<?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-188939238925505014</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:47:25.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fetterman Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-9104562963254394060</id><published>2009-10-14T15:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:04:11.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, nothing too exciting to blog about.  Here is a picture of Ella and Brooks.  I am really going to have to scan a picture of Ella at 6 months because she and Brooks look so much alike.  Don't hold your breath for that, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1y8to_QI/AAAAAAAABdk/B4aEI64gGZA/s1600-h/Ella+and+Brooks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392556753230036226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1y8to_QI/AAAAAAAABdk/B4aEI64gGZA/s400/Ella+and+Brooks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ella and Brody on the first day of school.  Brody is doing awesome!  He loves going now and says his teachers are so nice and that he goes "night, night".  How in the world these teachers get 12 two year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; to lay on cots and nap, I will never know.  Ella has always loved school.  She is learning a lot of stuff this year and at the parent/teacher conference they told me that she will be starting to read at the end of the year.  Crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1yfv4w8I/AAAAAAAABdc/EbIWTEY3aYM/s1600-h/First+Day+of+School.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392556745454830530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1yfv4w8I/AAAAAAAABdc/EbIWTEY3aYM/s400/First+Day+of+School.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took Brody and Brooks to the park a few weeks ago.  Brody was doing everything on his own and had so much fun.  He's so big! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1xuwy2FI/AAAAAAAABdU/IPQevon5_UA/s1600-h/Park+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392556732305299538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1xuwy2FI/AAAAAAAABdU/IPQevon5_UA/s400/Park+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1xCgcwSI/AAAAAAAABdM/ML3Ry6cU774/s1600-h/Park+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392556720425582882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1xCgcwSI/AAAAAAAABdM/ML3Ry6cU774/s400/Park+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brooks also had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1wRnuGWI/AAAAAAAABdE/tuGOlKiXWJs/s1600-h/park+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392556707302742370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1wRnuGWI/AAAAAAAABdE/tuGOlKiXWJs/s400/park+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At this point it looks like Brooks is going to have to have surgery to correct his eye that is crossing.  Poor baby!  It's not getting any better and the Dr. said that he will probably be ready at about 1.  I was really thinking he was going to get glasses and it would correct itself but that isn't an option for him.  I am praying for some divine intervention because I am going to be FREAKING OUT when it's time for this surgery.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also decided that I can no longer go out in public with both boys.  You can definitely tell that Brody is about to be 2, if you know what I mean.  What the heck are you supposed to use for time out in Target??  Anybody?  Brooks is now starting to scream, not cry, but yell at the top of his lungs when we are out and he is tired.  He is a really easy baby at home when I can put him in his bed when he's tired, but when we are out it's another story.  So, that is it for me and any sort of outing for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; another 6 months of so.  We took Ella to dance yesterday against my better judgement.  The A/C was broken, I had to wake Brody up from his nap so he was super tired and whined the entire time, threw a fit and choked on a goldfish and started gagging and turned red, Brooks was yelling and sweating, and Ella tripped and fell and came out crying.  It was awful and I vowed never to take them to dance or anywhere else again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is doing great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-9104562963254394060?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9104562963254394060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=9104562963254394060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/9104562963254394060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/9104562963254394060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-nothing-too-exciting-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/StY1y8to_QI/AAAAAAAABdk/B4aEI64gGZA/s72-c/Ella+and+Brooks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-7118500120052134115</id><published>2009-09-03T16:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:07:48.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much!</title><content type='html'>We've done so much this summer and I have been horrible about blogging.  I am going to start with the most recent and work my way back, or I will just keep getting further behind.  We took Ella and Brody to their first Texans game a couple of weeks ago.  Brody loooooves ball-balls and we knew he would be really excited when we got there.  Ella, however, could have cared less about the fact that there would be football and couldn't wait to see the cheerleaders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jeff being silly before the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA3BupQuiI/AAAAAAAABbc/Oty7XvfRUE0/s1600-h/jeff.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377358457920862754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA3BupQuiI/AAAAAAAABbc/Oty7XvfRUE0/s400/jeff.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finally decided to dye my hair dark again...trying to get back to my natural color although I'm not sure what it even is.  Oh- and get this!  As she was mixing my color she tells me that she is putting grey drops in the color to help cover my grey hairs.  WHAT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA3BVh3j9I/AAAAAAAABbU/4zFG2n7OvdU/s1600-h/mommy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377358451178966994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA3BVh3j9I/AAAAAAAABbU/4zFG2n7OvdU/s400/mommy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were handing out these cute stickers that the players wear.  I thought it would be so precious to put them on Brody.  We oood and awed over his adorableness.  Little did I know that taking them off would be aweful.  The poor kid cried for 5 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA3Ayp3HXI/AAAAAAAABbM/eAd1KjzUQeA/s1600-h/brody+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377358441817251186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA3Ayp3HXI/AAAAAAAABbM/eAd1KjzUQeA/s400/brody+4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ella copied the cheerleaders the whole time.  Now she wants to be a cheerleader for Halloween.  It's also not fun to be this close to girls who have really flat abs all night.  Especially after you have had 3 kids.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA3AXdjJpI/AAAAAAAABbE/IlNDeR0J1Uc/s1600-h/ella+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377358434517853842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA3AXdjJpI/AAAAAAAABbE/IlNDeR0J1Uc/s400/ella+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2_-TxhSI/AAAAAAAABa8/5i9TLJiR0Tk/s1600-h/daddy+and+b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377358427765966114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2_-TxhSI/AAAAAAAABa8/5i9TLJiR0Tk/s400/daddy+and+b.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2TTGzJ7I/AAAAAAAABa0/zLPb7EabsoA/s1600-h/ella+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377357660254578610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2TTGzJ7I/AAAAAAAABa0/zLPb7EabsoA/s400/ella+4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2S6IOixI/AAAAAAAABas/ucWvkLb5PFw/s1600-h/mommy+and+brody+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377357653549681426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2S6IOixI/AAAAAAAABas/ucWvkLb5PFw/s400/mommy+and+brody+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2SdKgZ9I/AAAAAAAABak/hFEvdLlgh1s/s1600-h/ella+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377357645774612434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2SdKgZ9I/AAAAAAAABak/hFEvdLlgh1s/s400/ella+5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2SMKim9I/AAAAAAAABac/Y-lyvB1vpTc/s1600-h/b+and+daddys+shoulders.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377357641211354066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2SMKim9I/AAAAAAAABac/Y-lyvB1vpTc/s400/b+and+daddys+shoulders.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2Rkj-gCI/AAAAAAAABaU/svPHTNVkkXc/s1600-h/leaving.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377357630580621346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA2Rkj-gCI/AAAAAAAABaU/svPHTNVkkXc/s400/leaving.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a fun night.  I could have done without the long walk while holding either a 37 lbs kid or a 26 lbs kid, but we had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also recently took the kids bowling for the first time.  We went with Aunt Amy, Gabriel, Luke, Stevi (or Mrs. Steebie as Brody would say), Riley, Brady, Holly, Erik and Braden.  The kids had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA1cXX2PdI/AAAAAAAABaM/p5jsHvJzDoM/s1600-h/Brody+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377356716507020754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA1cXX2PdI/AAAAAAAABaM/p5jsHvJzDoM/s400/Brody+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't bowling shoes on a toddler the CUTEST thing you've ever seen?  I might have to get him some to wear even when we aren't bowling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377356712553106194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA1cIpKSxI/AAAAAAAABaE/i5s9rzHeinM/s400/brody+2.JPG" /&gt;Brooks just hung out in his stroller and eventually fell asleep.  I was nervous about how I was going to handle all three without Jeff since I still had to help Brody with the heavy balls, but Brooks was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA1btZuaPI/AAAAAAAABZ8/_QEVXNwXpp8/s1600-h/brooks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377356705240606962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA1btZuaPI/AAAAAAAABZ8/_QEVXNwXpp8/s400/brooks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella and Gabriel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA08n9SgMI/AAAAAAAABZ0/f22AfolqmXM/s1600-h/Ella+and+Gabriel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377356171203215554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA08n9SgMI/AAAAAAAABZ0/f22AfolqmXM/s400/Ella+and+Gabriel.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ella and Riley.  They are so hilarious when they pose with each other for pictures.  They look like teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA08I0CncI/AAAAAAAABZs/PRZvIIBRAxI/s1600-h/ella+and+Riley.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377356162842926530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA08I0CncI/AAAAAAAABZs/PRZvIIBRAxI/s400/ella+and+Riley.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish they would have had these awesome things when I was a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA07ybbASI/AAAAAAAABZk/dC4cmB5sEfo/s1600-h/Ella+bowl+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377356156834087202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA07ybbASI/AAAAAAAABZk/dC4cmB5sEfo/s400/Ella+bowl+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA07e4N4FI/AAAAAAAABZc/kdvtMZdTxWM/s1600-h/everyone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377356151586152530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA07e4N4FI/AAAAAAAABZc/kdvtMZdTxWM/s400/everyone.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I promise to post more soon.  Hopefully I will have some time this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-7118500120052134115?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7118500120052134115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=7118500120052134115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/7118500120052134115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/7118500120052134115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-much.html' title='So Much!'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/SqA3BupQuiI/AAAAAAAABbc/Oty7XvfRUE0/s72-c/jeff.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-2762015273714749733</id><published>2009-06-15T13:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:15:18.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do?</title><content type='html'>What do you do when your son walks up to you with his sister's tutu in his hands and wants to put it on? Do you explain to the 1 year old that tutus are for girls while he throws a major fit because he doesn't understand why he can't wear it, or do you let him put it on and dance around while you take lots of pictures? I went with option B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVwXguJEI/AAAAAAAABV0/t_p_j4yhF3A/s1600-h/Brody+tutu+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347626265726559298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVwXguJEI/AAAAAAAABV0/t_p_j4yhF3A/s400/Brody+tutu+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVwJhVL5I/AAAAAAAABVs/Ci2CotsMoVk/s1600-h/Brody+tutu+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347626261971021714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVwJhVL5I/AAAAAAAABVs/Ci2CotsMoVk/s400/Brody+tutu+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVv-k6o9I/AAAAAAAABVk/GLLd1x4xh2k/s1600-h/Brody+tutu+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347626259033269202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVv-k6o9I/AAAAAAAABVk/GLLd1x4xh2k/s400/Brody+tutu+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeff is probably going to kill me for posting those but it was so &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;. He was even dancing like Ella and saying "tutu" over and over again. Jeff need not worry. Those of us who know Brody know that he is NOT a sissy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooks is getting so big. He is already 2 months old. I can't believe how fast it's going! He is still waking up at night which sucks, but hopefully in a few more weeks that will change. I think it's crazy that he can be so punctual at 1:30 and 4:30 am. It never fails and it's exactly the same time every single night. I am trying to break the 1:30 am feeding because he really doesn't need to eat every 3 hours at night. We've (by we've I mean I) have been trying the pacifier instead of a bottle for the past 4 nights which seems to satisfy him but I really thought he would stop waking up once he broke the habit of eating. Oh-well. I know this part will soon be over. It would be worse if he wasn't so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVvrxxIrI/AAAAAAAABVc/wZb2XP4Szmw/s1600-h/Ella+holding+Brooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347626253986898610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVvrxxIrI/AAAAAAAABVc/wZb2XP4Szmw/s400/Ella+holding+Brooks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVg3R6vrI/AAAAAAAABVU/EFWIfSQXFKg/s1600-h/Brooks+bath+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347625999376498354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVg3R6vrI/AAAAAAAABVU/EFWIfSQXFKg/s400/Brooks+bath+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVghiL2tI/AAAAAAAABVM/nEuyawpfs_4/s1600-h/Brooks+bath+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347625993539148498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVghiL2tI/AAAAAAAABVM/nEuyawpfs_4/s400/Brooks+bath+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVgLSdoaI/AAAAAAAABVE/PD6VLH22RMk/s1600-h/Brooks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347625987567624610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVgLSdoaI/AAAAAAAABVE/PD6VLH22RMk/s400/Brooks+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVfwCt9RI/AAAAAAAABU8/gUarWKcuL8s/s1600-h/Brooks+smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347625980253828370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVfwCt9RI/AAAAAAAABU8/gUarWKcuL8s/s400/Brooks+smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVflMy0TI/AAAAAAAABU0/Y2pU-drKaSY/s1600-h/Brooks+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347625977343299890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVflMy0TI/AAAAAAAABU0/Y2pU-drKaSY/s400/Brooks+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...a cute picture of Brody and Ella in the tub. Can you even believe their amazing tans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVNL-sOTI/AAAAAAAABUs/QOc8LUxaqK4/s1600-h/Ella+and+Brody+bath+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347625661335615794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVNL-sOTI/AAAAAAAABUs/QOc8LUxaqK4/s400/Ella+and+Brody+bath+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's so hot outside and neither of the kids want to be out in the heat. What in the world are you supposed to do when you are stuck inside all day? Brody knows! He made up a game where he and Ella take turns standing on his ride-on lion and posing like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVMtrspFI/AAAAAAAABUk/FRSpXBTNAXg/s1600-h/Ella+pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347625653202887762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVMtrspFI/AAAAAAAABUk/FRSpXBTNAXg/s400/Ella+pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVMSxc0tI/AAAAAAAABUc/EMG8xIwUuWM/s1600-h/Brody+pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347625645979259602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVMSxc0tI/AAAAAAAABUc/EMG8xIwUuWM/s400/Brody+pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pure excitement! And when I need to get things done around the house, I just turn on the washing machine. It provides endless hours of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaUbW244CI/AAAAAAAABUU/CRlcSvFAN0o/s1600-h/watching+washer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347624805262221346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaUbW244CI/AAAAAAAABUU/CRlcSvFAN0o/s400/watching+washer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brody chillaxin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaUbESvbwI/AAAAAAAABUM/ccOzPKxF6QQ/s1600-h/Brody+relaxing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347624800278769410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaUbESvbwI/AAAAAAAABUM/ccOzPKxF6QQ/s400/Brody+relaxing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brody and cousin Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaUa5x6odI/AAAAAAAABUE/5DVNTREEUak/s1600-h/Brody+and+Luke+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347624797456736722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaUa5x6odI/AAAAAAAABUE/5DVNTREEUak/s400/Brody+and+Luke+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two weekends ago we headed down to the McCarty's for some burgers and baby pools and the kids had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson and Gabriel are hilarious to watch. They have so much energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaUaOgBOaI/AAAAAAAABT0/vMRXxU2bC4U/s1600-h/Jackson+splash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347624785838946722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaUaOgBOaI/AAAAAAAABT0/vMRXxU2bC4U/s400/Jackson+splash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ella stayed far away from the boys. She doesn't like to get splashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaTn01AsBI/AAAAAAAABTs/x0xhjV2tST0/s1600-h/Daddy+and+Ella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347623919954210834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaTn01AsBI/AAAAAAAABTs/x0xhjV2tST0/s400/Daddy+and+Ella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best Buds Brody and Hudson enjoying their 54th Capri Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaTnUh2WAI/AAAAAAAABTc/4tgntfSOJvE/s1600-h/Brody+and+Huddy+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347623911283906562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaTnUh2WAI/AAAAAAAABTc/4tgntfSOJvE/s400/Brody+and+Huddy+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaTnFCSmKI/AAAAAAAABTU/i5DBbdKKJnY/s1600-h/Brody+and+Huddy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347623907125008546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaTnFCSmKI/AAAAAAAABTU/i5DBbdKKJnY/s400/Brody+and+Huddy+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Amy and Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaTm9O5JwI/AAAAAAAABTM/sfoAooE_tPU/s1600-h/Amy+and+Luke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347623905030383362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaTm9O5JwI/AAAAAAAABTM/sfoAooE_tPU/s400/Amy+and+Luke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wowzers. This turned out to be a pretty long post. Hope everyone is enjoying their summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-2762015273714749733?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2762015273714749733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=2762015273714749733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/2762015273714749733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/2762015273714749733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='What do you do?'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/SjaVwXguJEI/AAAAAAAABV0/t_p_j4yhF3A/s72-c/Brody+tutu+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-7362935822599982476</id><published>2009-05-22T14:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:15:36.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>There's been a lot going on around here lately.  I actually got out by myself today with all 3 kids for the first time.  Besides the fact that Brooks peed on Ella's face and all over his clothes and her dress, I would say it went pretty well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr. said we need to start working on using a spoon which just sounds like a bad idea all together, but I guess Brody has to stop eating with his hands at some point.  I thought I would go ahead and try letting him use a spoon to eat some yogurt and, well, the spoon was too tricky I guess.  He resorted to licking the yogurt out of the container and ended up looking like this.  Yogurt is really hard to clean up by the way.  It doesn't seem like it would be but it's so thick and sticky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcE3W5r3vI/AAAAAAAABSE/OiDE4Cj2w7Y/s1600-h/yogurt+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338741232357859058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcE3W5r3vI/AAAAAAAABSE/OiDE4Cj2w7Y/s400/yogurt+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcE3SdI-HI/AAAAAAAABR8/HlWYgJs-Y5k/s1600-h/yogurt+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338741231164389490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcE3SdI-HI/AAAAAAAABR8/HlWYgJs-Y5k/s400/yogurt+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcE3AqduWI/AAAAAAAABR0/XTus4ETWrqg/s1600-h/yogurt+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338741226388437346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcE3AqduWI/AAAAAAAABR0/XTus4ETWrqg/s400/yogurt+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a random pictures of Brody running around in a towel after his bath which he thought was SO much fun.  I usually always carry him straight to his room after his bath to get dressed and this was the first time I actually set him down and let him run free.  It was pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcEgBHCEDI/AAAAAAAABRs/y8f6GNxXdqs/s1600-h/Brody+towel+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338740831371268146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcEgBHCEDI/AAAAAAAABRs/y8f6GNxXdqs/s400/Brody+towel+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella making a halo and a heart with some kind of stick thing she found somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcEZjY1jgI/AAAAAAAABRc/wiN5oT2P7oA/s1600-h/Ella+halo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338740720313667074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcEZjY1jgI/AAAAAAAABRc/wiN5oT2P7oA/s400/Ella+halo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcEY3mO1gI/AAAAAAAABRU/259QrW4-Peg/s1600-h/ella+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338740708558689794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcEY3mO1gI/AAAAAAAABRU/259QrW4-Peg/s400/ella+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In other news, Ella had her first dance recital last weekend.  It was so cute and she loved being on stage.  I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; of her.  She actually did really well for being only 4.  I also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;secretly&lt;/span&gt; wish they made these ballet costumes in my size.  They are so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcER2JYSII/AAAAAAAABRM/YezMd6j082U/s1600-h/recital+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338740587910154370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcER2JYSII/AAAAAAAABRM/YezMd6j082U/s400/recital+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ella and her best little girlfriend Riley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcERxVtSmI/AAAAAAAABRE/fnF4yCIfunU/s1600-h/recital+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338740586619685474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcERxVtSmI/AAAAAAAABRE/fnF4yCIfunU/s400/recital+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcERjg4IgI/AAAAAAAABQ8/PNFshXLc-IY/s1600-h/recital+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338740582908436994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcERjg4IgI/AAAAAAAABQ8/PNFshXLc-IY/s400/recital+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcERUFY_qI/AAAAAAAABQ0/qbMY7fVJXhs/s1600-h/recital+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338740578766618274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcERUFY_qI/AAAAAAAABQ0/qbMY7fVJXhs/s400/recital+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcERGonFBI/AAAAAAAABQs/GYzHrpwItkc/s1600-h/recital+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338740575156245522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcERGonFBI/AAAAAAAABQs/GYzHrpwItkc/s400/recital+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and a little (not very good) picture of Brooks to be fair. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcD24ofz1I/AAAAAAAABQk/ow7KVLnfJAI/s1600-h/Brooks+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338740124721074002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcD24ofz1I/AAAAAAAABQk/ow7KVLnfJAI/s400/Brooks+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-7362935822599982476?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7362935822599982476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=7362935822599982476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/7362935822599982476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/7362935822599982476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/ShcE3W5r3vI/AAAAAAAABSE/OiDE4Cj2w7Y/s72-c/yogurt+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-4337142583068144618</id><published>2009-05-01T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:48:12.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks Old</title><content type='html'>It's going too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/Sftf7-okacI/AAAAAAAABO8/xSGHuWIBwQY/s1600-h/Brooks+2+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330960067953191362" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Especially because two of them would be so young.  I sort of thought it was going to be impossible for me to do by myself and was even thinking that it might be so bad that I would have to go back to work.  But it has been surprisingly, dare I say, pleasant??  It definitely isn't the easiest thing I have ever done, but it's been working out pretty well.  I say, without a doubt, that going from 2-3 has been so much easier than going from 1-2.  Bringing Brody home was so tramatic that I have the first 6 months blocked out of my memory.  The only specific memory I have is sitting on the couch one night barely able to hold my eyes open and feeling like crap.  I looked over at Jeff and told him that if I ever said I wanted any more kids to "remind me of this moment right now and tell me NO!"  Of coarse, things got easier and I learned to manage having two.  Brooks is an EXCELLENT baby and is fitting right in.  Who knows if this angelic state of being will last into the toddler years, but I am enjoying him so much.  He's so tiny and snuggly and sweet.  I want him to stay like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfNN_tuerfI/AAAAAAAABO0/0R2OKPo_RtE/s1600-h/Brooks+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328688541111070194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfNN_tuerfI/AAAAAAAABO0/0R2OKPo_RtE/s400/Brooks+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfNN_XmpdFI/AAAAAAAABOs/np_V8Xc-12I/s1600-h/Brooks+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328688535172641874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfNN_XmpdFI/AAAAAAAABOs/np_V8Xc-12I/s400/Brooks+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfNN_N5ywFI/AAAAAAAABOk/5aZa2TNuVWY/s1600-h/Brooks+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328688532568588370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfNN_N5ywFI/AAAAAAAABOk/5aZa2TNuVWY/s400/Brooks+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We can't quite tell who he looks like yet, but Jeff is insistent that he looks exactly like Yoda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfNN-gkuDhI/AAAAAAAABOU/PyncIm7SvTg/s1600-h/Yoda+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328688520400604690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfNN-gkuDhI/AAAAAAAABOU/PyncIm7SvTg/s400/Yoda+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/188939238925505014-8117832402872686372?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8117832402872686372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=8117832402872686372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/8117832402872686372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/8117832402872686372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-then-there-were-3.html' title='And then there were 3...'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfNN_tuerfI/AAAAAAAABO0/0R2OKPo_RtE/s72-c/Brooks+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-6325677473653951858</id><published>2009-04-24T09:11:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:40:36.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>Ella and Brody went over to their friend Jackson's house to swim in his blow up pool yesterday.  Brody went to the pool last year, but he was too young to enjoy it.  Since he loves his baths so much I knew it was going to be a big hit.  I was right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella and Brody ready for their first swim of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHLESoR8TI/AAAAAAAABNk/xJ6g8rtwGMY/s1600-h/ella+and+brody+doorway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328263108736708914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHLESoR8TI/AAAAAAAABNk/xJ6g8rtwGMY/s400/ella+and+brody+doorway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pretty much sums up Brody's mood since Brooks came home.  Also notice the unmistakable farmers tan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHK-Qw9uMI/AAAAAAAABNc/xQ0-CJodaHs/s1600-h/Brody+mad+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328263005157046466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHK-Qw9uMI/AAAAAAAABNc/xQ0-CJodaHs/s400/Brody+mad+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He didn't really know what to do at first, but once he realized he could fall and splash, he was super excited.  He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;squeeling&lt;/span&gt; and cracking up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHK5cWz0jI/AAAAAAAABNU/D4873IM3B9o/s1600-h/All+3+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328262922369225266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHK5cWz0jI/AAAAAAAABNU/D4873IM3B9o/s400/All+3+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHKYDU7mSI/AAAAAAAABNE/2LrxVbec2k4/s1600-h/Brody+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328262348714776866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHKYDU7mSI/AAAAAAAABNE/2LrxVbec2k4/s400/Brody+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHKH6v9u6I/AAAAAAAABM8/LSuUD2lzUBQ/s1600-h/Brody+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328262071534336930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHKH6v9u6I/AAAAAAAABM8/LSuUD2lzUBQ/s400/Brody+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ella pretending to be a mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHJ_c43kJI/AAAAAAAABM0/14QG4xt91tM/s1600-h/Ella+mermaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328261926079664274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHJ_c43kJI/AAAAAAAABM0/14QG4xt91tM/s400/Ella+mermaid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHI9p_HFSI/AAAAAAAABL0/QvTdY3eJCT4/s1600-h/Brody+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328260795724141858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHI9p_HFSI/AAAAAAAABL0/QvTdY3eJCT4/s400/Brody+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHI9hxCzKI/AAAAAAAABLs/1x5QoP6GdvU/s1600-h/Brody+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328260793517657250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHI9hxCzKI/AAAAAAAABLs/1x5QoP6GdvU/s400/Brody+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHI9a83RYI/AAAAAAAABLk/r68_VM_FIA0/s1600-h/All+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328260791688185218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHI9a83RYI/AAAAAAAABLk/r68_VM_FIA0/s400/All+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHI8xXbzwI/AAAAAAAABLU/YWS-Cadfwo4/s1600-h/Brody+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328260780525342466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHI8xXbzwI/AAAAAAAABLU/YWS-Cadfwo4/s400/Brody+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we'll be spending a lot of time in the water this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-6325677473653951858?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6325677473653951858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=6325677473653951858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/6325677473653951858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/6325677473653951858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/SfHLESoR8TI/AAAAAAAABNk/xJ6g8rtwGMY/s72-c/ella+and+brody+doorway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-4567614688567490935</id><published>2009-04-21T17:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:39:28.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby!</title><content type='html'>Because I have 3 children now and my middle child is not making things easy on me, I only have time for a quick post.  Brooks Allen Fetterman was born April 15th at 7:23 am.  He weighed in at 6 lbs. 9 oz and was 18 1/2" long.  He is the sweetest little baby and is doing great.  I think he might just be my easiest one so far.  I will post more as soon as I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/Se5KeCAR35I/AAAAAAAABLE/u2uw-Q4EHC8/s1600-h/Brooks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327277289020448658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/Se5KeCAR35I/AAAAAAAABLE/u2uw-Q4EHC8/s400/Brooks+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/Se5Kd4kc2bI/AAAAAAAABK8/X95YiaVVjBw/s1600-h/Brooks+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327277286487808434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/Se5Kd4kc2bI/AAAAAAAABK8/X95YiaVVjBw/s400/Brooks+1.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/188939238925505014-4567614688567490935?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4567614688567490935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=4567614688567490935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/4567614688567490935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/4567614688567490935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby.html' title='Baby!'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/Se5KeCAR35I/AAAAAAAABLE/u2uw-Q4EHC8/s72-c/Brooks+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-7630774056434613053</id><published>2009-03-19T12:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:27:25.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo</title><content type='html'>We took a family trip to the rodeo on Saturday.  We decided to leave the babies with a sitter which turned out to be a great idea since the weather was awful.  We had a very long walk in the cold rain.  The kids had a great time though.  We thought their favorite part would be the livestock show but it turned out that they loved the rodeo.  They were so excited about the bucking bulls and probably most of all, the cotton candy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_CV_mV2I/AAAAAAAABKE/4IIaQgnn3lQ/s1600-h/on+the+way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314950188490970978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_CV_mV2I/AAAAAAAABKE/4IIaQgnn3lQ/s400/on+the+way.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_BoSAmiI/AAAAAAAABJ8/Y9glHm_3ZPw/s1600-h/petting+steer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314950176220158498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_BoSAmiI/AAAAAAAABJ8/Y9glHm_3ZPw/s400/petting+steer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_BKp9HGI/AAAAAAAABJ0/qLlV5tjrjGA/s1600-h/gabriel+petting+zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314950168267529314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_BKp9HGI/AAAAAAAABJ0/qLlV5tjrjGA/s400/gabriel+petting+zoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_Avn8_9I/AAAAAAAABJs/8xhQLn2WD4U/s1600-h/ella+tractor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314950161011376082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_Avn8_9I/AAAAAAAABJs/8xhQLn2WD4U/s400/ella+tractor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_AKoNElI/AAAAAAAABJk/F-b5OtEHoa8/s1600-h/gabriel+tractor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314950151080317522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_AKoNElI/AAAAAAAABJk/F-b5OtEHoa8/s400/gabriel+tractor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/188939238925505014-7630774056434613053?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7630774056434613053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=7630774056434613053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/7630774056434613053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/7630774056434613053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/rodeo.html' title='Rodeo'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ_CV_mV2I/AAAAAAAABKE/4IIaQgnn3lQ/s72-c/on+the+way.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-3797982046263929248</id><published>2009-03-19T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:19:38.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!</title><content type='html'>He's finally decided to give it a go. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ-WioZPzI/AAAAAAAABJc/maomQdiFdYM/s1600-h/walking+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314949435969060658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ-WioZPzI/AAAAAAAABJc/maomQdiFdYM/s400/walking+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ-WQHoylI/AAAAAAAABJU/Cfyf3RZMtQE/s1600-h/walking+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314949430999829074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ-WQHoylI/AAAAAAAABJU/Cfyf3RZMtQE/s400/walking+2.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/188939238925505014-3797982046263929248?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3797982046263929248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=3797982046263929248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/3797982046263929248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/3797982046263929248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/ScJ-WioZPzI/AAAAAAAABJc/maomQdiFdYM/s72-c/walking+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-4731831870981912585</id><published>2009-03-12T11:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:20:10.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/Sbk2Ev7jVRI/AAAAAAAABI8/Gg1PZhbYTD8/s1600-h/beanie+push+toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312336690673833234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/Sbk2Ev7jVRI/AAAAAAAABI8/Gg1PZhbYTD8/s400/beanie+push+toy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/Sbk2EnRlxMI/AAAAAAAABI0/6oGJkV-BniA/s1600-h/brody+cabinet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312336688350348482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/Sbk2EnRlxMI/AAAAAAAABI0/6oGJkV-BniA/s400/brody+cabinet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still have no name for this poor little baby. Who knew it could be this hard to find a boy name we agree on? Anyway, we took our house off the market because we were running out of time and are closing in a room for the baby. Things are coming along slowly but surely. I will post some before and after pictures when it's finished. It's hard to have things out of place and by this point in my other two pregnancies I had everything done and ready for the baby. I still have SO much to do, actually I have everything left to do. I haven't started preparing at all. I shouldn't have waited this long either because now it's hard just to move. Above are a couple pictures of the Bean who seems to always be getting into trouble and into something he's not supposed to. And-he does it all on purpose. He makes sure I'm looking right at him when he's about to make his move. So opposite from his big sister. Good thing she's so easy and well behaved or I don't know what would happen when #3 arrives. Oh, and by the way, he still does most of his getting around by crawling. He takes a few steps here and there just for entertainment, but at this point he just doesn't really care about walking. He has about 6 more weeks to start walking or we're going to have some major problems. &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/188939238925505014-4731831870981912585?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4731831870981912585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=4731831870981912585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/4731831870981912585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/4731831870981912585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/renovations.html' title='Renovations'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/Sbk2Ev7jVRI/AAAAAAAABI8/Gg1PZhbYTD8/s72-c/beanie+push+toy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-8960615292423235958</id><published>2009-02-13T14:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:55:54.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Boy #2</title><content type='html'>So, we really need some help with boy names.  There has to be a name out there that fits mine and Jeff's very different criteria that we haven't heard.  I would love some suggestions.  Jeff wants a strong name that isn't too unusual.  I want a name that isn't on the most popular list and that doesn't end in the -en,-on, trend that is going on right now.  We just haven't found the perfect name yet and we actually don't have any names on our list and I'm getting a little nervous. Thanks for your input!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-8960615292423235958?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8960615292423235958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=8960615292423235958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/8960615292423235958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/8960615292423235958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-boy-2.html' title='Baby Boy #2'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-2018057476266649796</id><published>2009-01-28T15:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:19:54.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella's Haircut</title><content type='html'>I took Ella to get her hair cut today.  She just seemed like such a big girl sitting in that chair.  She was perfectly still and sweet and I LOVE her new cut.  But first, the Bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ2O_k72I/AAAAAAAABGE/16oQdyddaaM/s1600-h/brody+basket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296455095362580322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ2O_k72I/AAAAAAAABGE/16oQdyddaaM/s400/brody+basket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ1q42xKI/AAAAAAAABF8/uScuN6gy8WU/s1600-h/brody+basket+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296455085670712482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ1q42xKI/AAAAAAAABF8/uScuN6gy8WU/s400/brody+basket+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ella before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ1gZGrLI/AAAAAAAABF0/yCv84KYTyU8/s1600-h/Ella+hair+before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296455082853182642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ1gZGrLI/AAAAAAAABF0/yCv84KYTyU8/s400/Ella+hair+before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ella after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ1SgFtEI/AAAAAAAABFs/lDMQRlm2W40/s1600-h/hair+after+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296455079124382786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ1SgFtEI/AAAAAAAABFs/lDMQRlm2W40/s400/hair+after+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ1HnEs9I/AAAAAAAABFk/EwNJhhyx_BY/s1600-h/hair+after+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296455076200887250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ1HnEs9I/AAAAAAAABFk/EwNJhhyx_BY/s400/hair+after+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it cute?  I have just noticed lately how big she is getting.  Like today, for example, we went to Chuck E. Cheese for lunch and she climbed up in the tube/slide contraption all by herself.  You know, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hamster&lt;/span&gt; cage thing?  This may not seem like a big deal for most 4 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;, or even most 2 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;, but Ella is always so cautious and nervous about things.  I was sitting watching her thinking that surely she would get up there and not know which way to go and start freaking out and begging me to come rescue her...but she didn't.  She just crawled through the whole thing and went down the slide and did it all over again.  On the way home she told me that she even made a new friend.  I mean, really?  This was so out of her character and she made me realize that she is growing up so fast and becoming so independent.  I just love her so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-2018057476266649796?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2018057476266649796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=2018057476266649796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/2018057476266649796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/2018057476266649796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/ellas-haircut.html' title='Ella&apos;s Haircut'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/SYDJ2O_k72I/AAAAAAAABGE/16oQdyddaaM/s72-c/brody+basket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-2708698960800336913</id><published>2009-01-15T15:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:03:37.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with the Fettermans</title><content type='html'>Grandma, Grandpa and Uncle Harry came out for Christmas.  We didn't take a lot of pictures but here are some of all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-kQzraajI/AAAAAAAABDw/6fCB7Wig4jc/s1600-h/everyone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291628695840778802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-kQzraajI/AAAAAAAABDw/6fCB7Wig4jc/s400/everyone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-kQqDVV1I/AAAAAAAABDo/SYfd-eyvWYY/s1600-h/grandkids+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291628693256755026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-kQqDVV1I/AAAAAAAABDo/SYfd-eyvWYY/s400/grandkids+2.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/188939238925505014-2708698960800336913?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2708698960800336913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=2708698960800336913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/2708698960800336913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/2708698960800336913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-with-fettermans.html' title='Christmas with the Fettermans'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-kQzraajI/AAAAAAAABDw/6fCB7Wig4jc/s72-c/everyone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-3418040802556164343</id><published>2009-01-15T14:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:59:44.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at the Crider's</title><content type='html'>The kids lucked out as usual at Grandma and Grandpa's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel trying out his tractor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-jPqepx0I/AAAAAAAABDg/gaDOk4n7SjY/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+and+Others+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291627576679843650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-jPqepx0I/AAAAAAAABDg/gaDOk4n7SjY/s400/Christmas+2008+and+Others+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids walking out to find their tractor and Barbie jeep.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-jPDa8QnI/AAAAAAAABDY/bLS-weWz5Fo/s1600-h/finding+cars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291627566195294834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-jPDa8QnI/AAAAAAAABDY/bLS-weWz5Fo/s400/finding+cars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Amy and Brody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-jO-bJOpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/WU0w_XGWZfw/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+and+Others+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291627564853967506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-jO-bJOpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/WU0w_XGWZfw/s400/Christmas+2008+and+Others+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeff and Baby Luke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-jOc0pgkI/AAAAAAAABDI/Iey4usPsC9I/s1600-h/jeff+and+luke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291627555834135106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-jOc0pgkI/AAAAAAAABDI/Iey4usPsC9I/s400/jeff+and+luke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/188939238925505014-3418040802556164343?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3418040802556164343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=3418040802556164343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/3418040802556164343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/3418040802556164343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-at-criders.html' title='Christmas at the Crider&apos;s'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-jPqepx0I/AAAAAAAABDg/gaDOk4n7SjY/s72-c/Christmas+2008+and+Others+058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-6256975505629333798</id><published>2009-01-15T14:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:54:05.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas was so much fun this year. It gets better the older Ella gets. Brody still didn't know what was going on but he does love his new car that Santa got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella was obviously very excited about her new Barbie movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-gxw8rM3I/AAAAAAAABDA/9ghnlv4gohA/s1600-h/ella+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291624863997047666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-gxw8rM3I/AAAAAAAABDA/9ghnlv4gohA/s400/ella+movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..and her Barbie and the Diamond Castle Playhouse that she has probably played with two times. She says that her favorite present was her glitter and glue. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-gx2Zw8lI/AAAAAAAABC4/XQ1rm-GyhWE/s1600-h/ella+castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291624865461236306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-gx2Zw8lI/AAAAAAAABC4/XQ1rm-GyhWE/s400/ella+castle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-gxUxM3rI/AAAAAAAABCw/8YlxlpJR05w/s1600-h/brody+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291624856432729778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-gxUxM3rI/AAAAAAAABCw/8YlxlpJR05w/s400/brody+car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think his stocking is bigger than he is.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-gxLpGKeI/AAAAAAAABCo/H2y-8G1BvjI/s1600-h/brody+stocking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291624853982816738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-gxLpGKeI/AAAAAAAABCo/H2y-8G1BvjI/s400/brody+stocking.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/188939238925505014-6256975505629333798?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6256975505629333798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=6256975505629333798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/6256975505629333798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/6256975505629333798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW-gxw8rM3I/AAAAAAAABDA/9ghnlv4gohA/s72-c/ella+movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-1610412204021959037</id><published>2009-01-15T10:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:56:29.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>It's been almost a year since I have posted here but I really want a place where I can post family stuff without worrying about it looking "professional". I have lots to post! My little Beanie is almost 15 months and Ella is 4. If you don't already know we are expecting baby #3 in April. We are having another boy and are having a really hard time with names so feel free to leave some suggestions. Jeff wants something strong and manly. I want something that doesn't end in en or on, that isn't too common, and that sounds cute with Ella and Brody. Getting any ideas? We are also trying to sell our house because we are OUT OF ROOM! We have no more bedrooms and I refuse to share my room with an infant for more than a few weeks. I know, I know, the market is bad, but seriously, isn't anyone moving? I only have a few more months here. Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW9oPbf-X3I/AAAAAAAABCg/HOdW8Gdlb_I/s1600-h/brody+standing+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291562701472817010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW9oPbf-X3I/AAAAAAAABCg/HOdW8Gdlb_I/s400/brody+standing+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something crazy must have been going on during the night. I have no idea how is hair ended up like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW9oNz-PuQI/AAAAAAAABCY/ksoNJpmq7gM/s1600-h/brody+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291562673682495746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW9oNz-PuQI/AAAAAAAABCY/ksoNJpmq7gM/s400/brody+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ella got these glasses at school during her Halloween Party and they are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW9oNgFHAOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Lk4aubpvkUI/s1600-h/Ella+glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291562668342575330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW9oNgFHAOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Lk4aubpvkUI/s400/Ella+glasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW9oNR04gaI/AAAAAAAABCI/54gQOultH1Q/s1600-h/Brody+glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291562664516420002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW9oNR04gaI/AAAAAAAABCI/54gQOultH1Q/s400/Brody+glasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am really going to make an effort to try and post on a regular basis so keep checking back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-1610412204021959037?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1610412204021959037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=1610412204021959037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/1610412204021959037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/1610412204021959037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</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/_pPS2ZEauplM/SW9oPbf-X3I/AAAAAAAABCg/HOdW8Gdlb_I/s72-c/brody+standing+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-1237490590534498339</id><published>2008-03-26T15:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:49:25.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a great Easter.  We had lots of fun this year.  We had our annual confetti egg war where the only two players are usually Jeff and Bo and the competition is heated.  The kids had an Easter Egg Hunt and the adults just laughed at how cute they were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q124GNJZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YylRO52Y8vM/s1600-h/fetterman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182154275619153298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q124GNJZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YylRO52Y8vM/s400/fetterman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q134GNJaI/AAAAAAAAANY/Db96e4F-Av4/s1600-h/j+b+easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182154292799022498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q134GNJaI/AAAAAAAAANY/Db96e4F-Av4/s400/j+b+easter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Brody doing what he does best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q1goGNJUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ik7p9ejEnf0/s1600-h/b+chicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182153893367063874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q1goGNJUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ik7p9ejEnf0/s400/b+chicks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q1hYGNJVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/L2xyLZSkKRE/s1600-h/B+Easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182153906251965778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q1hYGNJVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/L2xyLZSkKRE/s400/B+Easter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q1h4GNJWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/7ZwEzazN-S0/s1600-h/e+easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182153914841900386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q1h4GNJWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/7ZwEzazN-S0/s400/e+easter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182153923431834994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q1iYGNJXI/AAAAAAAAANA/rtTXiDV8XlQ/s400/jg+easter.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q1i4GNJYI/AAAAAAAAANI/LsciLj_7j3E/s1600-h/e+g+easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182153932021769602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q1i4GNJYI/AAAAAAAAANI/LsciLj_7j3E/s400/e+g+easter.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/188939238925505014-1237490590534498339?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1237490590534498339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=1237490590534498339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/1237490590534498339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/1237490590534498339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R-q124GNJZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YylRO52Y8vM/s72-c/fetterman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-5858518009184473741</id><published>2008-02-19T14:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T15:13:10.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7tEtm7mkzI/AAAAAAAAADw/0vCD-fyv8cU/s1600-h/Feb+19+2008_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168800547673117490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7tEtm7mkzI/AAAAAAAAADw/0vCD-fyv8cU/s320/Feb+19+2008_0327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7tEum7mk0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/z6Jat5HDhME/s1600-h/Feb+19+2008_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168800564852986690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7tEum7mk0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/z6Jat5HDhME/s320/Feb+19+2008_0329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today was Brody's first experience with rice cereal. Being the chubby kid he is, he ate all of it. He was pretty excited about it too. He was squealing and kicking his legs. Here are the pictures I took to document the momentous occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/188939238925505014-5858518009184473741?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5858518009184473741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=5858518009184473741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/5858518009184473741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/5858518009184473741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-please.html' title='More Please!'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7tEtm7mkzI/AAAAAAAAADw/0vCD-fyv8cU/s72-c/Feb+19+2008_0327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-4888058610246249439</id><published>2008-02-19T13:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T13:22:53.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Check-Check-Check it out!</title><content type='html'>My Photography Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stacyfettermanphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.stacyfettermanphotography.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-4888058610246249439?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4888058610246249439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=4888058610246249439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/4888058610246249439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/4888058610246249439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/check-check-check-it-out.html' title='Check-Check-Check it out!'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-4915074041333769330</id><published>2008-02-16T08:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T08:04:06.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollipops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7btQm7mkoI/AAAAAAAAACE/App6lQGld7g/s1600-h/Ella+lollypop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167578492038451842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7btQm7mkoI/AAAAAAAAACE/App6lQGld7g/s320/Ella+lollypop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So sweet!&lt;/span&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/188939238925505014-4915074041333769330?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4915074041333769330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=4915074041333769330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/4915074041333769330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/4915074041333769330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/lollipops.html' title='Lollipops'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7btQm7mkoI/AAAAAAAAACE/App6lQGld7g/s72-c/Ella+lollypop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-1005734183787587786</id><published>2008-02-13T15:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:16:11.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Piggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7NeA27mknI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ETVfWMTSoUE/s1600-h/Foot+blkwhite_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166576566362608242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7NeA27mknI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ETVfWMTSoUE/s400/Foot+blkwhite_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Couldn't you just eat these piggies up? &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/188939238925505014-1005734183787587786?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1005734183787587786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=1005734183787587786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/1005734183787587786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/1005734183787587786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/piggies.html' title='Piggies'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7NeA27mknI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ETVfWMTSoUE/s72-c/Foot+blkwhite_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-7975907959633159766</id><published>2008-02-13T15:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:13:53.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166575011584447074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7NcmW7mkmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aTpTQaUSjhc/s400/Ella+and+Brody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Here is a recent picture of my two favorites.  I think they are going to look just alike.   &lt;/span&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/188939238925505014-7975907959633159766?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7975907959633159766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=7975907959633159766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/7975907959633159766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/7975907959633159766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-babies.html' title='My Babies'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R7NcmW7mkmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aTpTQaUSjhc/s72-c/Ella+and+Brody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-8576836840958458080</id><published>2008-01-30T10:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T10:44:17.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love these girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R6Cn6z7OO5I/AAAAAAAAABg/kX3CQ0EA7W8/s1600-h/Girls+Night+Dinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161309801779444626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R6Cn6z7OO5I/AAAAAAAAABg/kX3CQ0EA7W8/s400/Girls+Night+Dinner.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am so lucky to have such great friends.  We had our first "Girl's Night Out" and it was so much fun.    We decided to do this once a month to keep our sanity.  It's a rare occasion that we get to take our time at dinner and enjoy our food.  Can't wait till the next one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/188939238925505014-8576836840958458080?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8576836840958458080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=8576836840958458080' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/8576836840958458080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/8576836840958458080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-these-girls.html' title='I love these girls!'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R6Cn6z7OO5I/AAAAAAAAABg/kX3CQ0EA7W8/s72-c/Girls+Night+Dinner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-5055007145576616706</id><published>2008-01-28T13:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:01:10.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R54u2D7OO1I/AAAAAAAAABA/7HndN_pA_aA/s1600-h/Brody+Legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160613729314683730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R54u2D7OO1I/AAAAAAAAABA/7HndN_pA_aA/s400/Brody+Legs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Does anyone else find this so extremely sad? No, not the size of my son's gigantic thighs, but the fact that he had to get 5 shots today? I am quite possibly the world's biggest weenie when it comes to my kids feeling the slightest bit of pain. I just can't understand why the drug companies can't come up with a less painful way of getting these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; into these poor kiddos! The smell of the Dr.'s office makes my stomach hurt! When I walked in today, there was a poor mom in there with her 6 month old twins who each had to get 4 shots. That is 8 shots total! It was so sad. She was crying and I thought I was going to cry just hearing her poor babies! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ughhh&lt;/span&gt;. I actually don't even know how bad it was because Ella and I waited outside while Jeff stayed with Brody for his shots. We had to go outside the building &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't take the chance of possibly hearing him cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And then there is my sweet daughter who asked me in the middle of the night last night if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; was going to cry when he got his shots. This morning she said was too tired to go the Dr.. She was trying so hard to stall and then told me that she didn't want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; to get hurt. She has such a sweet heart! I can only imagine if Jeff hadn't been nice enough to deal with the hard part today. Brody, Ella, and I would all have been crying! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-5055007145576616706?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5055007145576616706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=5055007145576616706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/5055007145576616706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/5055007145576616706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/poor-baby.html' title='Poor Baby!'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R54u2D7OO1I/AAAAAAAAABA/7HndN_pA_aA/s72-c/Brody+Legs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-5792499502365319889</id><published>2008-01-16T15:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:56:04.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't this sweet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R459TpuNGSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lQesmaysJ2Y/s1600-h/BrodyandDad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156196399956433186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R459TpuNGSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lQesmaysJ2Y/s400/BrodyandDad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I love this picture! This is one of Jeff's favorite things to do. Unlucky for him, Brody isn't much of a cuddler. He would rather be hangin' out by himself in his swing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188939238925505014-5792499502365319889?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5792499502365319889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=5792499502365319889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/5792499502365319889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/5792499502365319889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/isnt-this-sweet.html' title='Isn&apos;t this sweet?'/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R459TpuNGSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lQesmaysJ2Y/s72-c/BrodyandDad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188939238925505014.post-3576325323951449328</id><published>2008-01-03T18:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:56:14.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327N5uNGNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TYGvJoMgWSs/s1600-h/Christmas+2007-23.jpg"&gt;This is kind of neat. I never really thought of myself as a "blogger", but my friend Stacy has one and I thought it was so cute. Who knows if I will even have time to actually post things, but I will give it a shot. I hope everyone had a great Christmas. Here are some pictures from our Christmas.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151479396289026258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="338" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327N5uNGNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TYGvJoMgWSs/s400/Christmas+2007-23.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wonder what we are going to do when she isn't into princess stuff anymore.  She will have nothing to play with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327OJuNGOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/C6QUXCdJaho/s1600-h/Christmas+2007-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327OpuNGPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/GBCdZLJXS2o/s1600-h/Christmas+2007-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151479409173928178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327OpuNGPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/GBCdZLJXS2o/s400/Christmas+2007-27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brody spent most of his first Christmas morning sleeping and Ella seemed just as excited about opening his presents.  She's such a sweet big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327O5uNGQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1WdL8ne9SM0/s1600-h/Christmas+2007-32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151479413468895490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327O5uNGQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1WdL8ne9SM0/s400/Christmas+2007-32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327PJuNGRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hFReIqwry-M/s1600-h/Jeff+and+Stacy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151479417763862802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327PJuNGRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hFReIqwry-M/s400/Jeff+and+Stacy.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/188939238925505014-3576325323951449328?l=thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3576325323951449328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188939238925505014&amp;postID=3576325323951449328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/3576325323951449328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188939238925505014/posts/default/3576325323951449328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefettermanfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-kind-of-neat.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacy Fetterman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17495424916112452297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPS2ZEauplM/R327N5uNGNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TYGvJoMgWSs/s72-c/Christmas+2007-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
