<?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-3993397638431696388</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:19:22.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blog by Lisa</title><subtitle type='html'>A friend is someone who see's through you and still enjoys the view!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17127824925399656647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SSMbXrpS3FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Stj3WqV6lbc/S220/Our+little+Fammily.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993397638431696388.post-6889423643830899949</id><published>2008-12-29T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:15:22.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Post rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Answer the six “4″ items.&lt;br /&gt;3. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving them a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things I Did Yesterday: Loved on my baby boy, went to Walmart, visited with friends, unpacked from the trip to Corpus, which is a whole new experience with a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things I Look Forward to: Hearing Landon say "Mama", New Year's, Spring Break, Taking Landon and his cousins to Disney World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things On My Wish List:  Seeing my nephew and nieces, A visit to Italy, Mom and Dad to be well, to hit the Lotto, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Restaurants I like:  PF Chang, Carraba's in Orlando, Montelongo's, Macaroni Grill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Favorite TV Shows: Grey's, Housewives of Orange County-my weekly smut, Boston Legal-more smut. The Doctor's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 People I Tag (You’re it): Nathan, Sherry, Sarah, Gina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993397638431696388-6889423643830899949?l=lisaepperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/feeds/6889423643830899949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993397638431696388&amp;postID=6889423643830899949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/6889423643830899949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/6889423643830899949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/2008/12/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Lisa E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17127824925399656647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SSMbXrpS3FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Stj3WqV6lbc/S220/Our+little+Fammily.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993397638431696388.post-4224148806849749051</id><published>2008-11-05T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:13:27.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reagan, This One's for you....Finally Updates!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJaWodI6sI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZjvYaVdFN0Q/s1600-h/18020477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265370259212790466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJaWodI6sI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZjvYaVdFN0Q/s320/18020477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJaO944QmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IyTE9osoKVc/s1600-h/18020475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265370127527330402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJaO944QmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IyTE9osoKVc/s320/18020475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon was not only a sweet little tiger for the sitter's house, but he was also a precious giraffe Halloween night. What an angel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJaEePVcfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XTmz85x8qZA/s1600-h/18020462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265369947232891378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJaEePVcfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XTmz85x8qZA/s320/18020462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just couldn't stay awake....dreaming of the candy I am missing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZ3bcceWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8zg_Y-4Bl-c/s1600-h/18020459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265369723144272226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZ3bcceWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8zg_Y-4Bl-c/s320/18020459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am LOVING bath time! I am sharpening my soccer skills with a little rubber ducky they are putting in my bath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZpT8_NOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hIil-Z75K-w/s1600-h/18020460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265369480615113954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZpT8_NOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hIil-Z75K-w/s320/18020460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZfdgzuiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8FtGyWBXVe0/s1600-h/18020438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265369311382583842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZfdgzuiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8FtGyWBXVe0/s320/18020438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me smiling before heading to see my pediatrician...I know something's up...what are they up to??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my first real bath....we took this one on Uncle Bebe's birthday and sent it to him!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZQKe9bjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZBDzX-ouETE/s1600-h/18020109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265369048576519730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZQKe9bjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZBDzX-ouETE/s320/18020109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZHLQ1oVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ypbh-bbysms/s1600-h/18020102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265368894166901074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJZHLQ1oVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ypbh-bbysms/s320/18020102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how cute I am!! My parents tell me that all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me after church...we met some wonderful people here, I think I'm going to get used to the good life! Aunt Mel got me this getup...I'm stylin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJY2VkKBQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Q_zfwzKYvk/s1600-h/18020070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265368604874507522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJY2VkKBQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Q_zfwzKYvk/s320/18020070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me with Steve Pearce. He found out how special I am and wanted his picture made with me! I think I have helped make him famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJYssrWgcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JZGdTxnhCTg/s1600-h/18020069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265368439280009666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJYssrWgcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JZGdTxnhCTg/s320/18020069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJYiNBuZsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FufgLch2nVA/s1600-h/18020068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265368258985223874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJYiNBuZsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FufgLch2nVA/s320/18020068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my sweet friends--Dianne and Ellie I love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me on my ride home...we waited two weeks to get to go home, and mommy and daddy are smiling really big and calling everyone they know. I know mommy's voice because she hasn't stopped talking on that pink thing since I was born!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJYUfO8LQI/AAAAAAAAADw/6a5aj1QJESY/s1600-h/18020064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265368023354322178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJYUfO8LQI/AAAAAAAAADw/6a5aj1QJESY/s320/18020064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting on my tummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJYJfN8zdI/AAAAAAAAADo/NtHQ4NpfqT8/s1600-h/18020060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265367834371608018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJYJfN8zdI/AAAAAAAAADo/NtHQ4NpfqT8/s320/18020060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJX-hhMNMI/AAAAAAAAADg/7otCiH3Rlqc/s1600-h/18020058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265367646010619074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJX-hhMNMI/AAAAAAAAADg/7otCiH3Rlqc/s320/18020058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id41"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1412"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id1804"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJX16RMaTI/AAAAAAAAADY/Je0gVsbincg/s1600-h/18020036.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id42"&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're getting ready to go see my family in Brownfield and mommy just keeps snapping pictures. She can't believe how long I have gotten!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJXkMGmtaI/AAAAAAAAADI/qmcf6ihKdZA/s1600-h/18020025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265367193585366434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJXkMGmtaI/AAAAAAAAADI/qmcf6ihKdZA/s320/18020025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3993397638431696388-4224148806849749051?l=lisaepperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/feeds/4224148806849749051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993397638431696388&amp;postID=4224148806849749051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/4224148806849749051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/4224148806849749051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/2008/11/reagan-this-ones-for-youfinally-updates.html' title='Reagan, This One&apos;s for you....Finally Updates!!'/><author><name>Lisa E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17127824925399656647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SSMbXrpS3FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Stj3WqV6lbc/S220/Our+little+Fammily.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SRJaWodI6sI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZjvYaVdFN0Q/s72-c/18020477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993397638431696388.post-6595428030944135355</id><published>2008-10-02T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:47:11.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Little Landon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Answered Prayers for our baby boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SOW6kudJR9I/AAAAAAAAACo/9KifVmsDDUQ/s1600-h/Our+Little+Family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252809680505882578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SOW6kudJR9I/AAAAAAAAACo/9KifVmsDDUQ/s320/Our+Little+Family.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, September 2, 2008 changed our lives forever...here are a few photos Auntie Mel took at the hospital and shortly after we got to our hotel away from home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how Landon still sleeps...he's been talking to Uncle Skunky(That's Nathan) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the phone and I can't hear things like, "Tickets to the Gun Show..."!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SOW5mjdxgpI/AAAAAAAAACg/yFKejE19fBM/s1600-h/How%27s+this+for+a+pose.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252808612403839634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SOW5mjdxgpI/AAAAAAAAACg/yFKejE19fBM/s320/How%27s+this+for+a+pose.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How's this for a pose?? Aunt Mel sure can capture a good thing when she see's it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252805212723974450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SOW2gqq7kTI/AAAAAAAAACI/QIURo5t6FE4/s320/Holding+Daddy%27s+Hand+from+the+beginning.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Landon holding Daddy's hands with his feet because his own hands were wrapped up like sausages...he held both of our hands like this and let out the biggest sigh when his daddy held him for the first time...he knew he was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SOW8jfl4XoI/AAAAAAAAACw/TjHEUHs06Ao/s1600-h/Ready+for+my+first+ride+from+the+hospital.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252811858359377538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SOW8jfl4XoI/AAAAAAAAACw/TjHEUHs06Ao/s320/Ready+for+my+first+ride+from+the+hospital.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Landon getting ready for his first car ride. A special thanks to Jill Eady for his fashion sense on this most important day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/3993397638431696388-6595428030944135355?l=lisaepperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/feeds/6595428030944135355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993397638431696388&amp;postID=6595428030944135355' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/6595428030944135355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/6595428030944135355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-new-little-landon.html' title='Our New Little Landon'/><author><name>Lisa E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17127824925399656647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SSMbXrpS3FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Stj3WqV6lbc/S220/Our+little+Fammily.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SOW6kudJR9I/AAAAAAAAACo/9KifVmsDDUQ/s72-c/Our+Little+Family.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993397638431696388.post-5907901575853279706</id><published>2008-08-31T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:22:33.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to TWO special Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SLttrZ7ClSI/AAAAAAAAABo/8qmZffofYWk/s1600-h/The+Cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240903183836026146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SLttrZ7ClSI/AAAAAAAAABo/8qmZffofYWk/s320/The+Cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SLttXNOZs5I/AAAAAAAAABg/FsrAEVgRm_8/s1600-h/cousins.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240902836830188434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SLttXNOZs5I/AAAAAAAAABg/FsrAEVgRm_8/s320/cousins.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I want to wish a happy birthday to our two precious girls who are celbrating this month. Hadlea turned 2 and Baylee turned 7. We love you and send you hugs and kisses on your special days. &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/3993397638431696388-5907901575853279706?l=lisaepperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/feeds/5907901575853279706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993397638431696388&amp;postID=5907901575853279706' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/5907901575853279706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/5907901575853279706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-to-two-special-girls.html' title='Happy Birthday to TWO special Girls'/><author><name>Lisa E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17127824925399656647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SSMbXrpS3FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Stj3WqV6lbc/S220/Our+little+Fammily.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SLttrZ7ClSI/AAAAAAAAABo/8qmZffofYWk/s72-c/The+Cousins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993397638431696388.post-2989017957921017654</id><published>2008-05-25T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:36:58.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Restore You the Years the Locust Have Stolen</title><content type='html'>I happened on the lesson tonight that Joel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Osteen&lt;/span&gt; was sharing with his congregation. He is the minister at the largest church in Houston, I think it is called Lakeside Church, maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lakeshore&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, his message was fascinating to me--he said some really inspiring things that I wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He referred to the seasons of life and how when we go through a bad season, that God is a God of restoration and that He wants us to be restored. He not only is going to bring us out of the season of suffering, He is going to bring us out better off! He talked about how Hezekiah asked God to prove to him that He was going to restore him after his season of suffering and God turned back the clock ten degrees to show him by moving the sun backwards on the sundial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shared the story of Colonel Sanders and how he had worked for many years to open his store to sell his chicken and it was all destroyed overnight when they decided to build a freeway right through the location of his store. He lost everything and wondered if he had spent all of the many years he had invested in vain. He began selling his chicken to any restaurant that would buy it and had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frier&lt;/span&gt; in the back of his car so he could sell his recipe. One of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;venders&lt;/span&gt; said it was so good, it was finger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lickin'&lt;/span&gt; good. Now he has 11,000 Finger Lickin' Good stores! God can give you 1 idea that can change your life--He truly is a God of restoration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants us to have a mindset of victory!! Joel 2:25--I will restore the years the locust have stolen....what a beautiful thought to put our trust in!! I love it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993397638431696388-2989017957921017654?l=lisaepperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/feeds/2989017957921017654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993397638431696388&amp;postID=2989017957921017654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/2989017957921017654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/2989017957921017654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-will-restore-you-years-locust-have.html' title='I Will Restore You the Years the Locust Have Stolen'/><author><name>Lisa E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17127824925399656647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SSMbXrpS3FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Stj3WqV6lbc/S220/Our+little+Fammily.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993397638431696388.post-6691556480544305763</id><published>2008-05-15T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:06:57.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What keeps the plane in the air??</title><content type='html'>We had a coaches Reading Conference in Houston this past weekend, and I started thinking about the one thing that you're not supposed to when flying...the mechanics of the plane and the main question...what makes this plane stay in the air??! So then I started thinking about life and the things we deal with and I came to the conclusion that we put the same faith and trust into life as we do when flying a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know how it all works, but we know that the end result will be that we make it to our destination. We have turbulence along the way, and through it all, God provides people who support and sustain us. Our flights may be delayed or diverted to another course, but we reach the place where we are meant to be. We are led on this path and we think we know where we're going, but God is the One who has the Master plan, and it's not always the plan WE think it should be. The thing I have learned through it all, is that we are to accept the things that come into our paths, and then lay it on the table for God to take, we don't try to take it on ourselves, but to hand it over (as a wise woman told me today). We cannot put a limit in the things that God can do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you (and me!) to lay our worries down at Jesus' feet and allow him to show us what He is capable of and how His perfect love leads us to the places we need to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993397638431696388-6691556480544305763?l=lisaepperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/feeds/6691556480544305763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993397638431696388&amp;postID=6691556480544305763' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/6691556480544305763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/6691556480544305763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-keeps-plane-in-air.html' title='What keeps the plane in the air??'/><author><name>Lisa E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17127824925399656647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SSMbXrpS3FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Stj3WqV6lbc/S220/Our+little+Fammily.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993397638431696388.post-7696765001881308170</id><published>2008-01-04T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:56:41.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meaningful One...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/R387gmRS3SI/AAAAAAAAABQ/H9Ga_5CZYVY/s1600-h/Vacation+583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/R387gmRS3SI/AAAAAAAAABQ/H9Ga_5CZYVY/s200/Vacation+583.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151901929950076194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/R383LWRS3NI/AAAAAAAAAAo/9MM_dATUVq8/s1600-h/Vacation+594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/R383LWRS3NI/AAAAAAAAAAo/9MM_dATUVq8/s200/Vacation+594.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151897166831344850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/R382X2RS3MI/AAAAAAAAAAg/zaEmt04MSk8/s1600-h/Vacation+576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/R382X2RS3MI/AAAAAAAAAAg/zaEmt04MSk8/s320/Vacation+576.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151896282068081858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Christmas, we decided to do something special.  It was not about gifts,cooking until we dropped, or frantic shopping, but about appreciating family.  We rented a house near Corpus Christi, Texas, that was right on the bay, and watched dolphins, flying fish and huge tankers pass in front of us as we sat on the deck.  The fishing was fantastic because we could walk right out the back door and onto the dock where we caught some unusual fish-to say the least.  It was interesting because we never knew what we might catch.  My brother even caught a blue crab that we steamed fresh from the ocean.  He also caught a 58 pound black drum, which was absolutely ridiculous...it didn't even look real!  It came to his chest when he held it vertically!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched beautiful sunsets that created the most amazing hues of orange, red and yellow that I have ever seen.  Frame that with the ocean and gorgeous palm trees...it was heaven, I literally felt God's presence through the beauty of this place!!  We laughed together and marveled at the beauty of everything around us.  We accomplished our goal for this year...we celebrated what is really important in this life...family and good friendships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking forward to in the new year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993397638431696388-7696765001881308170?l=lisaepperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/feeds/7696765001881308170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993397638431696388&amp;postID=7696765001881308170' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/7696765001881308170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993397638431696388/posts/default/7696765001881308170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaepperson.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-most-meaningful-christmas.html' title='A Meaningful One...'/><author><name>Lisa E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17127824925399656647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/SSMbXrpS3FI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Stj3WqV6lbc/S220/Our+little+Fammily.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iV8tJ0VNa7o/R387gmRS3SI/AAAAAAAAABQ/H9Ga_5CZYVY/s72-c/Vacation+583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
