48gTsoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rEtWkvteYVU/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with Pam and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; starting up their blog, and after just spending part of the weekend with them...I realized we were the only ones not in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blogworld&lt;/span&gt;. So we've finally jumped on board. I know Nick has his own individual blog but I'll try and keep this one updated on everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here it goes...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDHANMgTsnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WalpgQQzVjc/s1600-h/n227301894_1506408_1998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202150377517199986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="197" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDHANMgTsnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WalpgQQzVjc/s320/n227301894_1506408_1998.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick has just been doing the usually, work and the gym. Which takes up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of his time...his muscles are his babies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; When hes not at the gym, he spends his time looking at his muscles in the mirror and of course using those muscle to put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; and I in headlocks....hes a bully, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have now finished college, which I am very happy about! I attended Seneca for the Social Service Worker program. My graduation ceremony is coming up in June. I recently got a job at a residential home called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Safehaven&lt;/span&gt;. This is a home for children with multiple disabilities and medical needs. However I still have quite a bit of training to go before I actually start work. So I am looking forward to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mikki&lt;/span&gt;. Shes been doing great! Its hard to believe that she will be 4 in June. Sometimes it seems like shes 4 going on 10. The things this girl comes up with. You can &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDHE48gTsoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rEtWkvteYVU/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202155527182987906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDHE48gTsoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rEtWkvteYVU/s320/010.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;always count on her for a good laugh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; is in preschool right now and will start big girl school (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;JK&lt;/span&gt;) in September. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; is happy about this, but me, not so much. Shes growing up so fast. I've already been told what backpack and lunch bag I have to buy along with what lunches to pack. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; has always been a tomboy at heart into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;, Ninja Turtles, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;UFC&lt;/span&gt; and race cars, but recently a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; girl has emerged and shes into princess, singing and dancing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; makes up her own songs and a dance to go along with it. She has been begging Nick and I to put her into "Ballerina School"...so we'll see where that goes. My only concern is her balance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Anyone who knows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; knows that she doesn't stay on her feet very long...shes a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;clumsy&lt;/span&gt; girl:) &lt;/div&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all for now..I'll try to update often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2499955625449226246-3318080579187380118?l=nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3318080579187380118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2499955625449226246&amp;postID=3318080579187380118' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/3318080579187380118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2499955625449226246/posts/default/3318080579187380118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkimikkiandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-we-jumped-on-board.html' title='So we jumped on board!'/><author><name>Nikki,Mikki and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06285957141502850358</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/_yZDxjjH9usg/SDHANMgTsnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WalpgQQzVjc/s72-c/n227301894_1506408_1998.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
