<?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-2307304071028556566</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:50:05.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CARSON BETTIS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6469970942735689418</id><published>2011-08-10T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:26:41.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CARSON---The MAKEUP ARTIST!!!!  ? ? ?</title><content type='html'>Hesistant to allow him to color on my face with my makeup, but I know he would enjoy it, and have so much fun with it, and I just love to hear him giggle, so I let him put makeup on me, and this is what turned out....what a turkey!!! I know I shouldn't let him do it, cause he's a little boy, and he should be playing with trucks, and and stuff, but theres no harm in being creative, and coloring on mom's face....he just thinks it's silly anyways. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6469970942735689418?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6469970942735689418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/carson-makeup-artist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6469970942735689418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6469970942735689418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/carson-makeup-artist.html' title='CARSON---The MAKEUP ARTIST!!!!  ? ? ?'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8263955277273051122</id><published>2011-08-10T15:25:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:25:55.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've missed the Sorenson's</title><content type='html'>They have been on a wonderful Oregon Coast Vacation for about a week, and we just didn't know what to do with ourselves for a whole entire week. They are back now, and we are excited to see them again, so our boys can play, and little Stella can watch, cause she's not quite old enough to play along---besides the boys together are very very awnrey anyway!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8263955277273051122?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8263955277273051122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/weve-missed-sorensons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8263955277273051122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8263955277273051122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/weve-missed-sorensons.html' title='We&apos;ve missed the Sorenson&apos;s'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6125369482466747993</id><published>2011-08-10T15:25:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:25:34.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is...."SURE"!!</title><content type='html'>Everytime I offer something to carson whether it be "help with laundry, fruit snack, juice, cartoon movie, play at the park" instead of just a yes.. I always get this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YEEAAA SUURRE MOM"...its so cute, how he is so grown up!!! Love him SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6125369482466747993?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6125369482466747993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/everything-issure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6125369482466747993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6125369482466747993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/everything-issure.html' title='Everything is....&quot;SURE&quot;!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3603025451554904733</id><published>2011-08-10T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:25:08.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daycare "End of Summer" party 08/04/11</title><content type='html'>Carole always rents a big bounce house for the kids right before school starts, Carson loved the big bounce house, and the slide. He loved eating the cookies, and chips. He loved playing w/ all his little friends. I got carole a disposable camera, I cant wait to see what came out, I will post them, when I get them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should be some good ones!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3603025451554904733?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3603025451554904733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/daycare-end-of-summer-party-080411.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3603025451554904733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3603025451554904733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/daycare-end-of-summer-party-080411.html' title='Daycare &quot;End of Summer&quot; party 08/04/11'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8523182483054563421</id><published>2011-08-10T15:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:24:45.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm just a little guy.....!"</title><content type='html'>We were driving to daycare one morning last week, and I try not to get agitated with other drivers especially infront of Carson, well I did, and this old man pulled out in front of me, and I said" Come on old man" and Carson heard me say that, and he just looked at me all confused, and said exactly this "I'm just a little guy, mommy" I have to write all these things down, he says the funniest stuff. I know he will like reading about this when he gets older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8523182483054563421?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8523182483054563421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-just-little-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8523182483054563421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8523182483054563421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-just-little-guy.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m just a little guy.....!&quot;'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6582971880139861829</id><published>2011-08-10T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:24:02.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RaceCar weekend w/ Papa Wad-dey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; This was a fun weekend that we couldn't wait for!! Papa came over to our house on Saturday 08/06/11, and he spent the day with us. We had lunch at Smash Burger, and then we went to a couple of stores. We went to the Zoo. The zoo was fun, cause Carson gets so excited. We went thru the Butterfly exibit. That was really neat. We were at the Zoo til 5, when they closed. Afterwards, we drove back to our house to cool off, and then we left at about 6pm, and headed to the races in Meridian. Papa was given 2 free tickets from a guy at work, so the three of us went. At first, Carson was excited, but he got bored real fast and wouldn't stay seated. We didn't stay for the whole thing cause frankly---the main event and a few other races were boring. So we left before it all ended and went and grabbed some pizza and went back home for a movie. We got up on Sunday morning, and all went to church together. That was fun. All in all...it was a good weekend!! Carson loves his papa wad-dey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6582971880139861829?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6582971880139861829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/racecar-weekend-w-papa-wad-dey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6582971880139861829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6582971880139861829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/racecar-weekend-w-papa-wad-dey.html' title='RaceCar weekend w/ Papa Wad-dey!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4101072848681136791</id><published>2011-08-10T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:23:37.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best times are with you!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this as I sit at work!! It's pretty self-explanatory. All I do and think about when I'm working is 5pm, so that I can go and pickup the little love of my life. I think about how many hugs and kisses he is going to get, and what we will do that night together. It's crayz, but he just completes me in more ways than one.!!!!! So I love you---little honey!!!! xoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-4101072848681136791?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4101072848681136791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/best-times-are-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4101072848681136791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4101072848681136791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/08/best-times-are-with-you.html' title='Best times are with you!!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4385348343224170584</id><published>2011-07-26T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T09:29:20.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bit...</title><content type='html'>He is just so cute and grown up!&amp;nbsp; Everytime he is tries to convince me to say Yes to something, whether it be go see Papa Wad-dey, or playing outside, or going to visit one of his little buddies, he always says " pweease mommy for ittle bit!!!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of course I cant say no to his loveable little face!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-4385348343224170584?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4385348343224170584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-bit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4385348343224170584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4385348343224170584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-bit.html' title='Little Bit...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4823690875630312016</id><published>2011-07-22T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T14:29:12.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Lowell--BBQ</title><content type='html'>We have gone already before, and I still have yet to post those pictures. I will do it very soon. Carson and I are going again tomorrow--July 23, 2011. It's so much fun to sit in a chair under the hot sun and bake. HAHAH! I know carson loves putting his toes in the water, thats about as far as he will get. :) So were going to take out lunch in a small ice chest, and take some towels, and fun water toys, and hit the Lake for awhile. Carson got my camera last time, and actually took some great photos, so I suppose he will want to do that again. He is a great photographer. Lots of pictures of the gound, water, and even our feet. Love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-4823690875630312016?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4823690875630312016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/lake-lowell-bbq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4823690875630312016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4823690875630312016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/lake-lowell-bbq.html' title='Lake Lowell--BBQ'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6305672210742744943</id><published>2011-07-22T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T14:25:13.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Watch Out Mommy, I am not a baby"</title><content type='html'>I dont know to laugh or to cry over this.&amp;nbsp; This happened this morning, when I was trying to dress him for daycare and I accidentally elbowed him on his cute little forehead...so he almost yells out "WATCH OUT", and he has said that before, but it was just so much more funnier this time cause it was him telling me versus the other way around which is DEFINITELY way more common. So after that, I felt so bad, and felt so sorry, I picked him up and cradled him like a baby, and just kissed him probably 500x or more all over his face and forehead, and was sorta swaying him back and forth---just like mommy's do w/ their newborns, and then out of nowhere Carson says " Mommy, I am not a baby"... and right then and there, I just wanted to cry my sad little eyes out. He will always be my baby, but he is definitely growing into this young little person, a little man, and he wont ever be that small again, but he will always be my little honey, my little baby!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6305672210742744943?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6305672210742744943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/watch-out-mommy-i-am-not-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6305672210742744943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6305672210742744943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/watch-out-mommy-i-am-not-baby.html' title='&quot;Watch Out Mommy, I am not a baby&quot;'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6517715933853945533</id><published>2011-07-05T10:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:45:49.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July with the Sorenson's...</title><content type='html'>Well we were pretty tired from just having driven 100miles from Camping back to home. We wanted to watch some fireworks tho, so we jetted over to Middleton and hung out w/ Kason, Krystal, Stella, and Todd. Todd made some pretty tasty Hot Dogs, and the kids played, and Krystal and I talked a lot---mostly about High School---which krystal remembers nothing about. :) Stella just slept most the time. Kason and Carson played a lot! They played in the pool again and slip and slide, and they had so much fun laughing and gigglying. I just love the way Carson laughs and runs at the same time. I took a lot of pictures. Todd lit some sparklers and the boys were waving them around in the air. The fireworks were pretty cool too. :) Kason spent most of the time hiding under the table. Carson wouldnt stop talking during the firework show. :) All in all, it was a great holiday spent w/ friends. Have so many pics to upload.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6517715933853945533?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6517715933853945533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july-with-sorensons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6517715933853945533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6517715933853945533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july-with-sorensons.html' title='4th of July with the Sorenson&apos;s...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6619220500137785585</id><published>2011-07-05T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:45:15.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Lake Reservoir Camping</title><content type='html'>Lost Lake Reservoir Camping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!! This weekend was just much better than expected. I always have fun camping, but this was Carson's first time,and he didn't want to leave. It started on Friday 07/01/11. After I got off work, and I picked Carson up, we headed straight to Papa Wad-dey's house. It was so exciting all day at work, it just couldn't come any faster. We got to papa's house about 630pm, and we packed a few things, and hung out, watched a movie, went to bed about 1130pm. Carson and I slept in Papa's bed, and papa slept in the camper. I woke up first at about 545, so I went and knocked on the camper door to make sure Dad was getting up. He was already awake and dressed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let Carson sleep till about 715am ish, and then made him some cereal and toast, and then we left Payette at about 800am---right on Schedule. We got to Lost Lake about 1030-1100 I think. It's not to far away from Weiser. It's only about 80miles from Payette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was packed, every campsite was taken. So we found a little spot, it was in the sun, which didn't bother me or Carson all that much. We did lots of running around, did some boating. Carson caught lots of Perch. There was so many of them that it was impossible to catch a Trout, cause all the perch would get to the bait before anything else could. Owell, it was fun anyway, Carson sat on my lap and held on to the pole, and I helped him reel all of them in. We got so many pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove the 4 wheeler all around the Lake. It was so pretty. My dad allowed Carson to control how fast we went while he held on to the handle bars. Carson pushed the gas throttle all the way back, he liked going fast I guess. I kept taking his arm off so we could slow down a little bit----he was making me nervous in the back seat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson sure had a good time. We had good meals for Breakfast, lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning came, and it was soon time to go home. The plan was to head out after breakfast, but we saw a lot of other campers leaving, and we wanted to see if we could get a bigger spot so there would be lots of room for when everyone else comes up this next weekend. We found one just a couple spots from where we were, so we loaded things up and I took the car and boat trailer down there to "reserve" it, so nobody that was "in-coming" could steal it from us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch and kicked back, drove around on the 4 wheeler some more, I let Carson drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention that "Buddy" our dog, took off on Sat Night around 7-8pm, and he didnt come back till around midnight or little after that. He must have been chasing something, he darted right past us and I tried to get infront of him and stop him, but then he growled at me, he doesn't normally. I'm sure he enjoyed his little bit of freedom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its back to work this week---4 days, then another weekend. We had so much fun this past weekend, so Carson and I are going to go up again and leave after work on Friday--we will probably get there a little later around 9pm, but I think its still a little light outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come after this next weekend....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6619220500137785585?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6619220500137785585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/lost-lake-reservoir-camping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6619220500137785585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6619220500137785585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/07/lost-lake-reservoir-camping.html' title='Lost Lake Reservoir Camping'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6311052017136276306</id><published>2011-06-30T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T08:47:22.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy, are you a princess??</title><content type='html'>I keep forgetting to write this one. Carson is such a sweet natured little boy. Everytime were in the dressing room or even just at home, and I'm putting on a dress or skirt, carson just smiles and asks if I am a princess..? All I can do is just pick him up and sway him around and kiss his face all over, and tell him how much I love him 50x. He is the best! xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6311052017136276306?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6311052017136276306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/mommy-are-you-princess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6311052017136276306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6311052017136276306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/mommy-are-you-princess.html' title='Mommy, are you a princess??'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-277554985279684224</id><published>2011-06-29T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T15:03:16.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAKE POPS</title><content type='html'>How Come I haven't thought of these before?&amp;nbsp; These little cake pops are such a cute idea for little favor bags for all Carson's friends to take home. OR they can simply be displayed on the table next to his cake. I have no idea how to do a train or airplane themed cake pops. I guess I could just do solid colors from whatever colors we do for the birthday. That would be easy.&amp;nbsp; I wish his birthday would get here. Not that I want him to get older, but I need an excuse to start shopping for all this stuff, and baking!!!!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;I Love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-277554985279684224?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/277554985279684224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/cake-pops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/277554985279684224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/277554985279684224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/cake-pops.html' title='CAKE POPS'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7354795182215498509</id><published>2011-06-29T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T12:50:08.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antsy, Pantsy....for camping!</title><content type='html'>I have not been able to do our Annual camping trip for few years. This year I will be going, and so will Carson. It will be his first time camping as well. I know he will love it. He loves being outside. We plan to play a lot of baseball by the lake, fishing in Papa Wad-dey's boat, and eating a lot of Smores. Wal-Mart sells these Marshmallows that are thin and square--perfect for fitting&amp;nbsp;on the also "NEW" Graham crackers that are square instead of long, and it will be perfect together. It will be nice to get away from work and home life. The rest of the clan doesn't arrive until next weekend, and unfortunately we would love to be there but we have already committed to the Dedication game for Mike. The "old" team will be playing again, and wearing mikes #. I believe its # 21. I cant find a &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;good baseball Tee for Carson, so I will just have him wear a white shirt, and then mark on the back "Lil Bettis" and w/ the # 21 on it as well. It will be cute anyway. I will take a lot of pictures I'm sure. I want to get as many pictures as possible for Carson's book (about his daddy)I would like to have completed by Carson's 3rd birthday. I want to leave a few blank pages in the back, for anybody that would like to sign something for carson. Maybe a favorite memory about his daddy, or something they loved about him most,&amp;nbsp;whatever they want.&amp;nbsp;So after that book is complete, then I&amp;nbsp;really need to get in gear with printing this blog,&amp;nbsp;which will take no time in all, since its&amp;nbsp;pretty much done.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been spending a lot of time w/ Krystal and Kason at their house. It's nice to be outside and not stuck inside our house, with our very noisy&amp;nbsp;neighbors---landlords! There building a pool house, which seems to&amp;nbsp;almost be as tall as their house, and so all the construction&amp;nbsp;noises are driving me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well&amp;nbsp;we cant wait for Friday 07/01/11---were going to Papa Wad-deys house,&amp;nbsp;and staying the night. Were going to go fill up our Tanks, and get any last minute things at the store, so that way on Sat morning, at 6am, all we have to do is&amp;nbsp;get&amp;nbsp;up, load, and take off for the mountains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come on Monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-7354795182215498509?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7354795182215498509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/antsy-pantsyfor-camping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7354795182215498509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7354795182215498509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/antsy-pantsyfor-camping.html' title='Antsy, Pantsy....for camping!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7177252990563224171</id><published>2011-06-28T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:58:51.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a hot summer day..there were two boys.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Carson went over to Krystal and Kason's house yesterday--Monday 06/27/11, and the boys got to play with some cool water squirt guns, a beach ball, and a little kiddie pool. They loved it. There was also a "cars" themed slip in slide. Carson wanted nothing to do w/ that of course, and when Krystal "assisted" him with going down it, water got in his face, and he just acted like a big baby. It's not like he never gets water in his face. He does all the time during his baths. A lot of fun was had. I played photographer, and got some great photos of 2 little buddies playing together. Carson's lil swimming trunks kept falling off on the back, so I made him stand real still so I could get a picture, and he let me take more than 1. :) :) I rolled down his swim diaper just to get another one w/ the top of his cute little bum showing. Of course I have to have pictures like these, for later on when he's in school, and has girlfriends. Love him. Love our friends, and it was so nice to be outside and watch them play. :) Here are some pictures. 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He gets all sad and scared, and says the tractor is going to get him. When were in the car going places, or during the drive to Caroles House, when we pass by a tractor (even if its parked), he scrunches up his nose, and its so cute, but he is convinced that the tractor will get him. Poor Baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-5045813943207300674?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/5045813943207300674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/carson-believes-every-tractor-is-out-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5045813943207300674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5045813943207300674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/carson-believes-every-tractor-is-out-to.html' title='Carson believes every tractor is out to get him!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6278085470260996786</id><published>2011-06-22T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T10:28:46.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss, Kiss....bleh!!!!</title><content type='html'>This has got to be the funniest thing ever to date that Carson has done or said. Actually its probably #2. I will explain why. Couple nights ago, we were playing on the couch and I had my feet propped up on the coffee table, and Carson was jumping around by my feet, climbing over them and all....one time he was kissing my leg, or something, and then he went to kiss my feet, on the tops of them, but I have some serious foot odor, and I've seen a Podiatrist, I have to take medication, to kill the bacteria, anyhow he kissed my feet two times, and then the very last time, he let out the biggest "BLLLEEEHHHHH", cause he knows how bad they are. It was so funny. I think I would rank this #2 just because the first time when we were playing and pretending to smell each other's feet, he did actually smell mine for reals, and then he just had this strange look on his face and then he pretended to pass out, so he actually fell backwards, and let out a big "EW YUCKY FEET MOMMY"... poor little honey, but it was so so funny. I will never forget that. I need to get some of this on camera and maybe send it in the Funniest Home Video's. It's great! Love Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6278085470260996786?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6278085470260996786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/kiss-kissbleh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6278085470260996786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6278085470260996786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/kiss-kissbleh.html' title='Kiss, Kiss....bleh!!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8483610931633632462</id><published>2011-06-15T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T12:13:20.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having 2nd thoughts!</title><content type='html'>For Carson's birthday this year, I have been pretty set with doing "trains". Not Thomas the Train. I dont really prefer the Cartoon-ish stuff. Carson acts so grown up already, were probably already passed the cartoon stuff stage.&amp;nbsp; I've been thinking about "Dinosaurs" mainly because Carson is always walking around the house pretending to be a dinosaur, and he&amp;nbsp;makes such a cute one, that I thought about getting his dinosaur pose on camera so I could use that for his invitation. I like a lot of the cakes I have seen online. I could do a sheet cake for his guests, and then 12 or so cupcakes with dinosuar eggs on top. I just think it is so cute. Were taking a train ride this summer some time, so I wanted to get his picture on the train in a cute conductor hat, and use that for his picture. I dont know. There is still 4months away, but in my mind--this is crunch time. I always like to be ahead, so when it comes time to have the party, I am worry free, and everything is done. Maybe I should leave the decision up to Carson---afterall it is his birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8483610931633632462?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8483610931633632462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/having-2nd-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8483610931633632462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8483610931633632462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/having-2nd-thoughts.html' title='Having 2nd thoughts!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6601228023558015196</id><published>2011-06-15T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T10:32:34.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy by himself</title><content type='html'>Carson doesn't ask for much help these days--cause he's a big boy!! He says he wants to do "all by myself".....even when it comes time to hit the John. He told me "get outta here mommy, I go potty".. so as I was trying to not get choked up, I did as I was told, and I left the bathroom, and I even gave him some privacy by closing the door a little ways. He's so perfect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6601228023558015196?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6601228023558015196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/big-boy-by-himself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6601228023558015196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6601228023558015196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/big-boy-by-himself.html' title='Big Boy by himself'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4727896863487500236</id><published>2011-06-06T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:13:10.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K and C playing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the handsome boys playing. It was on Friday 06/03/2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went over to visit our friends and the boys played in Kason's Jeep. They always have a good time together. I just love watching them play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu4GUSHqdyA/Te1CQZL8IiI/AAAAAAAAAyU/VVViPVACM9I/s1600/boys+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu4GUSHqdyA/Te1CQZL8IiI/AAAAAAAAAyU/VVViPVACM9I/s1600/boys+1.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_r25f4rYcJQ/Te1CRy0BSWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/XtCj-AVwjoM/s1600/boys+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_r25f4rYcJQ/Te1CRy0BSWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/XtCj-AVwjoM/s1600/boys+2.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-4727896863487500236?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4727896863487500236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/k-and-c-playing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4727896863487500236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4727896863487500236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/k-and-c-playing.html' title='K and C playing'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu4GUSHqdyA/Te1CQZL8IiI/AAAAAAAAAyU/VVViPVACM9I/s72-c/boys+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-275385609363361189</id><published>2011-06-06T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:46:43.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS NELMO and DOO-RAH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dont even try to correct Carson. When he sees Elmo and Dora--that is the way its pronounced and so you should say it that way too. I just love the way he talks---he talks like such a little adult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-275385609363361189?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/275385609363361189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-nelmo-and-doo-rah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/275385609363361189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/275385609363361189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-nelmo-and-doo-rah.html' title='ITS NELMO and DOO-RAH!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-5034522655741349845</id><published>2011-06-06T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:40:05.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carson's got money in his pocket!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; So thats where all my loose change goes---in carsons pocket. I use to have a lot, and now he has taken it all. He puts it in his pocket and pats and says momma I got money. So one time when we were snuggling on the couch with "his" blankie, that he apparently bought, I asked him if he bought the blankie and he sais "Yes momma, I got money" so I say "you do?" You got a job, where does your money go? "Carson says "In my pocket" So funny how he picks up on things like that, and put everything together, he knows the meaning of my questions and the type of responses i'm looking for. I just love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-5034522655741349845?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/5034522655741349845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/carsons-got-money-in-his-pocket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5034522655741349845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5034522655741349845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/carsons-got-money-in-his-pocket.html' title='Carson&apos;s got money in his pocket!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6475535511797225929</id><published>2011-06-06T10:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:39:48.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Colors in the Morning--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Every morning on our drive to Carole's house--its quite the drive so we have plenty of time in the morning to talk and to learn our colors--so anytime a big truck or tractor drives by, or just a big semi truck something to catch Carson's eyeball, I ask him what color it is, and he gets it right almost every time. Were just having trouble with Brown and Black, and sometimes yellow. He is so smart. I just love him to peices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6475535511797225929?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6475535511797225929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/learning-colors-in-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6475535511797225929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6475535511797225929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/learning-colors-in-morning.html' title='Learning Colors in the Morning--'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8686130618665998693</id><published>2011-06-06T10:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:40:44.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM A BAD GUR-RA!!!</title><content type='html'>I accidentally stepped on carsons toes last night not paying attention when I got up off the couch, and so he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson-Owie Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- Oh honey, I am sorry, I didn't mean too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson--your a bad gur-ra!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- What am I a bad gur-ra??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson--you stepped on my toe mommy---you a bad gur-ra!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just loving all of Carson's pronounciations--I dont even want to correct him, there soo funny!!! I love his big boy talk!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8686130618665998693?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8686130618665998693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-bad-gur-ra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8686130618665998693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8686130618665998693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-bad-gur-ra.html' title='I AM A BAD GUR-RA!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7262947736918792535</id><published>2011-06-06T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:45:59.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids [carson] says the darndest things::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;05/18/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just finished a late night cereal snack and this is what happened next.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"after Carson ate his cereal" ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: where did ur Cereal go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson: my tummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: where does it go after that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson:my butt!!!!!! I'm dieing over here!!! He's funnier than most adults!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-7262947736918792535?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7262947736918792535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/kids-carson-says-darndest-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7262947736918792535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7262947736918792535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/kids-carson-says-darndest-things.html' title='Kids [carson] says the darndest things::'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6960420317884509644</id><published>2011-06-06T10:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:38:39.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BRIGHTEST STAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; This has only happened a few times, but I wanted to document it anyway. A couple of times when Carson and I were out playing basketball late at night at our house, there was this one Bright Star and it seemed to always be in the same place night after night--I think it would blink at us from time to time. It seemed a lot lower and closer to us than any other star in the sky too. So I am lead to believe that was Mikey---watching us, and protecting us, and telling me that I am doing a good job with Carson, and that he is NEVER FAR AWAY, and that when I need him, or when Carson needs him, all we have to do is just look up to the sky and he is there ready to listen. We love him, and miss him so much everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6960420317884509644?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6960420317884509644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/brightest-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6960420317884509644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6960420317884509644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/brightest-star.html' title='The BRIGHTEST STAR'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-874977022216219991</id><published>2011-06-06T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T13:56:33.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OhQp5l8uFOk/Te08qwyMNDI/AAAAAAAAAxY/IhPuc5h9fJc/s1600/208609_339902269968_513044968_1196616_942442_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OhQp5l8uFOk/Te08qwyMNDI/AAAAAAAAAxY/IhPuc5h9fJc/s1600/208609_339902269968_513044968_1196616_942442_s.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SXNOQIFPVMo/Te0-8UYNTyI/AAAAAAAAAx4/z-5WuzkKK7o/s1600/mikes+birthday+golf+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SXNOQIFPVMo/Te0-8UYNTyI/AAAAAAAAAx4/z-5WuzkKK7o/s1600/mikes+birthday+golf+cake.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;April, 7th 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well this was one difficult day for us. It was Mikes birthday! He would have been 29years old. And the day before-04/06/11 was 5months anniversary that he has been gone from us. We sure miss him. We went to the cemetary and hung out there for a little while. The brothers and Dave went and hit golf balls off the hill, and it was so nice to watch and be a part of. After that, we went back to Brians house and got some dinner, and had cake. Annie that knows Mike has a bakery in Nampa called Miss Ellie's Cakes--and I had asked her if she could make a Golf cake for Mike, and it turned out so WONDERFUL! So I got plenty of pictures of the cake, and then we also sang to Mike, we sang Happy Birthday! I really wanted to do it, not sure how everyone else felt about it, but I am so glad we did this. I think Carson will be interested in seeing this when he gets older and understands more. I think every year, we will at least light a candle on Mikes birthday, and have Carson blow it out. I think that will be really special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-874977022216219991?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/874977022216219991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddys-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/874977022216219991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/874977022216219991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddys-birthday.html' title='Daddy&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OhQp5l8uFOk/Te08qwyMNDI/AAAAAAAAAxY/IhPuc5h9fJc/s72-c/208609_339902269968_513044968_1196616_942442_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-5877737644339939188</id><published>2011-06-06T10:37:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T08:17:40.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HATS GALORE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you know Carson, you know that you will always find him with a hat/beanie on. He loves hats, always wants to wear one, and he has got quite the assortment. So I figured most of these he is outgrowing, so I wanted to take a picture of the hats that he owns, cause we are going to let his cousin Baby Brayden borrow them, cause he's almost big enough to wear them now. We Love Hats!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-5877737644339939188?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/5877737644339939188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/hats-galore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5877737644339939188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5877737644339939188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/hats-galore.html' title='HATS GALORE!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4024684739245254956</id><published>2011-06-06T10:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T13:47:46.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPPING LIKE HIS DADDY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MUl7ZA_hTpA/Te084YyB0VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/XzluZdLBmb4/s1600/naps+like+his+daddy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MUl7ZA_hTpA/Te084YyB0VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/XzluZdLBmb4/s1600/naps+like+his+daddy.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;During one of his naps on a weekend, I found carson asleep like this------ a typical boy!!! LOVE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;Will post pictures this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-4024684739245254956?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4024684739245254956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/napping-like-his-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4024684739245254956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4024684739245254956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/napping-like-his-daddy.html' title='NAPPING LIKE HIS DADDY!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MUl7ZA_hTpA/Te084YyB0VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/XzluZdLBmb4/s72-c/naps+like+his+daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-654366859492882477</id><published>2011-06-06T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:37:16.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Jen, but I also go by Mommy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; This is just really cute. I taught Carson how to say my name, and its definitely wierd to hear coming from him, but out of the blue when we were checking out at Wal-Mart, instead of saying Mommy, he said "Jen", and then he also says "Jennifer".. It was the strangest thing... lol.. love that boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-654366859492882477?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/654366859492882477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-jen-but-i-also-go-by-mommy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/654366859492882477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/654366859492882477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-jen-but-i-also-go-by-mommy.html' title='I&apos;m Jen, but I also go by Mommy!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8561255665236965569</id><published>2011-06-06T10:36:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:36:59.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWIMMING LESSONS</title><content type='html'>Carson is scheduled for 5 days of swimming lessons w/ Carole's daughter Kristi at her house. Her 2 boys Brogan, and Hayden are friends of carsons, and Carole is their grandmother so they get to play w/ carson at daycare. Carson is always asking Kristi if he can go home w/ them to play. :) So we are ready and I think Carson is excited. I"m nervous of course, I wont be there to watch, but I think he will have a good time. Kristi will take good care of him and I bet he will catch on really fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8561255665236965569?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8561255665236965569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/swimming-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8561255665236965569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8561255665236965569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/swimming-lessons.html' title='SWIMMING LESSONS'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6330798997738516198</id><published>2011-06-06T10:36:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:09:22.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First ever Boat ride/Cutest little fisherman</title><content type='html'>This weekend, we went to hang w/ my daddy, or as carson would say "His Papa Wad-dey" :) :) and he bought a boat few months back, so he's going to take us for a ride on it this weekend. I havent been in a boat since the first boat he owned and sold. Carson has Never been in a boat. He always says he wants too, but I know the second he sees it get in the water, it will become really "real" to him, and he might have a little fit. Im trying to toughen him up, but all these months of loving on him so much, and kissing his owies, and saying dont get dirty, might have turned him into a mommy's boy, which I"m fine with. BUT! Our family camping trip is coming upon us, theres always lots of kids so Carson needs to get out there with them, and enjoy the outdoors. He is a boy afterall. AND I"M HEAD OVER HEELS IN LOVE WITH HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VvfqZhGnoc/Te1BwzWZO5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/rs8Xa4JcmjM/s1600/boat+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VvfqZhGnoc/Te1BwzWZO5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/rs8Xa4JcmjM/s1600/boat+1.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfcy0ybL6NQ/Te1ByQAA1FI/AAAAAAAAAyA/fhu5b7RGC3M/s1600/boat+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfcy0ybL6NQ/Te1ByQAA1FI/AAAAAAAAAyA/fhu5b7RGC3M/s1600/boat+2.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIfo_kS3qKc/Te1B0yUpU1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/-RLwzZMo-Bg/s1600/boat+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIfo_kS3qKc/Te1B0yUpU1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/-RLwzZMo-Bg/s1600/boat+3.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmlApxacwYs/Te1B2iX9qKI/AAAAAAAAAyI/NEQ1SrYAiAI/s1600/boat+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmlApxacwYs/Te1B2iX9qKI/AAAAAAAAAyI/NEQ1SrYAiAI/s1600/boat+4.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IeWb64MV6Pc/Te1B4NREoeI/AAAAAAAAAyM/k9TVqNsXYMg/s1600/boat+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IeWb64MV6Pc/Te1B4NREoeI/AAAAAAAAAyM/k9TVqNsXYMg/s1600/boat+5.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-446WciFYrlM/Te1B5icVuaI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/y6MWOACspCg/s1600/boat+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-446WciFYrlM/Te1B5icVuaI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/y6MWOACspCg/s1600/boat+6.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WE got 3 fish total. I had several bites but either I reeled them into fast, or not fast enough, so I lost each one of mine.. GRR!! My dad however is a pro, and he got 2 big catfish and then a little white fish. I love fishing, its fun. The anticipation of getting something and not knowing what it is, and reeling a fish in that feels really big. We went all the way to Ontario by the walmart, and then turned back, we fished all the way to walmart and then all the way back. It was nice hot day. I got sunburned on my arms, and my nose. I kept carson pretty lathered up, he got a little bit of color on his arms and hands, and some on his feet. He's so cute. He was getting really sleepy on the way back, and he managed to catch a few zzz's even with all the wind blowing in his face, I got some cute smiles from him in some pictures when he was trying to sleep. I asked if he wanted me to hold him, so I could block some wind from his face, but he didn't want to, he just wanted to sit right inbetween me and papa wad-dey. He drove the boat, and he loved that. Papa asked if he wanted me to drive, and carson said NO, we will crash!!!! HAHAHAHAHAAH!!!! Papa must have told him about the wrecks I"ve been in as a teenager. HAHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6330798997738516198?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6330798997738516198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-ever-boat-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6330798997738516198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6330798997738516198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-ever-boat-ride.html' title='First ever Boat ride/Cutest little fisherman'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VvfqZhGnoc/Te1BwzWZO5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/rs8Xa4JcmjM/s72-c/boat+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4770839124727235171</id><published>2011-06-06T10:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:36:24.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd HAIRCUT----</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Carson loves going to this place, and so went again, just so he can sit in the little power wheel car on stiltz (thats what I call it), and he got a little trim. Well his hair grows so fast, so were going back again for a third time. Pictures to follow for his 3rd haircut. Here are some from his 2nd Haircut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-4770839124727235171?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4770839124727235171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/2nd-haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4770839124727235171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4770839124727235171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/2nd-haircut.html' title='2nd HAIRCUT----'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-1551691425209562493</id><published>2011-06-06T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:36:09.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW FRIEND IS BORN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Carson has a new little lady in his life---beautiful little Stella Riele Sorenson. Her parents are our good friends Krystal and Todd, and big brother Kason--who is a great little buddy of Carson's. Stella is such a little sweetie. Cant wait til she gets a lil older to really know what she will look like. I'm hoping for her Dark hair to stay, and to have piercing Baby Blue eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-1551691425209562493?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/1551691425209562493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-friend-is-born.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/1551691425209562493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/1551691425209562493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-friend-is-born.html' title='A NEW FRIEND IS BORN!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7368131797077428550</id><published>2011-06-06T10:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:35:47.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carson will have # 21!!!</title><content type='html'>That was mikes # on his softball shirt that I was just given by his parents. I also received a box of his hats that he had. Since I have always had the Need to "SMELL" everything I come in contact with, I had to smell his hats, and yes they do have a "box" type smell, but they also smell as if he had just worn it the day before, like a sweaty head smell. So one of the shirts that mike use to wear playing softball had the # 21 on it, so even thought shirt is too big now, CARSON will be even bigger than his daddy, and he will be in that same shirt in no time. In the meantime, when he starts T-Ball, I will see if I can get him a customized half sleeve baseball shirt and put the # 21 on the back with "BETTIS" on it. Mike was good at every sport, and I am so confident that Carson will be too. I can just visualize it now. I'm currently thinking of the movie "field of dreams" but instead of the famous basball players visiting him, it will be his daddy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a place online that you can customize a baseball tee, so I will do that and have "BETTIS" on the back w/ # 21 on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-7368131797077428550?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7368131797077428550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/carson-will-have-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7368131797077428550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7368131797077428550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/carson-will-have-21.html' title='Carson will have # 21!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4433595713288608106</id><published>2011-06-06T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:22:09.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIAL DAY 2011</title><content type='html'>"FIRST VISIT w/ DAD SINCE 11/6/2010"&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sad day for us. For me. I went to visit Mikes grave and I took Carson with me, I wasnt sure if it would end up being a good idea or not, since I haven't really talked to carson about that, cause I dont know whats really age appropriate. All I ever say is that his Daddy loves him, and he is in Heaven watching him w/ Jesus. Anyhow, we both went to the grave site, and saw the most beautiful headstone there was. IT was just so PERFECT and beautiful JUST LIKE MIKE! It was so HIM!!! His picture is on the front, and the tattoo that he had on his arm (that later, all his brothers got as well to memorize him by) is on the backside of the headstone with "BETTIS" underneath. The second we walked right up to it, carson ran to it and kissed the picture and gave him a big hug and said "MY DADDY" It was just so sweet and lovingly. It's almost like Carson knew and that he was doing ok. He danced around the headstone and kept looking back at the picture and touched the picture and smiled and just completely loved on his daddy's picture. I got some great pictures to share. 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jEtFcHkj9_w/Te0-dsansfI/AAAAAAAAAxk/r9TVhTCfbaM/s1600/grave+2.jpg" t8="true" /&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/2307304071028556566-4433595713288608106?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4433595713288608106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorial-day-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4433595713288608106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4433595713288608106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorial-day-2011.html' title='MEMORIAL DAY 2011'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CcOUt3UYtP8/Te0-geV51fI/AAAAAAAAAxo/R5pkiW7e0kk/s72-c/grave+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-9197728763446339560</id><published>2011-06-06T10:33:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:33:54.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranormal Activy (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; I think I spoke on the first occassion before about this. Well there was a 2nd time, and I want to say that it was after his daddy passed. It was the same scenario as last except this time he came running out of our little hallway and started whining and just pointed and said "Scary Witch".. Needless to say, I didn't sleep very good that night, or that week. :) It was a little scary to fall asleep with that on my head. I never saw the Ghost from the first episode, I REALLY hope I DO NOT SEE a WITCH!! I think of a WITCH, and I dont get pretty images in my brain. So whatever/whoever is in my house should probably find a new roommate, cause it scared my little boy, and I"m really protective of him even more so! I"m such a scaredy cat, so I hope it doens't happen anymore. We dont watch scary movies, so I have no idea how he even learned of a "witch". Owell...it hasn't happend again since then. Hope it stays that way. Or we are MOVING OUT OF THE COUNTRY! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-9197728763446339560?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/9197728763446339560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/paranormal-activy-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/9197728763446339560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/9197728763446339560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/paranormal-activy-part-2.html' title='Paranormal Activy (part 2)'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8974924543072649925</id><published>2011-06-06T10:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:33:40.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10/31/2034</title><content type='html'>I"m not sure why I wrote this down on my list of blog posts, but I remember playing around w/ some #'s and I wanted to see what year Carson would turn 18, but doing the math for this year--2034 would make him 26years old. So maybe this was to see when my employee insurance wouldn't cover him anymore if I stay at Blue Cross. I cant think of why else I had this date in my head. Carson will be 16 October 15, 2024 and then 18 years old in 2027. That just seems way bizarre. But 10 years ago, I thought 2011 would be wierd, and cause were living in this year now, it seems fine and normal. Lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8974924543072649925?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8974924543072649925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/10312034.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8974924543072649925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8974924543072649925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/10312034.html' title='10/31/2034'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-703929344930123799</id><published>2011-06-06T10:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:33:25.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotten Butt boy!! Pue-Wey!!</title><content type='html'>This was some time ago, few months back I guess. Carson had some real awful days of some type of diarrhea. It was just really watery and poopy colored liquid. It was so sad for him, cause every 5 minutes he would say "I poopied" and even tho there wasnt a "true" bowel, there was a lil bit in there, and it probably burned his lil bum, so we literally went thru an entire box of diapers in just a couple of days. Thank HEAVANS that is done with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-703929344930123799?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/703929344930123799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/rotten-butt-boy-pue-wey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/703929344930123799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/703929344930123799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/rotten-butt-boy-pue-wey.html' title='Rotten Butt boy!! Pue-Wey!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3976041857338607237</id><published>2011-06-06T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:33:09.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW RIDE---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; I decided it was time to invest in a larger vehicle! I told my Little neon good riddance and I traded it in for a nice 2006 Chevy Trailblazer. It's already packed with toys like crazy. Carson loves it, he loves how higher he sits up in the back, and I love all the cargo space---one thing a NEON lacks. I always have so much of "Carson Stuff" to haul around, so this is great for us. I cringe on Gas Day, which is about every 4-5days. As I'm writing this, it can take about $70 to do a complete filler up. It will be interesting to read this post in a few years if I still have it, and then see how much it takes then---probably doubled by then the way these gas prices are rising weekly!!!!! GRRRRR!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3976041857338607237?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3976041857338607237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3976041857338607237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3976041857338607237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-ride.html' title='NEW RIDE---'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7586669306485483514</id><published>2011-06-06T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:54:55.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna hold you!!</title><content type='html'>What this really means is, he wants you to hold him, but I love the way he's asks. Sometimes I pretend to lean towards him and say "Ok lil honey you can hold me", and then he says noooo I wanna hold you!!!! Its' so cute, and I love him more than anything in life--more than he will be able to comprehend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-7586669306485483514?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7586669306485483514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wanna-hold-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7586669306485483514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7586669306485483514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wanna-hold-you.html' title='I wanna hold you!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-933980136468796645</id><published>2011-06-06T10:31:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:31:42.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone else did it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; It's funny how carson blames his little injuries on other kids who are not even around at the time it happens. I cant help but laugh. He even blames it on Papa Wally or in Carsons' pronounciation its Papa Waddey. I just fall over laughing, and then he tells me "No funny momma", and then I really cant stop laughing. He would say that all the time, I haven't heard him say that in few months, but it's hysterical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-933980136468796645?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/933980136468796645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/everyone-else-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/933980136468796645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/933980136468796645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/everyone-else-did-it.html' title='Everyone else did it...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7216416721105069800</id><published>2011-06-06T10:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:31:24.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThanksGiving/Christmas 2010/ Just the TWO of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; These were tougher Holidays for all of us! It was hard to be happy and in a great mood, cause we all had 1 person on our minds. Mikey!!! We sure missed him at the festivities. We missed him so much more than ever at the dinner table at grandmas. Infact I dont think anyone even spoke a single word-it was so quiet. The only sound was the occassional scraping of the dinner plates or shuffling back and forth to the kitchen for 2nds. The food was definitely a hit! But it was hard to celebrate when we had just lost a brother, uncle, friend, son, and FATHER to Carson. Some say it gets easier in time, and I believe that, but for now before the easy part, is all the challenges we face, and the trying times. For Christmas, carson was spoiled as he usually is. I didnt' really get any pictures these holidays cause I wasnt in the mood I suppose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-7216416721105069800?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7216416721105069800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/thanksgivingchristmas-2010-just-two-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7216416721105069800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7216416721105069800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/thanksgivingchristmas-2010-just-two-of.html' title='ThanksGiving/Christmas 2010/ Just the TWO of us'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7107710746939045322</id><published>2011-06-06T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:31:05.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CARSON TURNS 2----a second time??</title><content type='html'>I guess I already did a post on his 2nd, it was a lot of fun to plan and celebrate w/ our family and friends. Great food, carson got spoiled in presents as well, I got some pictures, not as much as I wanted, and I always say I am going to play photographer, but who am I kidding, I've got a party for a sweet lil handsome love to throw for. This next year for his 3rd birthday will be a little bit tougher for us, because we will be missing someone. Carson's daddy. We know that he is in spirit and in our hearts, but its hard to think that even tho he's not in the flesh, that he's not there. So Carson's 2nd birthday was the last birthday carson had w/ his daddy. I think I got one really good picture of them two together--maybe. I sure hope so. I feel awful that were already lacking family pictures together, and all these great ones of JUST CARSON by HIMSELF. So from now on, I am going to get annual pictures of the "2" of us, and make sure to get plenty of us two in between. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we will have a lot of friends and family at his 3rd birthday as we will all be missing that 1 important special person, and its going to be hard to do it on our own from now on---but we have a great support system and were never alone. Just look to the sky, he will be there! I thought I had done a post about the passing of Mike, I swear up and down that I did. He passed on 11/6/10, from a seizure, and he was in his home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-7107710746939045322?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7107710746939045322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/carson-turns-2-second-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7107710746939045322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7107710746939045322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/carson-turns-2-second-time.html' title='CARSON TURNS 2----a second time??'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3295461065261346934</id><published>2011-06-06T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:28:47.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WERE BACK!!</title><content type='html'>We were never gone, but seems that way from this blog. I haven't done any updates in months. I was much better at keeping it all up to date when I was staying at home with carson FT. I would like to at least add a post once a week. I feel like Carson is just growing up way to fast before my eyes, I need to keep up w/ him. It's sad, cause I want to be able post on the day or Near the day that it actually happens so that the Date Stamp is correct. I have kept a list pretty close by to jot down titles of what each post would be about, and looking back I cant remember what each one was about so I will do my best, and being that my internet has been not avail since that first big snow storm in DEC makes it harder to access to update. It says my last post is October 2010. I thought I had posted after that. Well we will begin w/ Carsons 2nd birthday that occured on 10/15/11, and the MOST SPECIAL ONE, and that reason will be explained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3295461065261346934?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3295461065261346934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/were-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3295461065261346934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3295461065261346934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2011/06/were-back.html' title='WERE BACK!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-2929639963030927957</id><published>2010-10-30T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T21:14:03.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poopy bath...10/30/10</title><content type='html'>First.time.Carson.pooped.in.the.bath.&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TMzswdwn-TI/AAAAAAAAAxE/l2uoPrm-xVM/s1600/DSCN0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534058359497947442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TMzswdwn-TI/AAAAAAAAAxE/l2uoPrm-xVM/s200/DSCN0631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TMzswPscGHI/AAAAAAAAAw8/lurw6fMaEo8/s1600/DSCN0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534058355722295410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TMzswPscGHI/AAAAAAAAAw8/lurw6fMaEo8/s200/DSCN0629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-2929639963030927957?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/2929639963030927957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/poopy-bath103010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2929639963030927957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2929639963030927957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/poopy-bath103010.html' title='Poopy bath...10/30/10'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TMzswdwn-TI/AAAAAAAAAxE/l2uoPrm-xVM/s72-c/DSCN0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3847225795455137560</id><published>2010-10-26T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T19:45:11.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 year CheckUP!!!!</title><content type='html'>So carson had his 2 yr regular chkup /w his pediatrician Dr Papiez....it was pretty short and sweet..it wasnt that short...we were there for a couple hours. HAHA!!!! Carson is doing just fine, health &amp;amp; developmental wise. He'g, and he's long. I dont remember what the measurements were. I want to say 36'' long and maybe 32 lbs...I swear he's heavier than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had 3 shots. 2 in the thigh and then a flut shot mist that they sprayed up in his lil nostrils. That was very quick, then the two in his thigh..i feel terrible, he kept looking at me holding his thigh and saying owie, owie...porry baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a few pictures on my phone of him sitting on the table waiting for the doctor to come in. He doesnt have another appt til 3 and I think no more shots till he's 4...I think..hopefully by 3 he will be fully potty trained and saying all sorts words....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3847225795455137560?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3847225795455137560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/2-year-checkup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3847225795455137560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3847225795455137560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/2-year-checkup.html' title='2 year CheckUP!!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8426858668127525681</id><published>2010-10-23T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T19:57:06.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Dental Appointment... 10/20/10</title><content type='html'>So carson had his very first DENTAL appointment. He prob should have gone to a dentist when he turned 1, but didnt really see it necessary... Carson has a gap in the front, and basically the dentist said its cause he has 1 extra tooth, and he's had it the whole time...he said its not a concern right now, but may need to be pulled out in a few years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carson didnt want to lay down on the bed. Their office was pretty neat. The had tv's on the ceilings, and they were all on cartoons. Carson was a lil scared so I made him lay down and I held his arms down. There was also headphones that he could put on to listen to the tv but he kept taking em off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it for the dental appt. Carson got a real cool little to go baggie w/ a new toothbrush, toothpaste, stickers and then he got to pick out a really cool toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post his birthday pictures up soon..  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8426858668127525681?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8426858668127525681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-dental-appointment-102010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8426858668127525681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8426858668127525681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-dental-appointment-102010.html' title='First Dental Appointment... 10/20/10'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8339169315114921964</id><published>2010-10-20T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T15:41:38.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year, another BIRTHDAY..... CARSON is 2!</title><content type='html'>I meant to write a 2nd BIRTHDAY POST the evening of his birthday, but couldnt exactly find the time as his auntie melissa and cousin Zoe stayed the night w/ us, so we were all busy hanging out at home, and talking, watching movies, and playing w/ all of carson's new toys. Carson got all kinds of clothes from me (mommy). He's really into bikes, so his daddy got him his very first little tricycle. It's so cute and small, and carson is great on it. He uses the pedals perfectly and knows how to go backwards and eveything. I did get him a pretty nifty handy manny tool box toy, and then another lil toy. His friends Timmy, Toby, Ryker, Trey, Kason, were all there to help celebrate and eat cake. His cousins Zoe, Ashlynne, and Mckinley were also there to help join in the fun. Both Papa's were there, and then Gma Angie. Papa Bettis and Grma Angie did an excellent job on the Pulled Pork sandwhiches this year again. 2nd time in a row, and it just gets better. I love that stuff!!! There were a lot of compliments on how good the food was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of his birthday was quite chaotic. Me, Melissa, Zoe and Carson were all running around getting everything that we still needed to get and then transporting this and that to the park. Everyone was such a big help. We decided to take carson to his daddys house that morn. It's much easier getting things done w/o the 2yr old to haul around. :) I love that boy, but it was a lot smoother after we dropped him off. Love you Carson!!! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got to the park and I was worried cause I didn't go in the morning and put up a reserved sign like I had planned on, so I was worried that we weren't going to have a "designated" birthday spot. But everything just sorta fell into place when we arrived at about 230. The party started at 4, and people showed up a lil after that. The clouds were coming out, and making the sky turn very gray. The BSU game was going to start at 6pm, so we decided to really hussle thru everything. So we quickly ate, sang happy birthday, ate cake, opened presents, and then chatted w/ everyone, and then we cleaned up and left at about 6:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Melissa and papa Wally watched carson play on all the slides, and ramps and everything while me and mike got busy on putting decor up, and arranging stuff. All in all, it was a great birthday. I cant believe its already over....it seems like I"ve been planning this birthday for so long, and then it all happens in 1 day...his birthday def is more than just 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also forgot to mention, that Friday Oct 15th, 2010 was his ACTUAL birthday. So me, melissa, papa wally, and cousin Zoe took carson out for his birthday dinner and we went to Smokey Mountain for some good food. We got the entire back room to our selves which was nice and quiet back there, and carson could run around and burn off his energy he was running so high on. :) We sang him a lil birthday song, and then I brought along a little blue mini cupcake from Walmart and he devoured it. The waiter was really nice. Always checking up on us making sure everything was good. He even sang along w/ us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the 3rd birthday coming up.....I"m thinkin either Pirates, airplanes, or trains.....or bikes! HAHAH!!!! WIll post pics soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8339169315114921964?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8339169315114921964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-year-another-birthday-carson-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8339169315114921964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8339169315114921964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-year-another-birthday-carson-is.html' title='Another Year, another BIRTHDAY..... CARSON is 2!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8086227715866240193</id><published>2010-10-08T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T20:35:39.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 WEEK FROM TODAY=1 YEAR OLDER</title><content type='html'>Carson's 2nd birthday is exactly a week away from today-----already!!!! I feel like we just had his first one. Only things left we need to do is buy the food and cake, and thats it. I'm excited also that it looks like the weather might work in our favor...it will be a lil cold, buts its  suppose to be sunny,so hopefully the Sun is shining directly above us and keep us warm. We went w/ Granpda wally last weekend and papa bought him a cute lil orangeATV powerwheel thing, carson loves it. Then his daddy bought him his very first bike. It's still in the box cause I'm going to wrap it up...carson has been looking at it all week long, he wants  to play w/ it so badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomor is another big day...we are going to the Smartypants consignment sale in boise,and then its off to papa's house again to open a couple packages we got in the mail, papa tells me that he is charging the battery for the ATV so carson can ride around on it for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8086227715866240193?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8086227715866240193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/1-week-from-today1-year-older.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8086227715866240193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8086227715866240193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/1-week-from-today1-year-older.html' title='1 WEEK FROM TODAY=1 YEAR OLDER'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-2527082102860976879</id><published>2010-10-06T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T14:55:15.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The crud bug...</title><content type='html'>Well I think it actually started couple nights ago, carsons pillow had a really sour puke smell but I didnt see anything, and his pillow was just really wet...so then we find out that a couple of kids have gotten sick and have puked. Well I couldnt sleep last night cause carson kept waking up and was rolling around, and then finally he just sat up in bed and was really crying, and sounding sad....so I got up and turned the lights on, and sure enough...there was puke all over his blankie, and my blanket and his pillow....poor babes, he thought he was in trouble. So i started a warm bath, let him sit in there while I cleaned up the mess in the room, and then I wrapped him up in my big softy robe, and he loved that. He was probably laughing all inside that he was getting snuggled and held nat 2am in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So carson and I stayed home today. We did go to the store to get some groceries and then we also got him some stuff to drink....he is playing around, so hopefully the worst is over...I could use some extra sleep tonight so I can work a long day tomor to make up for today, and get some much needed work done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-2527082102860976879?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/2527082102860976879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/crud-bug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2527082102860976879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2527082102860976879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/10/crud-bug.html' title='The crud bug...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8511030228112371275</id><published>2010-09-28T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:12:25.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bunny neighbor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TKK7P4wn_6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/R9id0TN6J-0/s1600/DSCN0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522181974718414754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TKK7P4wn_6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/R9id0TN6J-0/s200/DSCN0492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a few weeks ago, the little girl that lives across the "yard" from me, introduced me to their new little pet....and its soo cute, that I had to take pictures of it when I saw it again a few days later just hopping around in the yard eating some grass....carson was impressed by it. He kept looking at it and pointing. So funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8511030228112371275?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8511030228112371275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-bunny-neighbor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8511030228112371275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8511030228112371275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-bunny-neighbor.html' title='Little Bunny neighbor'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TKK7P4wn_6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/R9id0TN6J-0/s72-c/DSCN0492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3299207787980296867</id><published>2010-09-28T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:00:07.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty time at daycare...</title><content type='html'>This made me soo proud, that I MUST write about it. Carol our daycare lady said that Carson told her that he had to go "potty" and go "poopy", so she said ok, and then was talking to the neighbor outside and she turned around and he was gone. So she went back to the bathroom to check on him, and he had taken off his diaper, he put the little seat on top of the big toilet and he sat himself on it. She didnt mention if he actually went but I am so proud of my little boy. I am so lucky he's mine. Thank you GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3299207787980296867?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3299207787980296867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/09/potty-time-at-daycare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3299207787980296867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3299207787980296867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/09/potty-time-at-daycare.html' title='Potty time at daycare...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-2376289431607272774</id><published>2010-09-12T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T10:01:07.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BSU GAME DAY/PHOTO</title><content type='html'>We went to Uncle Steve &amp;amp; Aunt Cindy's house for the BSU GAME on Labor Day last Monday and we always have a lot of fun there watching the game, and visiting w/ everyone, and eating great snack food. Carson loves going there cause theres so much room to play around. Here is a picture of Carson. This is his future BSU football photo. It truly is the most perfect picture the way that he is standing in his lil jersey and holding the football, just like any quarterback would..Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TI0G9eY1wkI/AAAAAAAAAws/O1UBGRJsolM/s1600/Image208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516072771797762626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TI0G9eY1wkI/AAAAAAAAAws/O1UBGRJsolM/s200/Image208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-2376289431607272774?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/2376289431607272774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/09/bsu-game-dayphoto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2376289431607272774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2376289431607272774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/09/bsu-game-dayphoto.html' title='BSU GAME DAY/PHOTO'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TI0G9eY1wkI/AAAAAAAAAws/O1UBGRJsolM/s72-c/Image208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8922654617572279532</id><published>2010-09-11T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:44:02.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of New Babies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Carson and I had a great Saturday today. We got to go see 2 new babies. We first got to see my friend Shelley's baby. He is 6weeks old, and his name is Braxton. So we spent a couple hours w/ them today. Then afterwards, we went and saw Carson's lil cousin Brayden who is just 5 days old. Both babies are cute, and have dark hair...carson points at everything, and everyone and says baby...so we went and saw a couple today...and it is always a lot of fun holding and watching a new baby. Carson is worn out from playing today. Birthday # 2 is right around the corner, and we are getting excited in this house for it. Here are a couple pics from the babies we visited today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TIxmzpuON6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/ZM0LT31jBFM/s1600/DSCN0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515896681181099938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TIxmzpuON6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/ZM0LT31jBFM/s200/DSCN0464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brayden above, and Braxton below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TIxkTUdlwuI/AAAAAAAAAwU/w1k6CYouf6E/s1600/DSCN0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515893926695125730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TIxkTUdlwuI/AAAAAAAAAwU/w1k6CYouf6E/s200/DSCN0470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brayden below and his mommy Gayle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TIxiCvxljcI/AAAAAAAAAv8/u0i_DkWtYis/s1600/DSCN0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515891442945723842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TIxiCvxljcI/AAAAAAAAAv8/u0i_DkWtYis/s200/DSCN0463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2307304071028556566-8922654617572279532?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8922654617572279532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/09/weekend-of-new-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8922654617572279532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8922654617572279532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/09/weekend-of-new-babies.html' title='Weekend of New Babies...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TIxmzpuON6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/ZM0LT31jBFM/s72-c/DSCN0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-5161017310494102605</id><published>2010-08-29T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T12:33:44.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOUSE!! (17546 W Silk Ave..nampa)</title><content type='html'>I wish this house was mine. It's been on the market for a lil over a year now. It's beautiful inside and out. The exterior colors are great!! The yard hasn't been maintained since this house has been vacant which is a huge disappointment, and the overall size of the yard is not big at all, which would be a bummer for C man. There's also no fence!! My great friend Krystal's husband is very crafty, and knows how to make a yard look good...he just re-did their landscaping, and I give it an A++. Sooooo, I'm sure I could pay him to do mine....I hope this house doesnt sell yet, cause I it would DEF want to buy it...of course I took a couple pics...I took the pic from inside my car, so theres about half a house in each pic...lol Its only $104k...not bad...for almost 2000 sq ft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/THq1Y-zHcGI/AAAAAAAAAvs/QY_0L4-OhTM/s1600/DSCN0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510916534820106338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/THq1Y-zHcGI/AAAAAAAAAvs/QY_0L4-OhTM/s200/DSCN0411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/THq1YPaPpjI/AAAAAAAAAvk/gVSHdokg9wM/s1600/DSCN0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510916522099320370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/THq1YPaPpjI/AAAAAAAAAvk/gVSHdokg9wM/s200/DSCN0410.JPG" /&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/2307304071028556566-5161017310494102605?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/5161017310494102605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/house-17546-w-silk-avenampa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5161017310494102605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5161017310494102605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/house-17546-w-silk-avenampa.html' title='HOUSE!! (17546 W Silk Ave..nampa)'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/THq1Y-zHcGI/AAAAAAAAAvs/QY_0L4-OhTM/s72-c/DSCN0411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3569063063984187087</id><published>2010-08-29T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T12:22:09.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping w/ good friend Sachi, Tate, kaiah and carson...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, me and carson introduced my good friend Sachi and her two kids to KIDZ AGAIN and KID2KID...we had a blast together shopping and spendy money. We enjoyed a great lunch at SmashBurger too....we both got some pretty good things. Carson and I even picked up a few things for his new lil cousin that is due anytime. After we took Sachi and her two kids home where they live in Star, we went and picked up daddy and we headed back to boise to go to the mall where I bought this awesome lil Columbia jacket for carson. It will be one of his birthday presents this year. I decided to get a 3T so he could wear it longer. I had him try on the 2T and it fit just perfectly. It's really nice. Too bad there wasn't one in my size. It's perfect for spring weather, cause its not that heavy. I still have his brand new lime green and dark grey jacket that he got from his first birthday last year. It was a gift from his auntie Melissa, Gramma Dot, and Great gramma Dixie. It's an 18months size, and its way to big on him.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of birthdays...munchkin boy has his 2nd one right around the corner. I best be gettin that organzized. I have to find a place that could hold approx 30 people. And were still doing the Robot theme.. It should be a fun time!!! More updates to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/THqzJBu0nsI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zVsUTlHJ-cU/s1600/DSCN0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510914061706239682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/THqzJBu0nsI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zVsUTlHJ-cU/s200/DSCN0413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3569063063984187087?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3569063063984187087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/shopping-w-good-friend-sachi-tate-kaiah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3569063063984187087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3569063063984187087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/shopping-w-good-friend-sachi-tate-kaiah.html' title='Shopping w/ good friend Sachi, Tate, kaiah and carson...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/THqzJBu0nsI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zVsUTlHJ-cU/s72-c/DSCN0413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3394881390048987931</id><published>2010-08-14T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T11:04:07.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day with Gramma Dot!!!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday Friday August 13th, 2010 Carson got to spend the whole entire day w/ gramma Dot so I could go to work. She said he was a very good boy. They played hard. They had lunch at Denny's and Carson said Hi and Bye to every person walking by. He ate all his grapes and more than half of his mac&amp;amp;cheese. After lunch, they went to Lakeview Park and played on the slides. Gramma says it was pretty funny to see Carson go down the bumpy slide cause half way down from all the static electricity, Carson's hair would stick straight up and then we he got down it would go back down. Gramma says he got very dirty and was running around and playing and being silly. He had two naps, and was just a very good boy. This mommy is very proud!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3394881390048987931?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3394881390048987931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-with-gramma-dot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3394881390048987931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3394881390048987931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-with-gramma-dot.html' title='Day with Gramma Dot!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-2220596657826872280</id><published>2010-08-03T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T19:02:35.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carson and his daddy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjKH7JX6HI/AAAAAAAAAu8/0yC9Sh9b3Lo/s1600/DSCN0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjKH7JX6HI/AAAAAAAAAu8/0yC9Sh9b3Lo/s200/DSCN0290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369182317963378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjKGxNRB7I/AAAAAAAAAus/aWmidPJcEqg/s1600/DSCN0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjKGxNRB7I/AAAAAAAAAus/aWmidPJcEqg/s200/DSCN0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369162470066098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was very hot outside to take these, but here they are....taken outside my house on drinkard ave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-2220596657826872280?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/2220596657826872280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/carson-and-his-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2220596657826872280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2220596657826872280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/carson-and-his-daddy.html' title='Carson and his daddy...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjKH7JX6HI/AAAAAAAAAu8/0yC9Sh9b3Lo/s72-c/DSCN0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-989214750321575192</id><published>2010-08-03T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:35:37.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carson and Trey=brothers for life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjIsWJxp4I/AAAAAAAAAuk/-VryuocqZuk/s1600/DSCN0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjIsWJxp4I/AAAAAAAAAuk/-VryuocqZuk/s200/DSCN0254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501367609019443074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjIr10Th5I/AAAAAAAAAuc/6B9upBlk6x0/s1600/DSCN0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjIr10Th5I/AAAAAAAAAuc/6B9upBlk6x0/s200/DSCN0264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501367600339453842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjH6xtfh4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/hmQm_2hysQU/s1600/DSCN0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjH6xtfh4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/hmQm_2hysQU/s200/DSCN0262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501366757423548290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjH6XFqSpI/AAAAAAAAAuM/aDvh5Vuyzk8/s1600/DSCN0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjH6XFqSpI/AAAAAAAAAuM/aDvh5Vuyzk8/s200/DSCN0259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501366750277159570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjHA35gx4I/AAAAAAAAAuE/VLwKFOYseAU/s1600/DSCN0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjHA35gx4I/AAAAAAAAAuE/VLwKFOYseAU/s200/DSCN0256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501365762652161922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just know it in my heart of hearts that Carson has a best friend for life...His name is Trey Evans Johnson....and his daddy BJ is Carsons daddy's best friend. Here thye are, playing in the pool...Trey looves the water and being in it, too bad I cant say that for carson. He was such a whiny little baby. Owell, here are some photos of them playing together. Trey is trying to show Carson that its no big deal....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-989214750321575192?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/989214750321575192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/carson-and-treybrothers-for-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/989214750321575192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/989214750321575192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/carson-and-treybrothers-for-life.html' title='Carson and Trey=brothers for life'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjIsWJxp4I/AAAAAAAAAuk/-VryuocqZuk/s72-c/DSCN0254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-168020407594781131</id><published>2010-08-03T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:27:49.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carson goes to work....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjB6AWxOGI/AAAAAAAAAt8/XTnD_pf4FOw/s1600/DSCN0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjB6AWxOGI/AAAAAAAAAt8/XTnD_pf4FOw/s200/DSCN0308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501360147105134690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjB5rnxjtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/0zvWqj3h8VY/s1600/DSCN0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjB5rnxjtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/0zvWqj3h8VY/s200/DSCN0307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501360141539315410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on a recent Friday, I had mike and Carson come meet me at work for a  BBQ lunch on the patio at Blue Cross. I brought carson into the office  that I work in so all the ladies could see him, and he could charm their  socks off. Well I decided to take him to my desk so he could sit on my  chair and play "office".  He enjoyed it, and I did too as I look back on  these pictures I have. He's looks so grown up like he could teach me  some things.... I LOVE CARSON BETTIS!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-168020407594781131?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/168020407594781131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/carson-goes-to-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/168020407594781131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/168020407594781131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/carson-goes-to-work.html' title='Carson goes to work....'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFjB6AWxOGI/AAAAAAAAAt8/XTnD_pf4FOw/s72-c/DSCN0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-1860154266000680373</id><published>2010-08-03T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:16:23.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Tuesday August 3rd, 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFi-PoGiD8I/AAAAAAAAAtc/mmHMzZAtieI/s1600/DSCN0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFi-PoGiD8I/AAAAAAAAAtc/mmHMzZAtieI/s200/DSCN0323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501356120505192386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFi-PF2LQFI/AAAAAAAAAtU/IBFVFYH4A9I/s1600/DSCN0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFi-PF2LQFI/AAAAAAAAAtU/IBFVFYH4A9I/s200/DSCN0322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501356111309783122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFi-Ors32mI/AAAAAAAAAtM/XSBI-LvMCv8/s1600/DSCN0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFi-Ors32mI/AAAAAAAAAtM/XSBI-LvMCv8/s200/DSCN0318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501356104291441250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFi-OfbsC5I/AAAAAAAAAtE/gQKnarNcZ1M/s1600/DSCN0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFi-OfbsC5I/AAAAAAAAAtE/gQKnarNcZ1M/s200/DSCN0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501356100998138770" 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/2307304071028556566-1860154266000680373?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/1860154266000680373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/pictures-from-tuesday-august-3rd-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/1860154266000680373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/1860154266000680373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/pictures-from-tuesday-august-3rd-2010.html' title='Pictures from Tuesday August 3rd, 2010!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/TFi-PoGiD8I/AAAAAAAAAtc/mmHMzZAtieI/s72-c/DSCN0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6732290680999310296</id><published>2010-08-03T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:04:01.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day off from Work/Daycare!!! That could only mean....</title><content type='html'>So we our daycare lady Carol took the day off to go work at the Jail bond election, so I took the day off to watch C man. So it was a day off for both of us. We decided to make the most of it, and hang out w/ daddy as he is in town this week also. We had amazing lunch at Idaho Pizza Company. The salad bar is scrumptious. The bread stick was divine, and the pizza was even more delicious. Carson started nibbling off my plate eating every single piece of ham and peas he could find.  :( I love eating ham w/ my salad. Anyway, then he decided he rather just have momma's plate directly in front of him so its easier to grab things, so thats what we ended up doing. He ate a lot of salad and then lots of bites of cheese pizza. After wards, we made our way to Monkey Bizness, we havent been there in a while so we went and we got to play in a different play room, which is nice. It's all the same things, just on the opposite side of the room, so it made it look different. I got just a picture as Carson was busy on everything. Him and daddy went down the big slide together 2x. Carson loves it. We were going to go to Albertson's park so Carson could go chase some ducks, but we ran out of time. Daddy had a softball game that started at 6 and by the time we left Boise it was a little after 3, and the traffic would have been pretty ugly close to 4 or 5 pm.  So we decided to get a head start on the road. Carson took a long nap from all the eating good, and running around and playing on all the climbing structures. Now he's awake and were waiting for daddy to get home from his game so that we can eat some dinner and chill out for the rest of the evening. Its off to work I go tomor. It's wednesday so its half way thru the week, almost to the weekend. I have my 10 yr high school reunion this Saturday at Kiwanas's Park in payette. I'm kinda looking forward to it, but then again..I'm not, as I've seen pretty much everyone either out and about or online. I dont think people really change that much. Most people have gone on to do great things, and have started families of their own. Even tho I haven't traveled as much as I've wanted, I have Carson to compliment this part of my life and I wouldn't have it any other way. He is the best, and so for that, I have the best life. I love him. Until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6732290680999310296?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6732290680999310296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-off-from-workdaycare-that-could.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6732290680999310296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6732290680999310296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-off-from-workdaycare-that-could.html' title='Day off from Work/Daycare!!! That could only mean....'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6193642692363125313</id><published>2010-06-15T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T15:57:30.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 months is HOW OLD????</title><content type='html'>Well I am writing this while sitting at my desk at work. (dont tell boss woman). Im sitting here thinking that carson is 20months old TODAY!!! I cannot believe it. I say all the time that time flies, and it just keeps on flying faster and faster by the minute. I am so proud of my little man on all his accomplishments. He is so beautiful, and amazing. I love to just sit and watch him do everything. He finds so much delight in the simplest things. His expressions and the way he runs and looks at you, and waits for you to say something about how great he ran just surpasses my giddyness for him. He is learning so much.&lt;br /&gt;He is on the mend from his earache...he HAS NOT been the most cooperative lil boy when getting his bubble gum flavored medicine, but who wouldn't? And I feel like such a mean ole' mommy afterwards, that I use that as my excuse to give him extra kisses. I will post  some recent park pictures from the last couple weekends. Next weekend on 06/21/10 is Fathers day, so he will be spending the weekend w/ his daddy, and I hear...that some fun stuff may be planned for him and his daddy. :) More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6193642692363125313?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6193642692363125313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/06/20-months-is-how-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6193642692363125313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6193642692363125313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/06/20-months-is-how-old.html' title='20 months is HOW OLD????'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8311946691111153844</id><published>2010-06-13T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T09:35:08.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First crappy Earache!</title><content type='html'>Carson has finally, (and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mean that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excitingly&lt;/span&gt;) got his first ever earache. He was at the ball field all day yesterday watching his daddy play his games, and it was really hot outside and a lil windy. He wouldnt eat anything, and he only drank some. He had plenty of sun screen on. Decided to take him into the ER at about 930pm, cause he was very very fussy. So the doc said that its definitely an earache cause of the coloration in his ear, it was really red inside. He had a fever and my poor lil guy was just not happy. So we got a prescription for some Amoxycillian and doc said he will be on that for a week, and it should clear up in a few days. THANK GOD! These are rough times for this mommy. I hate when my poor baby feels ill, and is not being himself. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few other things have happened since now and the last post, but I will have to get to those updates on another day. Next weekend 6.20.2010 is Fathers day, and I will be taking carson's gpa (my daddy) on a train ride. It will be the first train ride for the both of us. Should be lots of fun. I cant wait. Tickets were pretty cheap, and there serving food as well. It starts in Horseshoe Bend and lasts about 3 hours or so. I will be taking lots of pictures and video to remember this adventure. I wish that I were taking Carson w/ me, but he will be w/ his daddy on Fathers Day. Well got to get some stuff done around here, better quit playing now. More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8311946691111153844?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8311946691111153844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-crappy-earache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8311946691111153844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8311946691111153844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-crappy-earache.html' title='First crappy Earache!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-5989872299046186417</id><published>2010-04-03T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T08:31:50.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OshKosh Baby in Heels.....</title><content type='html'>You might wonder what this means....just look for yourself. Look at what I constantly catch carson wearing!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/S7dexwjnQpI/AAAAAAAAAss/FQUvbb3nUaI/s1600/DSCN0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455933682523521682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/S7dexwjnQpI/AAAAAAAAAss/FQUvbb3nUaI/s200/DSCN0954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455933680272977986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/S7dexoLCsEI/AAAAAAAAAsk/8OiS2BxN6W8/s200/DSCN0955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/S7dexHEJV4I/AAAAAAAAAsc/8mg7ub9iGMI/s1600/DSCN0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455933671385683842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/S7dexHEJV4I/AAAAAAAAAsc/8mg7ub9iGMI/s200/DSCN0960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-5989872299046186417?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/5989872299046186417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/04/oshkosh-baby-in-heels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5989872299046186417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5989872299046186417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/04/oshkosh-baby-in-heels.html' title='OshKosh Baby in Heels.....'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/S7dexwjnQpI/AAAAAAAAAss/FQUvbb3nUaI/s72-c/DSCN0954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7339662263559879525</id><published>2010-03-13T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T07:53:56.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots, Monkey Bizness...and other things.</title><content type='html'>Carson had his 16 month checkup this past week. He had lost a little bit of weight cause he's been runnin around, and walkin, so that was ok. He weighs about 26lbs. I remember I weighed him myself right before he turned 1, and he was almost 30lbs. I think the doc said he's 33inc long. He will be tall and stalky. Which is just perfect. His doc said to bring him back in about a month to look at his ears again, cause they looked really stuffy from the sickness he's had. He had 4 shots;2 in each thigh. He DID NOT enjoy that. He got the H1N1 too. So hopefully he wont ever get the swine flu. I dont know what I would do if he got sick that bad. Poor babes. Other than that, he is a perfect little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, me and Krystal are taking the boys to Monkey Bizness to play around and go down some slides, it should be some real fun. Carson hasnt been there, and so I know he will just be thrilled to see this place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got a bed, its beautiful!!!! I just have to find a top mattress for it, so I dont have to sleep on the box spring. It's kinda hard. I think its more uncomfortable than the floor was. :) Or maybe the same. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as soon as we get back from all of our running around today, I will post some pictures of us from the "BIG PLAY ROOM"!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-7339662263559879525?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7339662263559879525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/03/shots-monkey-biznessand-other-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7339662263559879525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7339662263559879525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/03/shots-monkey-biznessand-other-things.html' title='Shots, Monkey Bizness...and other things.'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-657174622127826061</id><published>2010-03-01T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T07:57:24.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes...</title><content type='html'>Think its time to update this. I think the last time you heard from me and munchkin boy was around his 1st Birthday party. So many changes have occurred since then. Mostly good. I will try to explain our absence from bloggerworld in as much detail as I can remember. So sit back, cause this is one looong story. &lt;br /&gt;First of all, I might say that it's given me such joy to watch Carson grow and learn everyday. His first birthday party was the most funnest party I've been to. I stopped to think back to the day he was born, and how fragile he was and how careful i had to be, and the few sleepless nights I had, but really it was all preparation for how he is today. And let me tell you, there's nothing quite like it. I would gladly do it all over again. He wasn't walking yet at his birthday. He was talking alot but not quite how he talks to me now. Now he walks, and walks real fast. Sometimes he gets going so fast, it looks like he's running, then he ends up tripping over himself and its cute to see him get up and do it again w/ a huge grin on his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, we got our own quaint little place in the country. I was very fortunate to find such an awesome little house for him and I. It's small, but oh so perfect for C and I. I will DEFINITELYpost some pictures. We just recently got a couch so its not empty looking anymore. Now I'm just looking for a nice bed. Big enough for C and I when he sleeps with me. I'm trying to limit the amount of those nights. TRUST ME! I guess I forgot to mention that I wouldn't have been able to get this little place w/o getting a job first. I actually started back in Nov 2009. November, 11th 2009 to be exact. I got a temporary position at Blue Cross. I enjoy it so very much. I'm hoping they keep me on perm.I get paid good, schedule is awesome, and I know the benefits will be good as well. We will see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, we had a good Thanksgiving and Christmas. Don't have too many pictures. We were just to busy feeding our faces with yummy turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, gravy, vegi's, and sweet potatoes. Which are a favorite of C's and mine. He got some cool presents for Christmas. Toys, clothes, books. It was a joy to spend the important holidays with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that brings us to more recent days now. He has been sorta sick lately. He was real sick then he got better, and now I think part of it has decided to hang around for a lil while longer. He had a temp of 104.5 was the highest it got. Thats scary stuff. He woulndt eat or anything. Poor baby, he just wanted to snuggle all day in his blankie. I DEF gave into that w/o thinking twice. He has a crappy cough. Then we went to see a doctor and he did a urine test, and it was so sad that I had to leave the room for that. I felt bad for leaving my honey buns but I knew the nurses were taking good care of him. As of writing this, he still has a croupy cough, but he is back to eating like there is no tomor. He's running and playing a lot. All good signs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some pictures done by a lovely girl, who did a great job. I should have those in a few days. Carson didn't like to sit and pose so hopefully she got some of him just being a boy and being silly. We went outside and took some, he just wanted to run around and dodge us. So we will be doing another photoshoot in the next week or two. This time we will be going to a park or a playground. We did get one of him w/ no shirt on wearing a tie and a hat sitting on an old briefcase. That one will DEFINITELY be cute. He's cute anyway. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this momma is going to partake in a mom/sisters/daughters weekend March 19th-21st. Going to Portland to see my sisters. I'm driving up their w/ my momma. Friday night were going to a creep show. It's actually an underground tour of the city. It's also rumored to be haunted. Then, on Saturday were going to a dance team competition. Were also going to get matching tattoes. I know I am getting one of the date on the top of my foot. Just havent thought of a cool design yet. I think the date is important. It's not too often that we get to spend this kind of time w/ each other so I think doing something to symbolize our time together is important. Why not permanent ink, eh??!?! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think this update is finished, until there is another story to be told.....stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-657174622127826061?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/657174622127826061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/03/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/657174622127826061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/657174622127826061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2010/03/changes.html' title='Changes...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-825669122554991307</id><published>2009-10-28T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:21:47.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More birthday pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was going thru some more of the birthday pictures that i have, and here are 4 more of my favorites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SujCvFcDhgI/AAAAAAAAAqg/n0qWk9LzSVg/s1600-h/100_0230a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397778267573028354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SujCvFcDhgI/AAAAAAAAAqg/n0qWk9LzSVg/s200/100_0230a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SujCuLq5ZDI/AAAAAAAAAqY/_rx91OE0c3g/s1600-h/100_0217a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397778252066022450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SujCuLq5ZDI/AAAAAAAAAqY/_rx91OE0c3g/s200/100_0217a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SujCt5CXeBI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/E8C5CZuJzlE/s1600-h/100_0198a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397778247064188946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SujCt5CXeBI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/E8C5CZuJzlE/s200/100_0198a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397778224467531026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SujCsk251RI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ACuocalYjJY/s200/100_0190a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-825669122554991307?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/825669122554991307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-birthday-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/825669122554991307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/825669122554991307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-birthday-pics.html' title='More birthday pics!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SujCvFcDhgI/AAAAAAAAAqg/n0qWk9LzSVg/s72-c/100_0230a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-5267224411484606446</id><published>2009-10-26T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T17:49:03.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunderstorm watching...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently there is a big wind storm outside and I put carson infront of our sliding door window and he seems amused by all the action outside. Here are a few pictures of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuZCdNI7ToI/AAAAAAAAAqA/aNEqLPSy0g0/s1600-h/DSCN0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397074272960859778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuZCdNI7ToI/AAAAAAAAAqA/aNEqLPSy0g0/s200/DSCN0393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuZCcnLJSFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/E0Wq5UL8Peo/s1600-h/DSCN0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397074262769616978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuZCcnLJSFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/E0Wq5UL8Peo/s200/DSCN0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuZCcX0vm9I/AAAAAAAAApw/7wFgCUn5Cmk/s1600-h/DSCN0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397074258649127890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuZCcX0vm9I/AAAAAAAAApw/7wFgCUn5Cmk/s200/DSCN0389.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/2307304071028556566-5267224411484606446?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/5267224411484606446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/thunderstorm-watching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5267224411484606446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5267224411484606446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/thunderstorm-watching.html' title='Thunderstorm watching...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuZCdNI7ToI/AAAAAAAAAqA/aNEqLPSy0g0/s72-c/DSCN0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4549486986106501345</id><published>2009-10-24T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T16:53:45.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A very Happy Meal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part of Carson turning 1 is that now we can order his own plate of big boy food. Well maybe not a whole plate, and maybe we will just let him nibble off our plate still, but today I wanted to buy him his very first Mcdonalds HAPPY MEAL! Of course, I took a picture of it...why not?? He got mcnuggets, french fries and some apple juice. He seemed to really enjoy his happy meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396318877346804098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuOTbZL9sYI/AAAAAAAAApo/ns71QwzEta0/s200/DSCN0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-4549486986106501345?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4549486986106501345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/very-happy-meal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4549486986106501345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4549486986106501345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/very-happy-meal.html' title='A very Happy Meal!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuOTbZL9sYI/AAAAAAAAApo/ns71QwzEta0/s72-c/DSCN0386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7115672565240575360</id><published>2009-10-22T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:40:40.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carson looves his daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I caught mike and carson playing today, and carson climbed up on his daddy's back like he wanted to play horsey. Then maybe 15 mins later carson fell asleep while dad was swaying him back and forth and it was just too cute to not have a picture of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuDtFN1J-VI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ru15lPCu-fU/s1600-h/DSCN0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395573027457595730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuDtFN1J-VI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ru15lPCu-fU/s200/DSCN0384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuDscfb9DlI/AAAAAAAAApQ/d5270ZnwjvU/s1600-h/DSCN0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395572327809093202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuDscfb9DlI/AAAAAAAAApQ/d5270ZnwjvU/s200/DSCN0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395572313467929826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuDsbqAwROI/AAAAAAAAApA/alfJ7bAYPOU/s200/DSCN0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuDsbPOpUWI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Bqio1KVvajA/s1600-h/DSCN0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395572306278437218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuDsbPOpUWI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Bqio1KVvajA/s200/DSCN0382.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/2307304071028556566-7115672565240575360?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7115672565240575360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/carson-looves-his-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7115672565240575360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7115672565240575360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/carson-looves-his-daddy.html' title='Carson looves his daddy'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SuDtFN1J-VI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ru15lPCu-fU/s72-c/DSCN0384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-2356674101408839045</id><published>2009-10-22T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:45:35.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Mos Checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today we went for his 12 mos appt. He had 3 shots, but I will get to that very short part in a minute. His doc said he is doing very great, and he is very smart. He says that based on his measurements, he is going to be built big and wide and kinda tall. So exactly like his Uncle Brian. Which is GREAT with me, although I will keep him no matter what size. For his measurements, his head circumference is 19'', I guess thats good. He weighs about 24lbs. He lost some weight now that he is crawling around. He is also about 33inc long. Thats really long. During the time we were waiting for the nurse to come in with the shots, carson fell asleep, I thought that would make things easier. I guess I was thinking that he would just doze through all the shots. WRONG MOM!!!! As soon as the lady poked at his little thigh the first time, he woke up faster than I have ever seen. He screamed so loud. Poor baby, and there was still 2 more to go. We finally got thru them all but not w/o a stuggling little boy in my arms. He got a flu shot but the nurse lady said that some kids need 2 vaccines cause 1 isn't strong enough or something like that. So in 1 month we will go back and do this again but only for 1 shot. Then he gets a nice little break from shots. At least till around 16mos. He did very good at the visit today otherwise. My big boy just keeps getting bigger and bigger. I felt the need to buy him some presents today. So we stopped in at Other Mothers and mommy bought him some new clothes. They are AWESOME! He got 2 new jackets, and then a couple of zipup jackets that are really thick and warm, and then just some other tees. Next week our friends Krystal and Kason are going to boise to go to Kidz Again and we are going to get some clothes for the kids. I'm hoping I can find some jeans next week, and a couple of toys. I love you Carson. Your my favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-2356674101408839045?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/2356674101408839045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/12-mos-checkup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2356674101408839045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2356674101408839045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/12-mos-checkup.html' title='12 Mos Checkup'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4569258332060848794</id><published>2009-10-20T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:07:46.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party cont'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay here are some of those pics I promised. Big Thanks to my sister in law Gayle for playing photographer for the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/St6WxpwnUHI/AAAAAAAAAow/KsDV4q9d554/s1600-h/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394915183403946098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/St6WxpwnUHI/AAAAAAAAAow/KsDV4q9d554/s200/IMG_1304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394915173371180130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/St6WxEYndGI/AAAAAAAAAoo/xOhou71-0T4/s200/IMG_1256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394915170574630434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/boys-playing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5924896443599439307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5924896443599439307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/boys-playing.html' title='boys playing'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8521157335056385130</id><published>2009-10-18T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:08:58.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kason and Carson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carson and I went and visited krystal and kason for a couple hours. It was nice to have the boys play with each other. Carson kept wanting to give kason a hug and kason didn't like the overly affection carson was showing him. Carson likes to play with my nose ring and so I caught carson trying to touch kason's little nosy. It was cute. There both big boys and very handsome, and it was fun seeing them be boys together and interact with one another. Here are some pics from the play date.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394141873342048274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StvXdFSc6BI/AAAAAAAAAoI/X85VKvLItQg/s200/DSCN0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394141865105831794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StvXcmmyN3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/DEhPkgyeKQs/s200/DSCN0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StvXb4Ew3VI/AAAAAAAAAn4/aM6OvvW7Sxo/s1600-h/DSCN0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394141852615105874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StvXb4Ew3VI/AAAAAAAAAn4/aM6OvvW7Sxo/s200/DSCN0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StvXbf9AcVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/JJus40JWnDk/s1600-h/DSCN0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394141846140121426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StvXbf9AcVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/JJus40JWnDk/s200/DSCN0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StvXa8H2B7I/AAAAAAAAAno/E9O55ALc06g/s1600-h/DSCN0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394141836521899954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StvXa8H2B7I/AAAAAAAAAno/E9O55ALc06g/s200/DSCN0350.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/2307304071028556566-8521157335056385130?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8521157335056385130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/kason-and-carson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8521157335056385130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8521157335056385130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/kason-and-carson.html' title='Kason and Carson'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StvXdFSc6BI/AAAAAAAAAoI/X85VKvLItQg/s72-c/DSCN0352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7108121014207212615</id><published>2009-10-17T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:40:58.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't believe I actually have time to sit here and talk about how everything went. I didn't even go to bed last night, I felt like I had no time to waist on getting all the decorating done so all night I stayed up and got a lot done. I wasn't too tired either. The decorating turned out good, I was trying to just keep the house in order. I worked all night on the monkey cupcakes, and well I didn't like the way they turned out too much. We had a pretty good turn out! Lots of people showed up to help carson celebrate his very first birthday. Lots of our friends and their kids came. It was total chaos in the bettis residence, but every minute of it was fun. I got a surprise visit from my sister in Portland, and I haven't seen her in soo long, I have really missed her a lot! The present opening portion of the party, carson didn't seem interested in tearing open the paper, so I had the pleasure of opening everything. It felt like Christmas all over again. But for carson!! :) He got some great gifts from everyone. I took a picture with everything on the table. Some cute clothes, and big new toys, lots of books for him to read to his mommy when he gets older, some tonka trucks, Tennessee Titans football suit set, BSU stuff, blocks, and my favorite, was a suuupper cool  2 in 1 winter coat from the childrens place. It's a fleece jacket inside that is detachable so he can wear it by itself or in with the coat. It's so cute. He got the matching beanie and gloves to complete the outfit. He also got some cords from old navy, and some shoes from there as well, and a shirt and tie also from the childrens place. Everything was just perfect. Food was good, company was great, conversations were flowing...then came the cake part. Carson didn't really put much of a show on, he was very very "gentle" with his monkey cake which was very nice of him, but owell. He did start getting into it at the end, but in the beginning it was a slow go. He is so perfect, and my life feels perfect b/c of him. He has soo many little friends and family that adore him, and love him to pieces. Here are a few pictures, and a video. Enjoy! I decided that I'm definitely not going to skip out on sleep tonight. The house is finally quiet and is clean again, and everything is put away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-7108121014207212615?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7108121014207212615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7108121014207212615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7108121014207212615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-birthday-party.html' title='FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8147662411099779980</id><published>2009-10-15T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:39:51.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIG 1!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carson, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is your BIG first Birthday!!! You have officially graduated from infancy to toddlerhood. You were born today at 2:03pm. The weather was very nice and beautiful. Very warm as well. This morning is a very different story. It's overcast, wet, and just a really gloomy morning! I'm sure as the day goes on, it will change. Mom has to finish birthday shopping for the party and for you little munchkin. Yesterday I was thinking about how I couldn't believe that just about a year ago I was still pregnant with you. The day you were born was the best day of my life. The first few moments after you were born were pretty scary but I knew that GOD and his army of wonderful nurses were taking good care of you. It's was such a wonderful experience carrying you inside me. I thank God everyday for giving me such a perfect, beautiful,and healthy little baby boy. I look forward to watching you grow into a man and I hope I will guide you on the right paths. Daddy and I can't believe that we really have you. It feels like a wonderful dream. I never want to wake up, since you make my life this good. I will always love you no matter what and will always be here when you need me. Thank you so much for putting a smile on my face everyday!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you with all my heart and soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love, Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8147662411099779980?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8147662411099779980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-big-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8147662411099779980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8147662411099779980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-big-1.html' title='HAPPY BIG 1!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-5004231669220855416</id><published>2009-10-11T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:17:36.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party Sneak Peek!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am getting sooo excited to setup for the party, I can hardly stand it. I made his guestbook today. I've been trying to find one to just buy, but birthday ones are hard to find and probably don't exist. So when I was browsing around online, all of a sudden this vision came to mind, and I had to start working on it right away before I lost it. It turned out okay. I spent most the day on it, just cutting this and cutting that, it takes so much time. This is the end result. It's not really bright and colorful, but it matches the party decor...so its perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StKm-CMEGvI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8wiDv-Ms9kI/s1600-h/DSCN0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391555288585476850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StKm-CMEGvI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8wiDv-Ms9kI/s200/DSCN0231.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/2307304071028556566-5004231669220855416?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/5004231669220855416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-party-preview.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5004231669220855416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5004231669220855416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-party-preview.html' title='Birthday Party Sneak Peek!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StKm-CMEGvI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8wiDv-Ms9kI/s72-c/DSCN0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-1414596751970523503</id><published>2009-10-11T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:15:50.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Shopping with Gpa Wally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gpa Wally came over to our house and hung out with me and carson all day. We made our first stop to Cabelas. We looked at all the fish, and carson seemed to enjoy them more this time than last. We looked at all the animals on the mountain and then browsed around looking for a cute camo outfit that was just screaming carsons name. I found the perfect one. Afterwards we ate at Wendys and it's always good. After that, we went and walked around in the mall. Carsons likes to stare at everyone that passes him. He tries to talk to people as there passing him. He's so funny. Gpa wally bought me and a BSU shirt and also one for himself cause they were having a huge sale. 2 for $20. You can't beat that. We ended our shopping at walmart where carson also got another surprise from gpa wally. A BSU jacket/onesie/sweat pants SET. IT's toootally cute! It looks like it might fit him now, but the pants seem a little long still. I will make sure he gets plenty of use out of the whole outfit. Here's a couple pics from yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391438431033326498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StI8sB4he6I/AAAAAAAAAmY/TfP9hKD02z0/s200/DSCN0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StI8ropLqDI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/tRpySFcPAVA/s1600-h/DSCN0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391438424258095154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StI8ropLqDI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/tRpySFcPAVA/s200/DSCN0225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391438415238524786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StI8rHCv73I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Vj1bUZfXMFo/s200/DSCN0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StI8qh2_fcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/vKcSzmVfTcc/s1600-h/DSCN0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391438405257100738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StI8qh2_fcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/vKcSzmVfTcc/s200/DSCN0222.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/2307304071028556566-1414596751970523503?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/1414596751970523503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-shopping-with-gpa-wally.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/1414596751970523503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/1414596751970523503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-shopping-with-gpa-wally.html' title='Birthday Shopping with Gpa Wally!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/StI8sB4he6I/AAAAAAAAAmY/TfP9hKD02z0/s72-c/DSCN0226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6166439330582889020</id><published>2009-10-08T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:59:27.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Gift from Oxford, England!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My brother and his wife made a photobook from shutterfly of all the places and countries they've been, and they wrote it to carson for his 1st birthday! It was such a great surprise to get it in the mail, we had no idea what it was. All the pictures in it are GREAT!!!! So we can't wait to display it at his birthday party for everyone to see. Some of the highlights in the book include Warwick Castle, Tower bridge and Big Ben, which are all in London. Also some great photos from Ireland, Scotland, Spain, France, Italy, and Switzerland. Carson and I can't wait to visit all those places. Well its about time that we get started on a book for them now. Carson wants to make a book for his cousin for a christmas present. Were not sure if were going to do one with all of baby kaz in it, or of just Shawn and Amy together. Making books are soo much fun. Carson is going to have a handful of learning books from me. It just takes time finding all the best things to include in the book. Tonight for dinner I made roasted garlic potatoes. YUM isn't quite the word. They were soooo good! Thats it for now! Here is a picture of carson with the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ss6pO0CBIEI/AAAAAAAAAl4/h3mgqpdlHqY/s1600-h/DSCN0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390431875959431234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ss6pO0CBIEI/AAAAAAAAAl4/h3mgqpdlHqY/s200/DSCN0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ss6pORbXwnI/AAAAAAAAAlw/bKoBi0R3wyQ/s1600-h/DSCN0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390431866670531186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ss6pORbXwnI/AAAAAAAAAlw/bKoBi0R3wyQ/s200/DSCN0220.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/2307304071028556566-6166439330582889020?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6166439330582889020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/wonderful-gift-from-oxford-england.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6166439330582889020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6166439330582889020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/wonderful-gift-from-oxford-england.html' title='A Wonderful Gift from Oxford, England!!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ss6pO0CBIEI/AAAAAAAAAl4/h3mgqpdlHqY/s72-c/DSCN0221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8662688362780739292</id><published>2009-10-02T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:58:26.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mooonkey man!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love carson's monkey pj's, he wears them perfectly. Now that carson has learned to climb on top of our ottoman all by himself, his nickname is only fitting. Heres a couple pics from tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9ahQEYkI/AAAAAAAAAlo/OK8d3uLOlUE/s1600-h/DSCN0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388202267495391810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9ahQEYkI/AAAAAAAAAlo/OK8d3uLOlUE/s200/DSCN0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9Zxa2_kI/AAAAAAAAAlg/nXQE1IZoxnY/s1600-h/DSCN0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388202254655749698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9Zxa2_kI/AAAAAAAAAlg/nXQE1IZoxnY/s200/DSCN0207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9ZexdTOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZSs0DThR1cw/s1600-h/DSCN0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388202249650261218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9ZexdTOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZSs0DThR1cw/s200/DSCN0201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9YyxKGtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/4Ou8lFc98Qo/s1600-h/DSCN0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388202237837843154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9YyxKGtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/4Ou8lFc98Qo/s200/DSCN0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388202230536425810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9YXkXUVI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Q5TRfL2_qH4/s200/DSCN0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-8662688362780739292?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8662688362780739292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-mooonkey-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8662688362780739292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8662688362780739292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-mooonkey-man.html' title='My mooonkey man!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Ssa9ahQEYkI/AAAAAAAAAlo/OK8d3uLOlUE/s72-c/DSCN0209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-7636736755878040367</id><published>2009-09-26T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:33:45.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like I said...(cont'd)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm always catching carson like this now, and I love watching him crawl around like this too. I got one picture of it before he found me and busted me! Oops mom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sr7c9UHIIaI/AAAAAAAAAlA/qJad8Vo4lJs/s1600-h/DSCN0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385985150310424994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sr7c9UHIIaI/AAAAAAAAAlA/qJad8Vo4lJs/s200/DSCN0188.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/2307304071028556566-7636736755878040367?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/7636736755878040367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-i-saidcontd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7636736755878040367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/7636736755878040367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-i-saidcontd.html' title='Like I said...(cont&apos;d)'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sr7c9UHIIaI/AAAAAAAAAlA/qJad8Vo4lJs/s72-c/DSCN0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3392300570145835197</id><published>2009-09-26T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:12:29.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Crawl...???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carson has been doing this funny looking bear crawl lately. Normally he would only do it where the floor is really cold like the laundry room or something, but now I notice he does it wherever. It's soo stinkin funny to see it. He loves to watch his legs whether there moving or not. One time when he was just sticking his butt high up in the air, I creeped up on him, and peeked my little head right underneath him, he thought that was soo funny. Gotta love it. And him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3392300570145835197?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3392300570145835197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/bear-crawl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3392300570145835197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3392300570145835197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/bear-crawl.html' title='Bear Crawl...???'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-5914441271534545495</id><published>2009-09-20T18:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:24:27.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Jen's kitchen to yours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are these adorable or what??? There soo easy to make. All you need is a package of tollhouse chocolate chip cookie dough thats already precut. There in a yellow package, all you have to do is pull apart and bake! BUT!! What you do is get the little mini ones and line a mini muffin pan with the mini cupcake cups, and then you take each piece of square dough and kinda mold it around to the shape of the muffin cup. You only have to bake it at 375degrees for about 9mins, but about 2-3min before there done, you need to take them out and take something small and round and lightly press down in each center to re-form the hole in the middle of the cookie. Then after that bake for 1 more min. In the meantime melt a couple cups of chocolate and peanut butter chocolate chips in a microwave safe bowl. After the cookies are done and have cooled off, have fun pouring the melted chocolate in the center of each cookie. It's best to let the chocolate sit and harden for a little. There delish!!! Here is a picture of carson asleep for the first time in his crib. He slept for soooo loooooong. I couldn't believe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SrbVpPmdxFI/AAAAAAAAAkY/qha5xT48otk/s1600-h/DSCN0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383725309107225682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SrbVpPmdxFI/AAAAAAAAAkY/qha5xT48otk/s200/DSCN0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SrbVonC1wOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/7MMZTOogbOY/s1600-h/DSCN0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383725298220384482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SrbVonC1wOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/7MMZTOogbOY/s200/DSCN0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SrbVoELPL2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/6hPaSfkh8Ao/s1600-h/DSCN0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383725288860364642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SrbVoELPL2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/6hPaSfkh8Ao/s200/DSCN0181.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/2307304071028556566-5914441271534545495?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/5914441271534545495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-jens-kitchen-to-yours.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5914441271534545495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/5914441271534545495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-jens-kitchen-to-yours.html' title='From Jen&apos;s kitchen to yours...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SrbVpPmdxFI/AAAAAAAAAkY/qha5xT48otk/s72-c/DSCN0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3142066238911641491</id><published>2009-09-20T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:59:53.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitation is ordered!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just can't wait, I'm soo excited. I've been working with this lovely lady on etsy.com to make carson's birthday invitation. It's soo cute and as much as I want to post it on here to show everyone, I rather have you be surprised. Theres not a whole lot to it but just the fact that its ordered and the prints are one their way really makes this whole thing official! That last few things I have to get are the food and cakes and supplies to make his monkey cupcakes, and then the monkey decor and that should be it. Oh and his presents, I will let daddy pick those out since he hasn't had much say in all this birthday planning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3142066238911641491?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3142066238911641491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/invitation-is-ordered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3142066238911641491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3142066238911641491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/invitation-is-ordered.html' title='Invitation is ordered!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-6232786785675352568</id><published>2009-09-15T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T12:47:03.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Months Old today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like I've said before, I can't believe how fast time flys. Its exactly 4 weeks away from today till he turns 1. We will be celebrating his special day that saturday Oct 17th, which also has a lot of meaning cause that was his original due date. We weighed him the other day and he's about 25lbs. That's soo big! He's been kinda coughfy the last week or so too. His little coughs sound like a trumpet, so we call it the trumpet cough. He has a runny nose too. But he doesn't let that get him down, he still eats just as much, and plays even harder. He's one tough boy! He gives wonderful kisses. This weekend we will be working really hard on getting the last minute birthday decor, and making his posterboard and monkey water bottles to hand out. It will be lots of fun. I will be ordering the invitations this weekend, so in a few weeks look for your surprise in your mailbox. Thats it for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-6232786785675352568?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/6232786785675352568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/11-months-old-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6232786785675352568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/6232786785675352568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/11-months-old-today.html' title='11 Months Old today!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-95971143867159606</id><published>2009-09-14T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:20:00.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ann Morrison Park Softball Tourney!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another weekend, another softball tournament. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6IYvFn5NI/AAAAAAAAAkA/29pDuSMo5f4/s1600-h/DSCN0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381388563292611794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6IYvFn5NI/AAAAAAAAAkA/29pDuSMo5f4/s200/DSCN0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6IYAFLpMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Ug2p9x1Z5jw/s1600-h/DSCN0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381388550674293954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6IYAFLpMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Ug2p9x1Z5jw/s200/DSCN0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6HJFUognI/AAAAAAAAAjo/4IBulrKVlkA/s1600-h/DSCN0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381387194871612018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6HJFUognI/AAAAAAAAAjo/4IBulrKVlkA/s200/DSCN0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6HIvwgU2I/AAAAAAAAAjg/XGtFBSEw53k/s1600-h/DSCN0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381387189082936162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6HIvwgU2I/AAAAAAAAAjg/XGtFBSEw53k/s200/DSCN0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6HHqNo5xI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DcoEoRzhk-k/s1600-h/DSCN0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381387170414651154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6HHqNo5xI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DcoEoRzhk-k/s200/DSCN0169.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/2307304071028556566-95971143867159606?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/95971143867159606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/ann-morrison-park-softball-tourney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/95971143867159606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/95971143867159606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/ann-morrison-park-softball-tourney.html' title='Ann Morrison Park Softball Tourney!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sq6IYvFn5NI/AAAAAAAAAkA/29pDuSMo5f4/s72-c/DSCN0168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4351093967808500543</id><published>2009-09-09T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:14:48.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more before bedtime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sqh8bpnPGYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/GRR1wXcvAUY/s1600-h/DSCN0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379686569362790786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sqh8bpnPGYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/GRR1wXcvAUY/s200/DSCN0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;helping out baby avery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sqh8LN6PTYI/AAAAAAAAAi4/6JfGBBZ58ds/s1600-h/DSCN0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379686287048396162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sqh8LN6PTYI/AAAAAAAAAi4/6JfGBBZ58ds/s200/DSCN0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; my cheeseball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379686278916018898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sqh8KvnVEtI/AAAAAAAAAiw/HTehsXubcjI/s200/DSCN0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 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Stinks! We were really looking forward to it. So we decided to jet back home last night. It was a very tiring drive back home, since it got dark. It's really spooky to drive around the crazy 35mph corners in banks. We finally made it, and ate mcdonalds and went to bed. I didn't take a lot of pictures like I always say I will. Here are a few that I took. Couple of them were taken at this reallly yummy restaurant in McCall called Lardo's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378398438188388642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SqPo4jC8ESI/AAAAAAAAAiY/eB-aAL_q6Ag/s200/DSCN0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SqPo4NvIGPI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Nw_In3bt3s4/s1600-h/DSCN0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378398432468146418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SqPo4NvIGPI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Nw_In3bt3s4/s200/DSCN0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378398423834254146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SqPo3tkpW0I/AAAAAAAAAiI/bD1TJyf0gEQ/s200/DSCN0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378398412989381570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SqPo3FLBu8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/Ygtbatjs13k/s200/DSCN0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SqPo2i_pVbI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Mb5HG3Vgflo/s1600-h/DSCN0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378398403814839730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SqPo2i_pVbI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Mb5HG3Vgflo/s200/DSCN0127.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/2307304071028556566-4441853383978805876?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4441853383978805876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/softball-tournament-in-donnelly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4441853383978805876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4441853383978805876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/softball-tournament-in-donnelly.html' title='Softball tournament in Donnelly...'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SqPo4jC8ESI/AAAAAAAAAiY/eB-aAL_q6Ag/s72-c/DSCN0131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-2667153581308731605</id><published>2009-09-01T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:29:20.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEPHEW KAZ!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My brother is in the Air force, and has been since I can't even remember, lets just say he will be retiring in the next few years, and he's probably 35yrs old. He's done very well for himself. He's gone probably to every country there is, vacationing and exploring. He deserves it. He is a hard worker, and has earned his right to have these joys that come with his career. I love him so much, and his wife Amy. I've always thought of my brother as a career minded person, I've always wanted them to have kids, and I've always asked them when it was going to happen, and so you can only imagine what I did when I found out. I lost my footing, and I wanted to collapse on the floor. I was soo darn excited for this.....here he is. Kaz Ronny Willis. Born 2 mos early on August 22nd @ 7:31 pm. 3lbs 10oz. Approx 18'' long, but in England I guess they don't measure length. Not sure why this is. Everyone is okay and doing fine. Baby kaz will be in NICU for about a month or so longer. He is breathing on his own, but he's still pretty small. Usually hospitals won't let them leave unless they've reach 5lbs or so. Not sure how it is over in london, but I would think it's probably similar. Both mommy and daddy get to go to the hospital every day and spend lots of time with their new son. I wish that they lived near me, although england sounds much more of a funner place to be so I would rather be over there I think. I'm trying to plan a visit over there before they leave in OCT 2011. So if I do get to go it would be in early 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376706821230411810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3mXezbwCI/AAAAAAAAAhw/o0rjCMqKs3M/s200/kaz+open+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376706307657465106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3l5lmGfRI/AAAAAAAAAho/UygBDFHRBtw/s200/kaz+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376704773738210962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3kgTTQJpI/AAAAAAAAAhg/CXkQHjDSPbo/s200/shawn+and+son.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3kfDdZ-LI/AAAAAAAAAhI/0fAeUAR-Vro/s1600-h/k+and+mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376704752305961138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3kfDdZ-LI/AAAAAAAAAhI/0fAeUAR-Vro/s200/k+and+mommy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3keq8ji8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/XwH8RZER-4I/s1600-h/amy+and+kaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376704745725725634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3keq8ji8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/XwH8RZER-4I/s200/amy+and+kaz.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/2307304071028556566-2667153581308731605?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/2667153581308731605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/nephew-kaz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2667153581308731605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2667153581308731605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/nephew-kaz.html' title='NEPHEW KAZ!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3mXezbwCI/AAAAAAAAAhw/o0rjCMqKs3M/s72-c/kaz+open+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3762669457688413050</id><published>2009-09-01T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:53:43.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and he fell asleep while snacking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can remember when growing up, I would always fall asleep at the dinner table. Theres even a picture of me falling asleep in my plate. It's so cute. Carson fell asleep in the highchair after I gave him a teething biscuit. I was trying to finish up some work outside. Cute little tired boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3PlOG_UEI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1n_H1yS4_fk/s1600-h/DSCN0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376681768499761218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3PlOG_UEI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1n_H1yS4_fk/s200/DSCN0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3PkgCHXQI/AAAAAAAAAgw/yVxjpzokhiA/s1600-h/DSCN0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376681756131286274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3PkgCHXQI/AAAAAAAAAgw/yVxjpzokhiA/s200/DSCN0118.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/2307304071028556566-3762669457688413050?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3762669457688413050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-he-fell-asleep-while-snacking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3762669457688413050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3762669457688413050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-he-fell-asleep-while-snacking.html' title='...and he fell asleep while snacking'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/Sp3PlOG_UEI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1n_H1yS4_fk/s72-c/DSCN0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-3316768927658517851</id><published>2009-08-31T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:16:50.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenemos 3 Dientes Ahora</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Means we have 3 teeth now in spanish. I just noticed the third one coming in at the top. This one took awhile to get here, but were happy that its finally coming in. Oh, also my brother shawn and his wife amy had their little baby about a week ago. They named him Kaz Ronny Willis. He is handsome. They live in London, so I won't be able to hop right over and visit them. Kaz was born 2 months early so he was a tiny 3lb little boy. Lots of dark hair. Today in the mail, kaz sent his cousin carson a stuffed animal as a Thank You for letting him borrow some of his newborn clothes. I told carson that this was a very special stuffed animal cause it came all the way from England. He gets so excited over everything. More updates later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-3316768927658517851?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/3316768927658517851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/tenemos-3-dientes-ahora.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3316768927658517851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/3316768927658517851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/tenemos-3-dientes-ahora.html' title='Tenemos 3 Dientes Ahora'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4462897756265058104</id><published>2009-08-28T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:40:14.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't help myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday on the way to walmart, I knew that carson would fall asleep in the car, cause he hadn't take any naps, and so he was pretty zonked out when we got there. Usually when I open the door he will wake up pretty quickly and this time he didn't. This is soo funny to me, but as I was strapping him in the front of the shopping cart, I couldn't believe he was still asleep so you can imagine what this looks like. He didn't have a way to rest his head on anything, so his little head was just bobbing around everywhere this way and that way and back again. I was dying from laughing so hard. Poor little boy, he was soo tired too, but I just couldn't control myself. It probably lasted for a good 2minutes or so too. I suppose I could have left him in the carseat, thats what nice mommies would have done I guess, I didn't think of it at the time. Owell it just gave me another funny memory to remember and to share with him when he gets older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-4462897756265058104?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4462897756265058104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-couldnt-help-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4462897756265058104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4462897756265058104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-couldnt-help-myself.html' title='I couldn&apos;t help myself'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-2845387649226178462</id><published>2009-08-28T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:32:13.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally were getting somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not that he wasn't doing an excellent job before, but now carson is crawling around making it look easy. BUT, sometimes he gets truckin along so fast that he ends up flopping back down to his tummy and realizes "Oh, wait...I forgot I could crawl this way too", and so he proceeds doing the army crawl. Owell! At least he is finally doing it the right way too. I'm so proud of him. He's also doing a good job moving around the furniture. He's putting those big legs to good use. Maybe he will start walking soon. How nice that would be if he was walking a little by his first birthday. What a surprise that would be to everyone. Keep your fingers crossed for us!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-2845387649226178462?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/2845387649226178462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-were-getting-somewhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2845387649226178462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/2845387649226178462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-were-getting-somewhere.html' title='Finally were getting somewhere'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-8954915480786609397</id><published>2009-08-26T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:34:55.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with the chairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now that Carson pulls himself up on everything, he WANTS to be on EVERYTHING!! He always wants to stand where I'm sitting, so this morning, when I was checking my emails and stuff, here he comes, making his way over to where I'm at. So I just had to take a few pictures, cause obviously the chair was too tall for him to stand up against, so he looked really funny holding on to it so tightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374326832483565602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpVxx50IgCI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3_DgzTEklQ4/s200/DSCN0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpVxguI8eNI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Z-n7iAkRwkw/s1600-h/DSCN0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374326537291856082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpVxguI8eNI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Z-n7iAkRwkw/s200/DSCN0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpVxfalKdCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/EQrxTqFPu-I/s1600-h/DSCN0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374326514861634594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpVxfalKdCI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/EQrxTqFPu-I/s200/DSCN0098.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/2307304071028556566-8954915480786609397?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/8954915480786609397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-with-chairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8954915480786609397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/8954915480786609397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-with-chairs.html' title='Playing with the chairs'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpVxx50IgCI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3_DgzTEklQ4/s72-c/DSCN0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4241074877465720011</id><published>2009-08-23T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:42:40.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise visit from GMA DOT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the best surprises I get from time to time is when Carson's GMA DOT calls and says she is in town. We don't get to see her as much as we'd like so anytime she's here, I can't help but want to steal all of her time. I took some pictures of her and carson together outside, and then some of him and GPA Wally, they turned out cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpIiEu5PylI/AAAAAAAAAgI/G8k_HVFN5nk/s1600-h/DSCN0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373394770109385298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpIiEu5PylI/AAAAAAAAAgI/G8k_HVFN5nk/s200/DSCN0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpIbr5dPc5I/AAAAAAAAAf4/6x4sS-9k8Fk/s1600-h/DSCN0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373387746378216338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpIbr5dPc5I/AAAAAAAAAf4/6x4sS-9k8Fk/s200/DSCN0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;telling gpa wally a story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373387722449025810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpIbqgUE-xI/AAAAAAAAAfo/T8Z8VCL2Ju4/s200/DSCN0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpIbqK8w1NI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1aReMo-8s-Q/s1600-h/DSCN0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373387716714091730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpIbqK8w1NI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1aReMo-8s-Q/s200/DSCN0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2307304071028556566-4241074877465720011?l=carsonbettis15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/feeds/4241074877465720011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/surprise-visit-from-gma-dot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4241074877465720011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2307304071028556566/posts/default/4241074877465720011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsonbettis15.blogspot.com/2009/08/surprise-visit-from-gma-dot.html' title='Surprise visit from GMA DOT!!!!'/><author><name>momma2carson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13504042995220472685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SdOaHvWPX-I/AAAAAAAAACI/mw2esulto_g/S220/1029081608b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/SpIiEu5PylI/AAAAAAAAAgI/G8k_HVFN5nk/s72-c/DSCN0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307304071028556566.post-4813572621501876148</id><published>2009-08-21T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:21:14.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New camera=new pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carson and I went to hang out with Grandpa Wally wednesday night. My dad took us to go buy me a birthday present. He wanted to get me a camera so I picked one out. I loove it of course. I've been playing around with it since and have taken a few pictures. My birthday isn't until the first of Sept but we decided to go down this week since he will be busy the upcoming weekends. The pictures below were just taken here at home the last few days. This morning when carson woke from his morning nap, his hair was all spiky, so I decided to leave it that way and get out the camera. He is such a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372513135926856146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/So8AO3oKSdI/AAAAAAAAAfY/csHrKBK5Wxw/s200/DSCN0040%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/So8AOVOlfzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bqA-I70GbJA/s1600-h/DSCN0033%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372513126692781874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/So8AOVOlfzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bqA-I70GbJA/s200/DSCN0033%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84wsf9NYiVk/So8AN1tiZ4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/0G0PK0NVtHs/s1600-h/DSCN0030%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372513118232668034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; 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