<?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-4743607897850519472</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:40:56.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with the Fields</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4981529561795344533</id><published>2011-07-07T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T15:13:03.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton Starts Walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Easton started walking this past January.... Here is some video footage of his first steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c3f9a181ad27e46b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc3f9a181ad27e46b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330172232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CFE2CC64B74E664EE3D3D69116D9717E43A155F.68CD9E69135D350017842CC635EF4CDA4E78A324%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3f9a181ad27e46b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrbK7lD-IDtSiZXZf54M8Q6hI7mU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc3f9a181ad27e46b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330172232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CFE2CC64B74E664EE3D3D69116D9717E43A155F.68CD9E69135D350017842CC635EF4CDA4E78A324%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3f9a181ad27e46b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrbK7lD-IDtSiZXZf54M8Q6hI7mU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-4981529561795344533?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4981529561795344533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4981529561795344533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4981529561795344533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4981529561795344533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2011/07/easton-starts-walking.html' title='Easton Starts Walking'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6145733893042948775</id><published>2011-07-07T09:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:58:01.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>I know it has been so long since I have posted. I am determined to catch up on my blog and start updating more regularly. So with that said, be prepared for more posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve 2009 started off with a visit to Chris's Grandparents house in McKinney. We went there for a late lunch and spent some time with Jean and Pop's, Aunt Melody and Uncle Bill, Uncle Kelly and Aunt Pauline and Connor, and J and Nae (Chris's mom and dad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we went to Prestonwood Baptist Church for their candlelight service. Easton went to the nursery which he usually always enjoys. He loves playing with new toys and the other kids. Usually the only time he cries is when another kid is crying. I guess it scares him like something is wrong and he should cry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church we went to our good friends the Horns house. We have had this tradition for many years. They are like family to us. Amber Horn and I went to highschool together and our mom's are now best of friends. This year was extra fun because Santa came to visit their house and bring all the kids a special early Christmas present. Here are some photos from the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626629793718932450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Bg1pPpCGaA/ThXN_Hk_E-I/AAAAAAAAAtg/YlZ1_jmNWY0/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;Me, Easton, Amber, Haley, Shelby and Gigi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626629782299121794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QzemnRl6m6s/ThXN-dCSmII/AAAAAAAAAtY/hIJtWnCuwCk/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;Same group but also with Natalie and Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWFIQXceFVU/ThXN9hNIsEI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/fllkdX4zGaY/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626629766238482498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWFIQXceFVU/ThXN9hNIsEI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/fllkdX4zGaY/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVsPomVGfRg/ThXNuWY8ctI/AAAAAAAAAtI/b8PqGbSmFEw/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626629505637184210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVsPomVGfRg/ThXNuWY8ctI/AAAAAAAAAtI/b8PqGbSmFEw/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easton meeting Santa, he wasn't afraid at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5BnIqobJX4/ThXNtiB_RnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/FMBl9HYHUxE/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626629491582256754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5BnIqobJX4/ThXNtiB_RnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/FMBl9HYHUxE/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9uiAA1hU_Bo/ThXNtcHdOGI/AAAAAAAAAs4/wboGyVJiarw/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626629489994578018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9uiAA1hU_Bo/ThXNtcHdOGI/AAAAAAAAAs4/wboGyVJiarw/s400/068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFDzvFCBsNw/ThXNs7KFrmI/AAAAAAAAAsw/cm6ovH63DmM/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626629481147248226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFDzvFCBsNw/ThXNs7KFrmI/AAAAAAAAAsw/cm6ovH63DmM/s400/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family with Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkaUKJgFM3E/ThXNsfO8GGI/AAAAAAAAAso/WKxuJ377tHs/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626629473651398754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkaUKJgFM3E/ThXNsfO8GGI/AAAAAAAAAso/WKxuJ377tHs/s400/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WwUQk8qgz78/ThXMHByu-WI/AAAAAAAAAsg/D-93Gcn2dAY/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626627730581682530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WwUQk8qgz78/ThXMHByu-WI/AAAAAAAAAsg/D-93Gcn2dAY/s400/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7WXev8UGqI/ThXMGrI-D5I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JbDE3ebQS3o/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626627724500930450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7WXev8UGqI/ThXMGrI-D5I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JbDE3ebQS3o/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easton opening his present from Santa... a fun animal puzzle that makes animal sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIgNmSJDyOM/ThXMGQbkLsI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/sZcmIb5-cKs/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626627717331168962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIgNmSJDyOM/ThXMGQbkLsI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/sZcmIb5-cKs/s400/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2v07dTylbU/ThXMFhaS8UI/AAAAAAAAAsI/yBTWfGnlXgk/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626627704709378370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2v07dTylbU/ThXMFhaS8UI/AAAAAAAAAsI/yBTWfGnlXgk/s400/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iAj5Fds2vs/ThXMFcCzEWI/AAAAAAAAAsA/EvZOod9_SsU/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626627703268643170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iAj5Fds2vs/ThXMFcCzEWI/AAAAAAAAAsA/EvZOod9_SsU/s400/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the girls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas 2010 was a great Christmas. Santa was very good to Easton. You know you have been a good boy when you get 3 wagons! My parents got him one and Chris's parents ended up getting him one for our house and one for their house. I don't think we will need to buy anymore wagons. He also got a ball pit, a power wheels 4 wheeler, a cozi coupe, another push car, a tool bench, and several other toys. This kid isn't spoiled at all!!! Here are some pictures from Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626624153798005154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_RDUmHX8cE/ThXI21PDUaI/AAAAAAAAAr4/O6xESEFs04g/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626624144816019922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YrCQFqnHN00/ThXI2TxlGdI/AAAAAAAAArw/JNxuLyCavd8/s400/030.JPG" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VAgvOUH9P5g/ThXI1uXvV2I/AAAAAAAAArg/h0JmbFUnAS8/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626624134775527266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VAgvOUH9P5g/ThXI1uXvV2I/AAAAAAAAArg/h0JmbFUnAS8/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5UCa_sHF-h8/ThXI1Y9k14I/AAAAAAAAArY/_br_bU1hv-M/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626624129028642690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5UCa_sHF-h8/ThXI1Y9k14I/AAAAAAAAArY/_br_bU1hv-M/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626623651483996706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATIahZ3a7YQ/ThXIZl-D0iI/AAAAAAAAArQ/wAi_pZPtimE/s400/009.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-6145733893042948775?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6145733893042948775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6145733893042948775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6145733893042948775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6145733893042948775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2011/07/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Bg1pPpCGaA/ThXN_Hk_E-I/AAAAAAAAAtg/YlZ1_jmNWY0/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6348409165631354851</id><published>2011-01-14T14:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T15:49:45.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton's First Birthday</title><content type='html'>I know I am way behind on blogging, but I am going to try and catch up! So here it goes...Easton's 1st Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton had 2 parties for his birthday.  Chris and I threw him one at our neighborhood clubhouse and my mom and dad gave him a family party at their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I decided to have his party on Saturday, October 30 from 2-4. We had a Halloween themed party since it was the day before Halloween.  We thought the kids might enjoy having another chance to wear their costumes.  I thought the party turned out really well.  We had a lot of great friends come and Easton had a blast.  They say that the first bday is for the parents...well I have to disagree....Easton loved every minute.  He loved getting to play with all his friends.  He wrestled and played with the big pumpkin balls and enjoyed all the attention.  He was in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the big day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_3vpEngI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Uu3auuS6bKc/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562156504205008386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_3vpEngI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Uu3auuS6bKc/s400/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_363BX2I/AAAAAAAAAqA/vcUpqQbusRk/s1600/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562156507216306018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_363BX2I/AAAAAAAAAqA/vcUpqQbusRk/s400/112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_3PfyU5I/AAAAAAAAApw/nu_76ZRG3nA/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562156495576126354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_3PfyU5I/AAAAAAAAApw/nu_76ZRG3nA/s400/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_27pp_gI/AAAAAAAAApo/BsMkUGT2S3w/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562156490248814082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_27pp_gI/AAAAAAAAApo/BsMkUGT2S3w/s400/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton and Campbell wrestling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_2oZNxbI/AAAAAAAAApg/2sg5y7vj13s/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562156485079582130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_2oZNxbI/AAAAAAAAApg/2sg5y7vj13s/s400/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_WLYviyI/AAAAAAAAApY/VMe0frXCCQg/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155927537158946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_WLYviyI/AAAAAAAAApY/VMe0frXCCQg/s400/152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_V2GJQoI/AAAAAAAAApQ/I99dD77P2-M/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155921822007938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_V2GJQoI/AAAAAAAAApQ/I99dD77P2-M/s400/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_VmiMKNI/AAAAAAAAApI/aJ5A_ZyTEF0/s1600/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155917644671186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_VmiMKNI/AAAAAAAAApI/aJ5A_ZyTEF0/s400/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton didn't want to take the time to take pictures...he was having too much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_VM-L14I/AAAAAAAAApA/P0vukddVdJ8/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155910782769026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_VM-L14I/AAAAAAAAApA/P0vukddVdJ8/s400/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_VM01yyI/AAAAAAAAAo4/A3nSsJcyYlM/s1600/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155910743575330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_VM01yyI/AAAAAAAAAo4/A3nSsJcyYlM/s400/158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-9MkfznI/AAAAAAAAAow/JpPmL8DkbV4/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155498358165106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-9MkfznI/AAAAAAAAAow/JpPmL8DkbV4/s400/119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-8x-LD8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/WCs9CkaR8PA/s1600/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155491218100162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-8x-LD8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/WCs9CkaR8PA/s400/142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-8cy2k9I/AAAAAAAAAog/qcKaLmuY-R0/s1600/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155485533475794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-8cy2k9I/AAAAAAAAAog/qcKaLmuY-R0/s400/147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-8NqPdhI/AAAAAAAAAoY/GkCeu6nn53I/s1600/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155481470826002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-8NqPdhI/AAAAAAAAAoY/GkCeu6nn53I/s400/148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-kN6nYdI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/p3R9pWYxzuo/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155069222642130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-kN6nYdI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/p3R9pWYxzuo/s400/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-kBKa6tI/AAAAAAAAAoI/lWKPW5Lq8_c/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155065799273170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-kBKa6tI/AAAAAAAAAoI/lWKPW5Lq8_c/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-jtsH5KI/AAAAAAAAAoA/spfYoKZZFRA/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155060571923618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-jtsH5KI/AAAAAAAAAoA/spfYoKZZFRA/s400/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-jtE-2PI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KYbOGqtFzn0/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155060407752946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-jtE-2PI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KYbOGqtFzn0/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-jSTJeGI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IaBso8sI_yA/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562155053219412066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC-jSTJeGI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IaBso8sI_yA/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9MSMUh8I/AAAAAAAAAno/VwQss56_sHs/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153558542157762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9MSMUh8I/AAAAAAAAAno/VwQss56_sHs/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9MBJa3YI/AAAAAAAAAng/bC0LKiEvopI/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153553966587266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9MBJa3YI/AAAAAAAAAng/bC0LKiEvopI/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9L4Q7L3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/VQZUtvmiZVA/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153551582146418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9L4Q7L3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/VQZUtvmiZVA/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9LlHDnkI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/xO5BbXEMR6g/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153546440482370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9LlHDnkI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/xO5BbXEMR6g/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9LcT9pyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZQLA_lGl4uI/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153544078698274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC9LcT9pyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZQLA_lGl4uI/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8u-2h3hI/AAAAAAAAAnA/04jdkGhXS-w/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153055134277138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8u-2h3hI/AAAAAAAAAnA/04jdkGhXS-w/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8urwF4ZI/AAAAAAAAAm4/lgGXtEBccPc/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153050007003538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8urwF4ZI/AAAAAAAAAm4/lgGXtEBccPc/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8uaamWjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/3YPiRqEHA5c/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153045353454130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8uaamWjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/3YPiRqEHA5c/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8ttLwQeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/x4R7rn0mNbY/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 265px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153033211593186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8ttLwQeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/x4R7rn0mNbY/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next weekend we had Easton's family party at my parents house.  We did a Curious George party.  He had a blast here too...he always loves going over to my parent's house.  He LOVES his Cha Cha and Pip and his Aunt Amanda and Uncle Nathan.  My God Parents came too. He is very loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8UrPZ0rI/AAAAAAAAAmg/L6cMKU_FuCs/s1600/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562152603193299634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC8UrPZ0rI/AAAAAAAAAmg/L6cMKU_FuCs/s400/163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC769G_GOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/x961_j0iFXM/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562152161313233122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC769G_GOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/x961_j0iFXM/s400/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC76vfl9NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YIHnHliKDtI/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562152157658346706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC76vfl9NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YIHnHliKDtI/s400/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC76bXbt2I/AAAAAAAAAl4/A0_rP4TUE7Y/s1600/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562152152255412066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC76bXbt2I/AAAAAAAAAl4/A0_rP4TUE7Y/s400/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC7d_s7smI/AAAAAAAAAlo/caqbYlnQdNM/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562151663793058402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC7d_s7smI/AAAAAAAAAlo/caqbYlnQdNM/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC7dr94YdI/AAAAAAAAAlg/4jg7UjeqmE4/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562151658495435218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC7dr94YdI/AAAAAAAAAlg/4jg7UjeqmE4/s400/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC7dbxEjnI/AAAAAAAAAlY/UkSx4AeIrT8/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562151654146739826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC7dbxEjnI/AAAAAAAAAlY/UkSx4AeIrT8/s400/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC7dP1ifTI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Oy-S3U7aAbo/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562151650944253234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC7dP1ifTI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Oy-S3U7aAbo/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC60G0RUpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hRlI0sNQY8k/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562150944148378258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC60G0RUpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hRlI0sNQY8k/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC60PsiiRI/AAAAAAAAAlA/K06b_AqpRhY/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562150946531870994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC60PsiiRI/AAAAAAAAAlA/K06b_AqpRhY/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC6z4ybQfI/AAAAAAAAAk4/XIiMhef9JqA/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562150940382544370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC6z4ybQfI/AAAAAAAAAk4/XIiMhef9JqA/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC6zqJ5N2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/8HscTisgjRg/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562150936454444898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC6zqJ5N2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/8HscTisgjRg/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC6zeF_TII/AAAAAAAAAko/PgwX_2PVs0M/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562150933216840834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC6zeF_TII/AAAAAAAAAko/PgwX_2PVs0M/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC769r0N1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jHRw-hsMHf8/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562152161467709266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC769r0N1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jHRw-hsMHf8/s400/159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was done! All partied out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-6348409165631354851?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6348409165631354851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6348409165631354851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6348409165631354851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6348409165631354851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2011/01/eastons-first-birthday.html' title='Easton&apos;s First Birthday'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TTC_3vpEngI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Uu3auuS6bKc/s72-c/110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5599725160766480255</id><published>2010-09-20T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T16:21:52.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Crazy Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfPaIQCL9I/AAAAAAAAAkc/MWzZENY-TvQ/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519107916164116434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfPaIQCL9I/AAAAAAAAAkc/MWzZENY-TvQ/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfPY1WYmaI/AAAAAAAAAkM/JOtJisD1Vzw/s1600/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519107893910608290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfPY1WYmaI/AAAAAAAAAkM/JOtJisD1Vzw/s400/155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfNWuO8W4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/Gkg6fsQxx4M/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519105658617355138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfNWuO8W4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/Gkg6fsQxx4M/s400/146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfNWIh4DII/AAAAAAAAAj8/wggvBTKL3FM/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519105648496217218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfNWIh4DII/AAAAAAAAAj8/wggvBTKL3FM/s400/131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfNVV2asOI/AAAAAAAAAj0/p3gRAnEs7to/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519105634892165346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfNVV2asOI/AAAAAAAAAj0/p3gRAnEs7to/s400/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfNUmQgo_I/AAAAAAAAAjs/74Snp3vbbvE/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519105622116705266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfNUmQgo_I/AAAAAAAAAjs/74Snp3vbbvE/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it is already September. I also can't believe how bad I have been on updating this blog. I was really hoping to do a better job of keeping up with all the latest developments on Easton. But lets just face it...I didn't plan on all the extra "stuff" in our lives. Chris and I didn't plan on moving this soon, but we both new that we would need a bigger house if we wanted anymore kiddos. So we always kept an eye on the market waiting for that deal to pop up that we couldn't refuse. Well that happened back in June. We found a house that was a great deal and we jumped on it. The catch was that we had to close in 2 weeks so the seller could get her new house. Fortunately we have a great mortgage guy that did the impossible for us and we made the deadline. We closed on our new house on June 15th. Although the house was a great deal, it also needed a lot of repairs. So this summer we have been soooo busy with repairing the new house so we could move in and trying to sell the old house. So basically, that is why I have been MIA. We are starting to see the end in sight though. We close on our old house on September 30th and will officially be living at our new house on October 2nd. I have to say though that Easton has been such a trouper through all this. I am so thankful that God blessed us with such a happy easy going little guy. He truly goes with the flow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now onto Easton...he is almost 11 months old now! I can't believe it! He is getting so big. He is pulling up and walking with support that I know any day now he is going to be fully mobile. We will definitely be baby proofing the new house right away. He is starting to get quite a sense of humor too. He loves going bababa BAAAAA!!!! and then starts cracking up. He loves people and does not meet a stranger. When we are out in public he yells at people to get their attention. And he usually does! He also loves baths and cries when they are over. He could splash all day. He is still a great eater and will eat pretty much whatever you give him. He sleeps great at night and naps here and there during the day but doesn't really stick to a schedule. but that works for me since this summer has not been very structured at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has 6 teeth now...4 on top, 2 on bottom. He loves eating cheerios like a little chipmunk. We are starting MOPS this fall. Last week was our first week and he did great. I think he did better at this nursery than our church nursery. There seemed to be fewer kids and he probably got more one on one attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I better go...lots of packing to do but just wanted to give you all a quick update. I will post again once we get settled in our new house. Until then, I apologize to all my friends out there that I haven't been keeping up with everyone very well. I promise to make up for lost time soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a great summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am posting some recent photos as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-5599725160766480255?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5599725160766480255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5599725160766480255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5599725160766480255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5599725160766480255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-crazy-summer.html' title='One Crazy Summer!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TJfPaIQCL9I/AAAAAAAAAkc/MWzZENY-TvQ/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6959660472082893229</id><published>2010-06-29T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:51:37.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8 months ...I can't believe it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED-bC1l8XI/AAAAAAAAAjU/bW20QZQTUE0/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494671285963583858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED-bC1l8XI/AAAAAAAAAjU/bW20QZQTUE0/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED123eNfwI/AAAAAAAAAjE/IguPhyruST4/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494661868344409858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED123eNfwI/AAAAAAAAAjE/IguPhyruST4/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED12BaRNPI/AAAAAAAAAi0/siCd7iRv9zc/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494661853832361202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED12BaRNPI/AAAAAAAAAi0/siCd7iRv9zc/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED11xenjqI/AAAAAAAAAis/yRpQLiENv7w/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494661849555635874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED11xenjqI/AAAAAAAAAis/yRpQLiENv7w/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED11Y6rIyI/AAAAAAAAAik/vuJSj2N-skc/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494661842962424610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED11Y6rIyI/AAAAAAAAAik/vuJSj2N-skc/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past 8 months have literally flown by! I can't believe my litte E is already 8 months old. He is getting so big. He is definitely not a little baby anymore. He is on the go and learning something new everyday. I have to say, even though I loved the little baby stage, I am having so much fun with him right now. He is crawling great now. He loves to be free and when you plop him on the ground you can see the excitement in his eyes as he looks around for things to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also pulling up to a standing position and even reaches up and hangs from things. He has no fear which keeps me on my toes! I can't take my eyes off of him for a second. He is all boy and a little bump or face plant while crawling doesn't even phase him. He doesn't have time to be hurt. Ha! ALL BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also loving trying all the new foods. He is becoming a good eater. He has had green beans, peas, asparagus, butternut squash, carrots, bananas, watermelon and cantelope. He loves his puffs too. He likes to pick them up and let them melt in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has also gone to 2 gymboree classes with his friend Campbell. The funniest thing was having the teacher tell me she has never seen a kid like him...and ask me, "does he ever sit still?". Easton also loved the bubbles and parachute. Everytime we would lower the parachute, you could see Easton's head moving around underneath. All the other babies would stay laying down on their back watching it. Not Easton, he had to crawl around underneath. He makes me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far he still lets anyone hold him. I am still waiting for the stanger anxiety phase to kick in. He loves all people and doesn't meet a stranger. We go see my grandmother at the nursing home and he gets so much attention from all the residents. He truly makes their day. It is so neat to see them all oooh and aahh over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post some updated photos soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-6959660472082893229?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6959660472082893229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6959660472082893229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6959660472082893229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6959660472082893229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/06/8-months-i-cant-believe-it.html' title='8 months ...I can&apos;t believe it!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TED-bC1l8XI/AAAAAAAAAjU/bW20QZQTUE0/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5462171381646882735</id><published>2010-06-11T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T18:52:57.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Busy!</title><content type='html'>Things have been BUSY around here!  I have a lot to catch up on so look for lots of updates coming soon.   Here are some pictures in the mean time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpJbU_oZI/AAAAAAAAAic/kRMtG3tsfnk/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481559307138867602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpJbU_oZI/AAAAAAAAAic/kRMtG3tsfnk/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpIpxikWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6ufD3Uxi5SA/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481559293836824930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpIpxikWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6ufD3Uxi5SA/s400/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpIQ9tQ6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/ponbcjrGfRA/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481559287176971170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpIQ9tQ6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/ponbcjrGfRA/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpH-vhIrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/CfJIegkxk6I/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481559282285617842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpH-vhIrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/CfJIegkxk6I/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpHV0XgkI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_V81Qf9T4OQ/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481559271300104770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpHV0XgkI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_V81Qf9T4OQ/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-5462171381646882735?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5462171381646882735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5462171381646882735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5462171381646882735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5462171381646882735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/06/crazy-busy.html' title='Crazy Busy!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/TBJpJbU_oZI/AAAAAAAAAic/kRMtG3tsfnk/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-8297790468307443969</id><published>2010-05-02T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:07:24.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We don't like Green Beans!</title><content type='html'>So now that Easton is 6 months we are starting on solids.  We gave him green beans today for the first time.  Lets just say he wasn't a big fan.  It definitely gave us our laughs though.  Here is his first taste of real food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning!!! This video is not for those with weak stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d58b43b8e231d50" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d58b43b8e231d50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330172232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22F453272179D99129B2D60B20D1D9B50AEC8B28.6A39C87005A796D46557139A666B8BB46BCB744D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d58b43b8e231d50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgPz7N1pKtJY6ioXxxPDQ-67z_7k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d58b43b8e231d50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330172232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22F453272179D99129B2D60B20D1D9B50AEC8B28.6A39C87005A796D46557139A666B8BB46BCB744D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d58b43b8e231d50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgPz7N1pKtJY6ioXxxPDQ-67z_7k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-8297790468307443969?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/8297790468307443969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=8297790468307443969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8297790468307443969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8297790468307443969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-dont-like-green-beans.html' title='We don&apos;t like Green Beans!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4110250746149854122</id><published>2010-05-02T04:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T08:13:13.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate with Campbell and other Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; with his good friend Campbell. They were born one day apart. They are getting to the point where they really enjoy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. They laugh at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; and reach and grab &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each others&lt;/span&gt; noses, ears, eyes, etc. They are so cute together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S911EcMJLyI/AAAAAAAAAhs/QV26b1dJwOY/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466654241844703010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S911EcMJLyI/AAAAAAAAAhs/QV26b1dJwOY/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S911D4lxDvI/AAAAAAAAAhk/l6lbzEovYFc/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466654232288497394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S911D4lxDvI/AAAAAAAAAhk/l6lbzEovYFc/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture from the first time they met.  They were about 6 weeks old.  Haven't they changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S915Jqtq-bI/AAAAAAAAAh0/1_40KbgsoZI/s1600/DSC_1474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466658729689282994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S915Jqtq-bI/AAAAAAAAAh0/1_40KbgsoZI/s400/DSC_1474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here are just a few pictures of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt;.  He is getting so big I can't believe he is already 6 months old! He is getting to such a fun stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OGPeSMtI/AAAAAAAAAhc/NSyvzmtHp3o/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466611391837385426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OGPeSMtI/AAAAAAAAAhc/NSyvzmtHp3o/s400/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OFzgPUHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/zkaXlU-kkow/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466611384329392242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OFzgPUHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/zkaXlU-kkow/s400/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OFQkV98I/AAAAAAAAAhM/YTB8r-hDSDw/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466611374951364546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OFQkV98I/AAAAAAAAAhM/YTB8r-hDSDw/s400/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OE37KXiI/AAAAAAAAAhE/nNRu0dZXfNQ/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466611368336186914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OE37KXiI/AAAAAAAAAhE/nNRu0dZXfNQ/s400/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OEZjwFqI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HbfbaKx-kYE/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466611360184932002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S91OEZjwFqI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HbfbaKx-kYE/s400/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-4110250746149854122?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4110250746149854122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4110250746149854122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4110250746149854122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4110250746149854122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/05/playdate-with-campbell-and-other-pics.html' title='Playdate with Campbell and other Pics'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S911EcMJLyI/AAAAAAAAAhs/QV26b1dJwOY/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-1288163555426261557</id><published>2010-04-22T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T17:48:12.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haley and Easton - Mr. Sensitivity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video is from the beginning of March...I meant to post it much earlier but that was about the time our old computer crashed.  Anyway, this video cracks me up.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; can be in the best mood but if he hears another baby cry, he gets really upset.  I think he is extra sensitive and doesn't like anyone to be upset.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b849a3c5e1e42e30" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db849a3c5e1e42e30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330172232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75095F40F8A0C2F2CCDE59505C3B970D7B755193.8C8CE57DA84D1C9FA56A42EF78F5A82F86CC2F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db849a3c5e1e42e30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDxQa2ffgpLKrvgng9fCrWZDyY94&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db849a3c5e1e42e30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330172232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75095F40F8A0C2F2CCDE59505C3B970D7B755193.8C8CE57DA84D1C9FA56A42EF78F5A82F86CC2F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db849a3c5e1e42e30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDxQa2ffgpLKrvgng9fCrWZDyY94&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-1288163555426261557?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/1288163555426261557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=1288163555426261557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1288163555426261557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1288163555426261557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/04/haley-and-easton-mr-sensitivity.html' title='Haley and Easton - Mr. Sensitivity'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-2479626935031337513</id><published>2010-04-21T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:01:11.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton Vs. High Chair</title><content type='html'>Easton thinks it is so funny when I try to put the tray on the highchair.  He likes to make it difficult.  He is such a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be92f7017360532" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0be92f7017360532%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330172232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61283A2797B68A84EC7C15BFF801866A80EA1C29.390458F06325407478262B822B66AC5C15173EB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe92f7017360532%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdTSav5pNBL6GF4VVru2m6iVXc_A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0be92f7017360532%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330172232%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61283A2797B68A84EC7C15BFF801866A80EA1C29.390458F06325407478262B822B66AC5C15173EB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe92f7017360532%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdTSav5pNBL6GF4VVru2m6iVXc_A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-2479626935031337513?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/2479626935031337513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=2479626935031337513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/2479626935031337513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/2479626935031337513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/04/easton-vs-high-chair.html' title='Easton Vs. High Chair'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-7862622313608412788</id><published>2010-04-20T14:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:59:19.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton's first Easter</title><content type='html'>I know this post is a little late. I have a lot of catching up to do on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton's first Easter started out on Saturday night. We decided to go to church for the Saturday night service so that we would all have time on Sunday to cook for our Easter meal over at my parent's house. The Easter service was the first time I took Easton to the nursery. He did great. So far he hasn't had any problem going to strangers. I know it is still early for separation anxiety to hit, but at this point he loves everyone. When we picked him up he was playing in an excersaucer looking up at one of the ladies helping and was just smiling. I guess he had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of Saturday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84GtValOxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g8haiP4aerI/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462310773959506706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84GtValOxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g8haiP4aerI/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton and Me before Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84GtCOSt8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/YRFJsZaE2cM/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462310768807688130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84GtCOSt8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/YRFJsZaE2cM/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84GspkkT4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/AKu6-ecXBZ0/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462310762190229378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84GspkkT4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/AKu6-ecXBZ0/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents with Easton before the service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris opted out of pictures...his allergies were killing him and he just wasn't in a picture taking mood since he couldn't stop sneezing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we got up and went to my parents for our big annual egg hunt and lunch. It is one of my favorite family traditions. I know we probably look ridiculous, but we have so much fun! Of course we do this inside so we don't embarrass ourselves. This year was neat because we had my parent's new house to search in...which meant new places to hide. Yes, I am such a kid! Easton was a trooper and let us have one more adult Easter as I know next year we will be way more into watching him hunt for eggs. He napped during our hunt and was such a great boy and in such a good mood that day. Here are some pictures of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84FHtiOysI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3ThDSC8icoM/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462309028087384770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84FHtiOysI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3ThDSC8icoM/s400/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton with his Pip and ChaCha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84FHBLza4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/7mI_bvOz3R0/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462309016182156162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84FHBLza4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/7mI_bvOz3R0/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fields family picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84FG1SZsgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/CYWGwuWSopM/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462309012988604930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84FG1SZsgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/CYWGwuWSopM/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easton sitting on his Aunt Amanda's lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84FGeGg4pI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qrHXEnssII4/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462309006764728978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84FGeGg4pI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qrHXEnssII4/s400/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton with his ChaCha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84DQ_4uyRI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tfAglEU87Jk/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462306988609161490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84DQ_4uyRI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tfAglEU87Jk/s400/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton was checking out the pool. I can't wait to take him swimming this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother, Nathan loves old cars. Here are some pictures in Nathan's Chevy Impala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84BXrhberI/AAAAAAAAAfE/OEO_RyjKYls/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462304904378546866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84BXrhberI/AAAAAAAAAfE/OEO_RyjKYls/s400/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84BXCqBA5I/AAAAAAAAAe8/gg-s_ZTfnac/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462304893408707474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84BXCqBA5I/AAAAAAAAAe8/gg-s_ZTfnac/s400/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ask me why...we just thought it was funny. I know it is random that my brother had a little sombrero in his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84BW0pxfwI/AAAAAAAAAe0/7q6pQhNajEc/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462304889649594114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84BW0pxfwI/AAAAAAAAAe0/7q6pQhNajEc/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easton got a lot of fun gifts for Easter. We gave him some books and toys. He also got 2 new outfits from Janie and Jack from my mom. And A. Amanda and U. Nathan got him a cute little bunny and a shirt. He also got a fun toy from his Great A. Melody and U. Bill. along with a little sleeper with a bunny tail on the little behind. His other grandparents J and Nae gave him some money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below are some pictures of him opening up his gift from Pip and Cha Cha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S83_yGkDk4I/AAAAAAAAAek/B9aRtLnvExQ/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462303159290663810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S83_yGkDk4I/AAAAAAAAAek/B9aRtLnvExQ/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S83_VqBgK9I/AAAAAAAAAec/BwvnO3gLCUk/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462302670593207250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S83_VqBgK9I/AAAAAAAAAec/BwvnO3gLCUk/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great Easter and it was extra special this year having Easton here to celebrate. I love that little boy so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-7862622313608412788?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/7862622313608412788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=7862622313608412788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7862622313608412788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7862622313608412788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/04/eastons-first-easter.html' title='Easton&apos;s first Easter'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S84GtValOxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g8haiP4aerI/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-3529787642912849229</id><published>2010-03-17T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:01:02.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Grandma</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from our visit with my grandma last week.  Since she has Alzheimer's I try to get out there once a week and take advantage of the time I have left with her knowing who I am.  She absolutely loves seeing Easton and I know it totally makes her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S6FniWqc8II/AAAAAAAAAeE/D5QO6QuvG4o/s1600-h/New+photos+1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449750863991861378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S6FniWqc8II/AAAAAAAAAeE/D5QO6QuvG4o/s400/New+photos+1210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S6Fqs-6FG7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/9-YrjlxO8_0/s1600-h/New+photos+1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449754345128401842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S6Fqs-6FG7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/9-YrjlxO8_0/s400/New+photos+1223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S6Flg0FwBgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hawwfpilxmQ/s1600-h/New+photos+1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449748638507992578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S6Flg0FwBgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hawwfpilxmQ/s400/New+photos+1209.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/4743607897850519472-3529787642912849229?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/3529787642912849229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=3529787642912849229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3529787642912849229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3529787642912849229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/03/visiting-grandma.html' title='Visiting Grandma'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S6FniWqc8II/AAAAAAAAAeE/D5QO6QuvG4o/s72-c/New+photos+1210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-8343260933414232581</id><published>2010-03-16T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:36:15.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Computer Came!</title><content type='html'>Our new computer was delivered today.  Once we get everything set up I will be doing some major updating...stay tuned....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-8343260933414232581?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/8343260933414232581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=8343260933414232581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8343260933414232581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8343260933414232581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-new-computer-came.html' title='Our New Computer Came!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4285996036141199924</id><published>2010-03-12T05:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T05:43:06.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton's 4 month update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; had his 4 month checkup on March 1st. He did really well except for his shots.  Poor little guy cried so hard.  It broke my heart.  That night you could tell he didn't feel very well.  I gave him some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; but he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; wanted to be cuddled.   I always love finding out how much he has grown.  Here are his 4 month stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight - 15.5 lbs - 60%&lt;br /&gt;Length - 26 1/4 inches - 90%&lt;br /&gt;Head - 161/2 inches - 45%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically he is long and lean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; is so much fun right now.  He is rolling over like a champ.  He can literally log roll.  He LOVES his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt; and is so content just jumping around.  His favorite toy (other than his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt;) is a work bench my mom has over at her house.  You can hit the nails with a hammer or pull down a lever and it sings and lights up.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; also loves taking baths now.  He loves the sprayer on the kitchen sink.  He tries to grab the water and try to put it in his mouth.  Whenever he is fussy at night, I can give him a bath and it cheers him up.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; is also really starting to love on the dogs.  He likes to pet them and grab at their fur.  He also enjoys watching them play.  But if they start rough housing (where they playfully growl and bark at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;) he gets upset.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; he thinks they are fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; is also a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; sleeper.  He consistently sleeps through the night.  He goes to bed around 8:30 or 9:00 and wakes up at 6:00 or 7:00. He will also take a few naps during the day.  He loves sleeping on his belly now with his little bottom straight up in the air. I love watching him on the video monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; is a very happy easy going little guy.  I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; thankful for that. When our new computer comes in (it s expected at the end of the month) then I will update with pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-4285996036141199924?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4285996036141199924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4285996036141199924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4285996036141199924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4285996036141199924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/03/eastons-4-month-update.html' title='Easton&apos;s 4 month update'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-416548588666303657</id><published>2010-03-02T23:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:01:55.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Be back soon</title><content type='html'>Our Computer is down...lightening fried our hard drive and it is really hard to do posts right now.  We will be buying a new computer soon and I will play catch up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-416548588666303657?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/416548588666303657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=416548588666303657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/416548588666303657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/416548588666303657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-back-soon.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4950251545474762211</id><published>2010-02-16T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:13:43.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton Rolls Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-608910cc65c61586" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4950251545474762211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4950251545474762211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4950251545474762211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/02/easton-rolls-over.html' title='Easton Rolls Over'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4919686457526696949</id><published>2010-02-13T18:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:11:38.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy</title><content type='html'>This kid can now roll over from back to front and front to back. Both of which happened this week! Yeah for his first big milestone. He loves his new trick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S3c_h-C266I/AAAAAAAAAds/trueB8UtL90/s1600-h/DSC_0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437884927896382370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S3c_h-C266I/AAAAAAAAAds/trueB8UtL90/s400/DSC_0189.jpg" border="0" /&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/4743607897850519472-4919686457526696949?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4919686457526696949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4919686457526696949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4919686457526696949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4919686457526696949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-boy.html' title='Big Boy'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S3c_h-C266I/AAAAAAAAAds/trueB8UtL90/s72-c/DSC_0189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-575713625986094244</id><published>2010-02-12T03:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T03:44:56.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just love that Easton can laugh and smile now. It is so fun and it makes me feel good to feel so funny! HA! Here are some cute pictures from a few weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S3UhWPNHxSI/AAAAAAAAAdc/UuDddhwUlY0/s1600-h/DSC_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437288791042147618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S3UhWPNHxSI/AAAAAAAAAdc/UuDddhwUlY0/s400/DSC_0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S3Uh0YIKp0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/kcZ6GUX0aUM/s1600-h/DSC_0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437289308833359682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S3Uh0YIKp0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/kcZ6GUX0aUM/s400/DSC_0174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-575713625986094244?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/575713625986094244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=575713625986094244' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/575713625986094244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/575713625986094244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-smiles.html' title='All Smiles'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S3UhWPNHxSI/AAAAAAAAAdc/UuDddhwUlY0/s72-c/DSC_0154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-1402390928819015709</id><published>2010-02-02T07:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T06:19:58.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Love</title><content type='html'>Easton has recently discovered the dogs. Here are pictures of him petting Grace. It is so fun to see them interacting. I know Grace likes it too, she has been wanting him to play with her. Since the day we brought him home, she will lay her toy in his lap wanting him to throw it. Cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S2gqt8NeQgI/AAAAAAAAAdU/zpuQe7zoSok/s1600-h/DSC_0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433639919167619586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S2gqt8NeQgI/AAAAAAAAAdU/zpuQe7zoSok/s400/DSC_0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S2gqWXeUx1I/AAAAAAAAAdM/XBnKfmQt7Sk/s1600-h/DSC_0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433639514169198418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S2gqWXeUx1I/AAAAAAAAAdM/XBnKfmQt7Sk/s400/DSC_0186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S2gp36u3BgI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Zxz9rBBkMUY/s1600-h/DSC_0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433638991057847810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S2gp36u3BgI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Zxz9rBBkMUY/s400/DSC_0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-1402390928819015709?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/1402390928819015709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=1402390928819015709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1402390928819015709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1402390928819015709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/02/puppy-love.html' title='Puppy Love'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S2gqt8NeQgI/AAAAAAAAAdU/zpuQe7zoSok/s72-c/DSC_0187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-3084578380160735504</id><published>2010-01-14T18:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:18:35.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tummy Time</title><content type='html'>Easton absolutely hates tummy time and so I don't feel like I do it enough. But this is the typical sequence of events that happens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting out he is happy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-_7W0vriI/AAAAAAAAAcs/AputnQNQrhM/s1600-h/DSC_0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426767102464732706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-_7W0vriI/AAAAAAAAAcs/AputnQNQrhM/s400/DSC_0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-63dl2_ZI/AAAAAAAAAck/05XtKD3MPu4/s1600-h/DSC_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426761538003729810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-63dl2_ZI/AAAAAAAAAck/05XtKD3MPu4/s400/DSC_0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a few minutes he starts screaming bloody murder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0_AVRhKo7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/Lhoq9XGB_yM/s1600-h/DSC_0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426767547717034930" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0_AVRhKo7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/Lhoq9XGB_yM/s400/DSC_0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can only take so much screaming so I turn him back on his back....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S1Aa1BEbKmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MF34vN5daGw/s1600-h/DSC_0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426867049103829602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S1Aa1BEbKmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MF34vN5daGw/s400/DSC_0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he realizes he is back on his back....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-6cBy-2gI/AAAAAAAAAcc/tJCexpMMsCo/s1600-h/DSC_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426761066686110210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-6cBy-2gI/AAAAAAAAAcc/tJCexpMMsCo/s400/DSC_0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is content again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-6ELPJZJI/AAAAAAAAAcU/9Lj-o5V7QTU/s1600-h/DSC_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426760656903300242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-6ELPJZJI/AAAAAAAAAcU/9Lj-o5V7QTU/s400/DSC_0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have any experience with this? How often did you do tummy time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well on another note, here are some more updated pics of little E. He is changing so much every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-5pSuzcRI/AAAAAAAAAcM/WnXdEJpNdu4/s1600-h/DSC_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426760195058659602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-5pSuzcRI/AAAAAAAAAcM/WnXdEJpNdu4/s400/DSC_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-5MVJkvII/AAAAAAAAAcE/aExa9UWEMrI/s1600-h/DSC_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426759697491606658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-5MVJkvII/AAAAAAAAAcE/aExa9UWEMrI/s400/DSC_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-3084578380160735504?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/3084578380160735504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=3084578380160735504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3084578380160735504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3084578380160735504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/01/tummy-time.html' title='Tummy Time'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0-_7W0vriI/AAAAAAAAAcs/AputnQNQrhM/s72-c/DSC_0119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-7690767577517302354</id><published>2010-01-13T13:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:39:56.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton's First Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easton's&lt;/span&gt; first Christmas was wonderful. It was so much fun having my little boy to share the holidays with this year. I remember this time last Christmas I had just had surgery and was going through a lot emotionally and praying for a little one. This year all that is behind me and I could just love on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; and praise God for this wonderful gift he has given us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; has truly changed my world in so many wonderful ways. God is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Easton's&lt;/span&gt; Christmas adventure started the morning of Christmas Eve. Chris, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; and I got up and went over to Chris's grandparents house for Christmas with them. We had lunch with them and open gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05HL4TboaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/bwwrPvpYpEw/s1600-h/DSC_1626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426352870446047650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05HL4TboaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/bwwrPvpYpEw/s400/DSC_1626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; and Me at Chris's grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left Chris's grandparents we went home and got changed really quick for church. We went to the 3:00 service with my parents and Chris's parents. They had just gotten into town to spend Christmas at Chris's grandparents. I am happy we went to the early service because it started snowing hard and a lot of churches start canceling their services. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; exciting that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; got a white Christmas on his first Christmas. That is so rare in Dallas. I wish I got a better picture of the snow. This was just the beginning before it had snowed very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04mlj3r44I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/aN4n_P70jj8/s1600-h/DSC_1636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426317027753845634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04mlj3r44I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/aN4n_P70jj8/s400/DSC_1636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church we went over to the Horn's house. Every year we spend Christmas Eve with them. We had a lot of fun and it was great spending time with them. They are literally like my second family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05FvQZcEKI/AAAAAAAAAb0/LHs4HnlZdZU/s1600-h/DSC_1649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426351279185858722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05FvQZcEKI/AAAAAAAAAb0/LHs4HnlZdZU/s400/DSC_1649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber, Suzanne, Michelle, Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; (he was tired of pictures...ha)&lt;br /&gt;This was also the night I realized he had outgrown all his clothes and needed to go up a size. So my poor little boy looks like he is wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;capris&lt;/span&gt;. He also dirtied the cute little outfit I had him in at church before I got any pictures. Guess that is the way it goes. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05ER00pvHI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uLuVDvfIftk/s1600-h/DSC_1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426349674055974002" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05ER00pvHI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uLuVDvfIftk/s400/DSC_1654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Day we went to my parents house. We had a house full. My grandmother, parents, Nathan and Amanda, and family friends (The Edwards and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Scammahorns&lt;/span&gt;) were all there. We had a great time. My brother and Amanda bought him the cutest little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; suit...see below. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; got a lot of gifts too. He got lots of clothes, books, toys, money(for savings) etc. He is definitely a loved little boy. I can't wait for next year to spoil him even more!&lt;br /&gt;The day after Christmas we went to Houston for a week to have Christmas with Chris's parents. We came back home on New Years Day. Little E was definitely tired but I am so happy that we have a laid back, go with the flow little one. Hope it stays that way! Well here are some pictures from Christmas Day at my parents house. I hope everyone had a great holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05DzkLC3TI/AAAAAAAAAbk/h7QonX7nBec/s1600-h/DSC_1776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426349154190417202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05DzkLC3TI/AAAAAAAAAbk/h7QonX7nBec/s400/DSC_1776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05DK2M1M0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/FcAl6X_wPv0/s1600-h/DSC_1787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426348454655112002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05DK2M1M0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/FcAl6X_wPv0/s400/DSC_1787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05Bd58y1GI/AAAAAAAAAbU/-mVVw_NzaqI/s1600-h/DSC_1749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426346583055848546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05Bd58y1GI/AAAAAAAAAbU/-mVVw_NzaqI/s400/DSC_1749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05A4gAMlzI/AAAAAAAAAbM/eS75-BEK8iM/s1600-h/DSC_1661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426345940435638066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05A4gAMlzI/AAAAAAAAAbM/eS75-BEK8iM/s400/DSC_1661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04-Wqk8qBI/AAAAAAAAAbE/fsM5xrNFz5s/s1600-h/DSC_1735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426343160135329810" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04-Wqk8qBI/AAAAAAAAAbE/fsM5xrNFz5s/s400/DSC_1735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S049gJc1PyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/x_brANWFHvE/s1600-h/DSC_1708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426342223529983778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S049gJc1PyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/x_brANWFHvE/s400/DSC_1708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0472wvl7tI/AAAAAAAAAa0/VmonZfR4OGA/s1600-h/DSC_1673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426340413011521234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0472wvl7tI/AAAAAAAAAa0/VmonZfR4OGA/s400/DSC_1673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S047LU59teI/AAAAAAAAAas/Szr1xwLmmIA/s1600-h/DSC_1697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426339666804454882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S047LU59teI/AAAAAAAAAas/Szr1xwLmmIA/s400/DSC_1697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04pi8ZQXXI/AAAAAAAAAac/KJZsbc8vIEg/s1600-h/DSC_1688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426320281332374898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04pi8ZQXXI/AAAAAAAAAac/KJZsbc8vIEg/s400/DSC_1688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04pGDfBrkI/AAAAAAAAAaU/F5v-Oe-3LH0/s1600-h/DSC_1683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426319785019420226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04pGDfBrkI/AAAAAAAAAaU/F5v-Oe-3LH0/s400/DSC_1683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04nwWQ6PPI/AAAAAAAAAaE/y_SsUICbgcs/s1600-h/DSC_1668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426318312591736050" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04nwWQ6PPI/AAAAAAAAAaE/y_SsUICbgcs/s400/DSC_1668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04nB1jcyZI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hcj3b1ab1h0/s1600-h/DSC_1789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426317513537145234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S04nB1jcyZI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hcj3b1ab1h0/s400/DSC_1789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-7690767577517302354?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/7690767577517302354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=7690767577517302354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7690767577517302354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7690767577517302354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/01/eastons-first-christmas.html' title='Easton&apos;s First Christmas'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S05HL4TboaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/bwwrPvpYpEw/s72-c/DSC_1626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-3520242031928809895</id><published>2010-01-08T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:34:04.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Major catch up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I am totally behind on the blog, but with the holidays and being out of town, it was just hard to make time to post. Easton is now 10 weeks old...I still can't believe how fast it is going by. He is changing so much every day. He has gotten in a pretty good routine. He usually goes to bed around 9:00 to 9:30 every night. He usually fights it for a while as he is quite a night owl and is usually still very alert. But once he is down he sleeps well at night and usually wakes around 3:00 and 7ish to eat, but then goes right back to sleep. He will usually sleep until about 10:00 in the morning which makes it nice for me. I can either sleep in a little or get up and around before he wakes up for the day. He is also now sleeping in his own room in his crib. We moved him from our room on Christmas night. He was 8 weeks old at the time and the fact that we were all exhausted from the busy day, it was great timing. Thank goodness for my video monitor as I don't think I could live with out it. Lets face it, I love to be able to roll over at anytime and look to make sure he is still breathing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is also getting so fun! He smiles so much now and coos and really interacts with you. He loves to be talked to and will just listen and then will give you a big smile. It absolutely melts my heart. He also LOVES my hair. Yeah, he can really grab on tight and I occasionally have to really work on getting him to let go. I may be going to the ponytail look for a while. He still loves his swing and now is starting to really enjoy his bouncer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is really giving Chris and I so much joy. I feel so blessed and thank God everyday for this new little guy in my life. What did I do before him!!???!! I just can't get enough of him. Here are some updated pictures. I will post on our Christmas soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0evc-ubSjI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Bg0YeLMqHTw/s1600-h/DSC_1858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424497188599974450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0evc-ubSjI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Bg0YeLMqHTw/s400/DSC_1858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supporting his Baylor Bears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0eqk-tYqRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/m3uishTm5vc/s1600-h/DSC_1563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424491828476422418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0eqk-tYqRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/m3uishTm5vc/s400/DSC_1563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought this picture was hilarious...this was just a few days before he started sleeping in his own crib. He was just kicking and moving and I took the picture and started cracking up! Love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0et_UlW87I/AAAAAAAAAZU/KQp4YztpGMw/s1600-h/DSC_1581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424495579559818162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0et_UlW87I/AAAAAAAAAZU/KQp4YztpGMw/s400/DSC_1581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging out with dad before bed time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0eyG785DgI/AAAAAAAAAZs/IXFCwbPWxxc/s1600-h/DSC_1893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424500108433100290" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0eyG785DgI/AAAAAAAAAZs/IXFCwbPWxxc/s400/DSC_1893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-3520242031928809895?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/3520242031928809895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=3520242031928809895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3520242031928809895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3520242031928809895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2010/01/major-catch-up.html' title='Major catch up!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/S0evc-ubSjI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Bg0YeLMqHTw/s72-c/DSC_1858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6118148661508424645</id><published>2009-12-18T04:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T04:11:08.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Smiles</title><content type='html'>For a few weeks now Easton has started to become a lot more interactive. He really listens when you talk to him and smiles a lot in response. I haven't gotten a picture of his "real" smile yet, but here are some pictures of him smiling and laughing in his sleep. He will literally chuckle in his sleep. I have no idea if it is just a reflex of some sort or if he is dreaming something funny...but either way it is super cute. Here are some pics while he was napping in his swing yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SytULO7UwWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Rxc-F3nvUaQ/s1600-h/DSC_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416515528805368162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SytULO7UwWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Rxc-F3nvUaQ/s400/DSC_1550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SytT1EygHWI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lzKJems12CA/s1600-h/DSC_1548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416515148126887266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SytT1EygHWI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lzKJems12CA/s400/DSC_1548.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/4743607897850519472-6118148661508424645?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6118148661508424645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6118148661508424645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6118148661508424645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6118148661508424645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/12/lots-of-smiles.html' title='Lots of Smiles'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SytULO7UwWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Rxc-F3nvUaQ/s72-c/DSC_1550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-3674222573328281654</id><published>2009-12-12T06:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T11:10:28.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton's first play date with Campbell - Crybaby Matinee</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday my friend Amber and I took our babies to the Crybaby Matinee at the Angelika theater to see the movie Precious. Amber and I met this summer at a wedding shower and became friends when we found out we were both prego and due only weeks apart. Her little boy Campbell and Easton were born only a day apart. It was fun getting out of the house and doing something "Normal" with the nugget. The movie was really good just very heavy. It was fun seeing all the moms with their babies and they even had a little changing table in the theater. Easton and Campbell both did great and slept through most of it. We had a great time and then had lunch at Mi Cocina. I can't wait for the next Crybaby Matinee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelikafilmcenter.com/angelika_event_calendar.asp?hID=0&amp;amp;cID=6&amp;amp;month=12/2009"&gt;http://www.angelikafilmcenter.com/angelika_event_calendar.asp?hID=0&amp;amp;cID=6&amp;amp;month=12/2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyONo1BLTNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Su8iE15x-5A/s1600-h/DSC_1472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414326909595765970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyONo1BLTNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Su8iE15x-5A/s400/DSC_1472.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/4743607897850519472-3674222573328281654?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/3674222573328281654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=3674222573328281654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3674222573328281654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3674222573328281654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/12/eastons-first-play-date-with-campbell.html' title='Easton&apos;s first play date with Campbell - Crybaby Matinee'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyONo1BLTNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Su8iE15x-5A/s72-c/DSC_1472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-7663889688126485249</id><published>2009-12-10T20:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:23:02.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyG6x_pQFMI/AAAAAAAAAYk/V-7j3LCBD20/s1600-h/DSC_1454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413813595136857282" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyG6x_pQFMI/AAAAAAAAAYk/V-7j3LCBD20/s400/DSC_1454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyG4M3NXpgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/mFT0YxydfUY/s1600-h/DSC_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyG3g445geI/AAAAAAAAAYU/AfRlwEZZ4fo/s1600-h/DSC_1445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413810002730779106" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyG3g445geI/AAAAAAAAAYU/AfRlwEZZ4fo/s400/DSC_1445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyG2YsewjYI/AAAAAAAAAYM/pN9nnKVfqsA/s1600-h/DSC_1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413808762449333634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyG2YsewjYI/AAAAAAAAAYM/pN9nnKVfqsA/s400/DSC_1443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to Houston for Thanksgiving this year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; did great on his first road trip. He literally slept the entire way there and back. The car puts him to sleep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;...I wonder how long that will last. I know soon enough we will be hearing "Are we there yet?" over and over again. ha. We were in Houston for an entire week. Unfortunately a bug was passed around the family and Chris and his mom were sick with a cold most of the week. His dad got it the day after we left. Fortunately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; and I managed to stay away from it and didn't get the bug. But it did give us a nice week to relax and just take it easy. Here are some pictures from the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/4743607897850519472-7663889688126485249?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/7663889688126485249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=7663889688126485249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7663889688126485249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7663889688126485249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SyG6x_pQFMI/AAAAAAAAAYk/V-7j3LCBD20/s72-c/DSC_1454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5065335554392300093</id><published>2009-12-08T18:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:42:45.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Newborn photos- THANKS Rachel!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I am soooo behind on blogging...life sure gets busy with a baby!  I have several posts that I need to write but I will start with this one.  One of my dear friends who is a professional photographer gave me the most precious baby gift and offered to take newborn photos of Easton.  She did a fabulous job!!! They turned out simply amazing and I couldn't be happier.  Thanks Rachel!!!!    Here are some pictures from the day...Easton was 2 1/2 weeks in these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7xvEjCaHI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gyh5vk1DTDI/s1600-h/Fields-200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413029593122760818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7xvEjCaHI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gyh5vk1DTDI/s400/Fields-200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7xRDfeF9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/GebdnoAlG38/s1600-h/Fields-169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413029077443286994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7xRDfeF9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/GebdnoAlG38/s400/Fields-169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7xLJva9AI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tZwCH9wX4v8/s1600-h/Fields-147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413028976041587714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7xLJva9AI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tZwCH9wX4v8/s400/Fields-147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7w_XbEduI/AAAAAAAAAXk/4sjPSaCd3_M/s1600-h/Fields-137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413028773555893986" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7w_XbEduI/AAAAAAAAAXk/4sjPSaCd3_M/s400/Fields-137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7wt7M9qsI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2o854H0NlHE/s1600-h/Fields-94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413028473922759362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7wt7M9qsI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2o854H0NlHE/s400/Fields-94.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7wlMND8cI/AAAAAAAAAXU/W5fhsZLmB1s/s1600-h/Fields-88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413028323867750850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7wlMND8cI/AAAAAAAAAXU/W5fhsZLmB1s/s400/Fields-88.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7wP2MxOpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IvHtdIm73TI/s1600-h/Fields-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413027957183691410" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7wP2MxOpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IvHtdIm73TI/s400/Fields-27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7wGW0EUBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/v7KWmJKur_o/s1600-h/Fields-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413027794139762706" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7wGW0EUBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/v7KWmJKur_o/s400/Fields-22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7v-Y6R1uI/AAAAAAAAAW0/EquLb7mnCO4/s1600-h/Fields-64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413027657263732450" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7v-Y6R1uI/AAAAAAAAAW0/EquLb7mnCO4/s400/Fields-64.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-5065335554392300093?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5065335554392300093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5065335554392300093' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5065335554392300093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5065335554392300093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/12/newborn-photos-thanks-rachel.html' title='Newborn photos- THANKS Rachel!!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sx7xvEjCaHI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gyh5vk1DTDI/s72-c/Fields-200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4597490658858573462</id><published>2009-12-01T13:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:07:49.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request!!!!  PRAY PRAY PRAY!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have been MIA lately. We were in Houston all last week for Thanksgiving visiting Chris's family. Since we have been back I have been going non stop but hopefully after this week things will slow down and I will catch everyone up on what has been going on. In the mean time I ask you all to pray for my sweet friend Amber. She is a wonderful friend of mine from high school but more like family as our families always spends Christmas eve together and our mom's are inseparable. She is battling a major illness and is at Mayo Clinic. Please read her story on caring bridge and keep her in your prayers. For those of you who knew Kristin Day. Basically Amber has the same kind of tumor but in her spine. She is meeting today to find out when to do surgery which could potentially leave her paralyzed. They are hoping the tumor hasn't grown fingers yet. My heart is completely breaking and I am totally praying for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/amberhorn"&gt;http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/amberhorn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SxVsdgIXZGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/NwedOXnTakE/s1600/Amber+Horn+and+Me+Graduation+Lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410349781452547170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SxVsdgIXZGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/NwedOXnTakE/s400/Amber+Horn+and+Me+Graduation+Lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amber and Me at our graduation lunch in High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SxVuNwPzk1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/qOhTNiiX8L0/s1600/DSC00057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410351709924070226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SxVuNwPzk1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/qOhTNiiX8L0/s400/DSC00057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, Paige and Amber on Christmas Eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-4597490658858573462?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4597490658858573462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4597490658858573462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4597490658858573462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4597490658858573462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/12/prayer-request-pray-pray-pray.html' title='Prayer Request!!!!  PRAY PRAY PRAY!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SxVsdgIXZGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/NwedOXnTakE/s72-c/Amber+Horn+and+Me+Graduation+Lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-2152924619004668251</id><published>2009-11-18T14:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:30:12.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth Story</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has taken me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; long to post this. I am just trying to enjoy this time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; and have not been on the computer very much. Right now he is sleeping in his swing so I though I would try to document the story before I forget. It all started on Tuesday the 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I went in for my 40 week appointment at my doctors. I was 50% effaced about 3 cm dilated. We talked and she said the she really wanted me to have this baby that week. She said that the risks of post term were too high to wait. So she gave me the option of going into the hospital that night to start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cervidil&lt;/span&gt; to help me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dialate&lt;/span&gt; and then she would induce me on Wednesday morning. Or I could go in Thursday and be induced on Friday. I really didn't want to risk having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; on Halloween so I decided that I would be induced that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had to be at the hospital by 6:00 that night so I didn't even have time to go home before hand. So I didn't have my bags or anything. I decided I wanted to go get a pedicure really fast. One last "pamper me" time before I became a mom. So I called Chris and he headed home from work to get our bags. Since he works in Fort Worth he had quite a drive and was in horrible traffic. I went to the hospital at 6:00 to check in...I kept mentioning "my husband" like... does my husband need to check in before he meets me in my room. I didn't want them to think I was some knocked up girl with out a baby daddy. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got checked in I headed up to the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor to start the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cervidil&lt;/span&gt;. They let me take a quick shower before they hooked me up to the monitors. I only had 10 minutes though...so I didn't even have time to dry my hair. My dream of being all fixed up for labor went down the tubes. I had to face it...I was going to look like I had been hit by a truck.. no make up, my hair air dried and frizzy and glasses to boot. Definitely not what I had in mind for my first pictures with my new little man in my life. Well once I got settled in and hooked on the monitors they nurses were quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; that I was having major contractions. I seriously had NO idea. I just dismissed them as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;braxton&lt;/span&gt; hicks. But they were off the chart every 2 minutes. I am glad I was at the hospital because I would not have thought that was real labor. So needless to say, I didn't spend much time on 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor...I went ahead and moved down to labor and delivery. Then they ended up giving me something to slow down my contractions they were coming so fast and strong that it was putting a lot of stress on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; and his heart rate kept dropping. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; made me very nauseous and when my doctor came in to check on me, I ended up throwing up. That wasn't a very proud moment. Sometime that night I got my epidural, but it was all such a blur I have no idea what time it was. Then on Wednesday around 3:30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; I started to push. I really think my epidural had worn off by then because I could totally feel Everything. But in a way, I liked it because I could really tell how to push and 45 minutes later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; was here! It was the best feeling in the world. I was in some major pain though, I got a 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; degree tear and that was worse than any of the labor and delivery. That night was the worst pain of the entire experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by Thursday morning, my pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; were doing there job and I was so distracted with my little E that I couldn't really care about the pain. Here are some pictures from the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SwRhtxb9T8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/BtrPRGN17Wc/s1600/DSC_0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405552891744047042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SwRhtxb9T8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/BtrPRGN17Wc/s400/DSC_0908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock, the time he was born and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; team.  He had gone to the bathroom so there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;meconium&lt;/span&gt; in the fluid.  So they had the team on standby just in case he had any complications since there was a chance he could have gotten some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;meconium&lt;/span&gt; in his lungs.  Fortunately that didn't happen and he was healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SwRj-_SyUqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NaUT5T8YDZ0/s1600/DSC_0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555386544706210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SwRj-_SyUqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NaUT5T8YDZ0/s400/DSC_0918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My doctor and nurse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SwRjWzpIbwI/AAAAAAAAAWM/6663stN2yzg/s1600/DSC_0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405554696222437122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SwRjWzpIbwI/AAAAAAAAAWM/6663stN2yzg/s400/DSC_0909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after he was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SwRkZ4qaeUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/QUoOl0wZLgA/s1600/DSC_0943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555848621226306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SwRkZ4qaeUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/QUoOl0wZLgA/s400/DSC_0943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting cleaned up in the nursery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-2152924619004668251?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/2152924619004668251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=2152924619004668251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/2152924619004668251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/2152924619004668251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/11/birth-story.html' title='The Birth Story'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SwRhtxb9T8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/BtrPRGN17Wc/s72-c/DSC_0908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-1217220093640777039</id><published>2009-11-08T14:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:35:00.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Pics</title><content type='html'>I have updated Easton's shutterfly website with photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to get on soon and share my story of Easton's birth.  Hope everyone is doing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eastonfields09.shutterfly.com/"&gt;http://eastonfields09.shutterfly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-1217220093640777039?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/1217220093640777039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=1217220093640777039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1217220093640777039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1217220093640777039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/11/updated-pics.html' title='Updated Pics'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-7307428453174249415</id><published>2009-11-05T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:13:05.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SvMxFX3CqhI/AAAAAAAAAVs/hbbqqWbVmto/s1600-h/DSC_1199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400714346521340434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SvMxFX3CqhI/AAAAAAAAAVs/hbbqqWbVmto/s400/DSC_1199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SvMwlR3vuWI/AAAAAAAAAVk/bCu7YQGlCS8/s1600-h/DSC_1164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400713795157866850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SvMwlR3vuWI/AAAAAAAAAVk/bCu7YQGlCS8/s400/DSC_1164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SvMwDm_w3ZI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Q7FakzwGfD4/s1600-h/DSC_1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400713216713088402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SvMwDm_w3ZI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Q7FakzwGfD4/s400/DSC_1150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I haven't updated yet. This week has truly been an emotional rollercoaster for our family. Easton is doing great and the sweetest baby boy ever! I couldn't ask for an easier baby. He is very laid back so far and only cries when something is wrong. And as soon as you fix the problem he is happy again. So if he cries it is usually because he is either hungry or needs a diaper change. I am so blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been pretty rough for us though. Our baby Sage had a major episode of multiple seizures on Tuesday. She has been fighting for her life all week. It has literally been an hour by hour wait and see. Her seizures lasted off and on for 10 hours before they were able to get her to a stable condition. Chris and I spent the week getting up early in the morning to transport her to and from the emergency hospital back to our regular vet. And then taking her back again in the evening to the emergency facility. She is doing much better today and they have gotten her on her oral meds now that she will be on the rest of her life. It has been a really rough time for Chris and I as many of you know how much we love our dogs and they truly are our first babies. She most likely won't ever be the "same" dog anymore as the medication will slow her down a bit. But I have no doubt that our love for her will not change and if anything she is just going to be more spoiled now! Grace has been really taking it hard this week. Today she isn't wanting to eat so I am anxious to get Sage home so she knows she is ok. I will keep you all posted and once things slow down I will write in detail all about our precious baby boy. He is truly a gift from God and we couldn't ask for a better baby. He blows me away with how sweet he is. I am in total aww! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please keep us in your prayers over the next few weeks as this medicine takes its course on Sage. We are praying that she responds well and stays seizure free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some updated photos of Little E. I will post soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-7307428453174249415?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/7307428453174249415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=7307428453174249415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7307428453174249415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7307428453174249415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SvMxFX3CqhI/AAAAAAAAAVs/hbbqqWbVmto/s72-c/DSC_1199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-7028928408916545106</id><published>2009-10-30T21:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:02:34.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just got home today and we are all doing great! Easton is healthy and the sweetest little boy ever! Just so in love with him. Here are a few pictures and next week I will write a detailed blog catching everyone up and have more photos to share. Until then...meet our new little arrival.... Easton Carter Fields!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Suun6zdg5SI/AAAAAAAAAVE/a53Ju7gWFXg/s1600-h/DSC_1039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398593207021921570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Suun6zdg5SI/AAAAAAAAAVE/a53Ju7gWFXg/s400/DSC_1039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SuunWnpBcKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/qc6iUeq7PZA/s1600-h/DSC_1061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398592585373675682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SuunWnpBcKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/qc6iUeq7PZA/s400/DSC_1061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SuukV2tsucI/AAAAAAAAAUs/mgGDsAIwuzE/s1600-h/DSC_1069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398589273705068994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SuukV2tsucI/AAAAAAAAAUs/mgGDsAIwuzE/s400/DSC_1069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SuukylunTdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Eo66YT2M7jU/s1600-h/DSC_1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398589767361711570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SuukylunTdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Eo66YT2M7jU/s400/DSC_1068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Suuj6ppwoFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/q4QCmFyTjqc/s1600-h/DSC_1059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398588806342418514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Suuj6ppwoFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/q4QCmFyTjqc/s400/DSC_1059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-7028928408916545106?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/7028928408916545106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=7028928408916545106' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7028928408916545106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7028928408916545106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-are-home.html' title='We are Home!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Suun6zdg5SI/AAAAAAAAAVE/a53Ju7gWFXg/s72-c/DSC_1039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5679074401436083342</id><published>2009-10-29T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:15:01.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton has arrived!</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to send a quick update.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; was born on October 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (his actual due date) at 4:21pm. He weighed 8lbs., 9oz.  Nicole and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; are doing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-5679074401436083342?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5679074401436083342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5679074401436083342' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5679074401436083342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5679074401436083342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/10/easton-has-arrived.html' title='Easton has arrived!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6090637538237507830</id><published>2009-10-21T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:21:15.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>39 weeks - 2 More weeks MAX!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had my 39 week appointment. There was a little progress but not as much as I was hoping for. Everything was about the same but my effacement moved from 25% to almost 50%. But still dilated at about a 1...she said that it may be a little over a 1 but not much. So basically not much to report on the progress. I also had another ultrasound and his growth is starting to taper off. He was measuring over 7 lbs. I can't remember how many ounces she said. I will need to go back and watch the DVD and see what the screen said. My brain is not retaining information very well right now. HA! She did say that at my next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;. (which is next Tuesday) if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; still hasn't arrived we would schedule an induction. I am really hoping I either make some progress or he comes on his own. She said at this point, if she were to induce, I would be at high risk for a C-Section. I of course will do what ever is in his best interest, but I am hoping he just makes his big appearance on his own. Preferably the sooner the better! I would think that he would be ready, he looks so uncomfortable in there. His head is so squished. I have a feeling that his head may be a funky shape for a while. OH...and the ultrasound lady talked about what chubby cheeks he has. You can see them in the ultrasound very clearly. Maybe that means he will be a good eater. Well I will keep you posted. In the mean time, please pray that he comes on his own in the next week. And if I can be picky...specifically pray that he is not born on Halloween. ha! But as long as he is healthy, I guess that is all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-6090637538237507830?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6090637538237507830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6090637538237507830' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6090637538237507830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6090637538237507830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/10/39-weeks-2-more-weeks-max.html' title='39 weeks - 2 More weeks MAX!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-262903340119385915</id><published>2009-10-19T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:13:52.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week of Work</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a great weekend.  Our weekend was good. We ended up having a pretty low key weekend with our only big outing was to go to Parker’s 1st bday party…which by the way, Erin, was so fun.  Talk about perfect weather and good company.  The rest of the weekend we ran some errands and just relaxed.  I was going to go with Chris to his friend’s wedding but I totally bailed on him.  I didn’t sleep at all on Saturday night (prob. 1 or 2 hours max all together) and woke up feeling like I had been run over by a truck on Sunday.  So I spent the day in my pjs just relaxing.  Got a few cat naps here and there but that was about it.  Lets face it…I don’t know what sleep is anymore.  Which brings me to…. This is my last week of work!  Hopefully little E will come before Friday, but if not…I will still start my maternity leave regardless.  I am ready to be done.  I have been pretty bored at work lately because they aren’t giving me any projects knowing that I won’t be here to finish them.  So my days consist of searching the web.  So if anyone knows any fun websites to look at..send them my way. THANKS! I know this week is only my 39th week, but I am seriously beginning to wonder if he will come on his own.  I really don’t want to be induced…but I guess we will just wait and see what happens.  I will keep you posted.  Pray that E makes his big appearance this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-262903340119385915?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/262903340119385915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=262903340119385915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/262903340119385915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/262903340119385915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-week-of-work.html' title='Last Week of Work'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4674100760012576534</id><published>2009-10-14T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:00:12.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>38 weeks - Still waiting</title><content type='html'>I had my 38 week appt. yesterday. Basically nothing new to report. Still the same 1 cm dilated and 25% effaced. It was a little discouraging but my Doctor reminded me that it really doesn't mean anything. That he could still come tomorrow. I guess I just like to know something is happening. I am just so ready to meet this little guy. But I guess at the same time, the longer he bakes the better off he will be. He needs to come when he is ready..I just wish he and I would get on the same page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So has anyone out there stayed the same for weeks and then had there baby quickly after that? Any hope would help as I am just READY! ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing else really to report. Trying to just enjoy this time with Chris. We have a busy weekend this weekend with Little P's bday party...Can't wait and a wedding to go to for one of Chris's good friends from college. Somehow getting all dressed up right now doesn't seem that fun, but I will try my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-4674100760012576534?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4674100760012576534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4674100760012576534' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4674100760012576534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4674100760012576534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/10/38-weeks-still-waiting.html' title='38 weeks - Still waiting'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6588052833179629908</id><published>2009-10-12T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:13:17.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Mash - presented by The Fields</title><content type='html'>Thanks Jaime for the fun site! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ebm.cheetahmail.com/c/tag/hBKxClAAdAtd7B7upZIDznUd5.AdAtd7ii/doc.html?email=&amp;amp;t_params=MOVIE_ID%3D627bc2"&gt;http://ebm.cheetahmail.com/c/tag/hBKxClAAdAtd7B7upZIDznUd5.AdAtd7ii/doc.html?email=&amp;amp;t_params=MOVIE_ID%3D627bc2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-6588052833179629908?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6588052833179629908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6588052833179629908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6588052833179629908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6588052833179629908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/10/monster-mash-presented-by-fields.html' title='Monster Mash - presented by The Fields'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-8643005661303344736</id><published>2009-10-07T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:23:36.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>37 weeks and still just waiting</title><content type='html'>Today marks 37 weeks. Easton is officially full term. Now I just wait. This weeks doctor's appt was yesterday. Nothing really changed from last week. Still 1cm dilated and 25% effaced. Come on little E!!! I am ready to meet you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... I am getting to the point that I go to my closet and it is a chore to get dressed everyday. Nothing fits right. So I try it on and if it covers up what it needs cover up, it is good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just getting more excited every day to meet this little guy. And with that, I get more emotional every day. This song has really hit home for me. It makes me think of my little E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','res','4','&amp;amp;sig2=jO3H26ZapjnP19pVjHGOdQ')" href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/My-Wish-lyrics-Rascal-Flatts/B4D9EC29360544CE48257143000A54CD"&gt;RASCAL FLATTS - MY WISH LYRICS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow,&lt;br /&gt;and each road leads you where you want to go,&lt;br /&gt;and if you're faced with a choice,&lt;br /&gt;and you have to choose,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if one door opens to another door closed,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you keep on walkin' 'til you find the window,&lt;br /&gt;if it's cold outside,&lt;br /&gt;show the world the warmth of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;but more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you,&lt;br /&gt;is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;your dreams stay big,&lt;br /&gt;your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can haul,&lt;br /&gt;and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you,&lt;br /&gt;and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never look back,&lt;br /&gt;but ya never forget,&lt;br /&gt;all the ones who love you,&lt;br /&gt;in the place you left,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you always forgive,&lt;br /&gt;and you never regret,&lt;br /&gt;and you help somebody every chance you get,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you find God's grace,&lt;br /&gt;in every mistake,&lt;br /&gt;and always give more then you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you,&lt;br /&gt;is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;your dreams stay big,&lt;br /&gt;and your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can haul,&lt;br /&gt;and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you,&lt;br /&gt;and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you,&lt;br /&gt;is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;your dreams stay big,&lt;br /&gt;your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can haul,&lt;br /&gt;and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you,&lt;br /&gt;and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;this is my wish&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know somebody loves you&lt;br /&gt;may all your dreams stay big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend we had our big garage sale. It went well. Friday was pretty busy all day. Saturday started out busy but kind of died out that afternoon. Overall we made quite a bit of money and got rid of a lot of junk. Although we still have a lot of junk to donate. We also had a pretty productive weekend. I feel good that if E comes tomorrow I am ready. The few things left on our "to do" list aren't anything major. (like steam clean the carpet). So we definitely made some time this weekend to relax. Here is proof...and this is very typical of our dogs. Sage loves to sit in your lap like a baby and Grace likes to sprawl out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SszqThZ8PXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/H-SoImhpK9U/s1600-h/Chris+chilling+with+dogs+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389940475161230706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SszqThZ8PXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/H-SoImhpK9U/s400/Chris+chilling+with+dogs+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SszqXzbHLoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/J8VoxOMYIs0/s1600-h/Chris+chilling+with+dogs+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389940548717457026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SszqXzbHLoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/J8VoxOMYIs0/s400/Chris+chilling+with+dogs+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I will keep you posted if anything progresses. We have our next appt. next Tuesday. So you can definitely look for an update then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-8643005661303344736?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/8643005661303344736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=8643005661303344736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8643005661303344736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8643005661303344736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/10/37-weeks-and-still-just-waiting.html' title='37 weeks and still just waiting'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SszqThZ8PXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/H-SoImhpK9U/s72-c/Chris+chilling+with+dogs+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-271959792207295019</id><published>2009-10-01T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:34:47.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>36 Week Appt and Child birth class</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Chris and I went in for the 36 week ultrasound. We got to see Easton open and close his eyes again and suck on his hand. We also saw all his hair. He seems to have a full head of hair which is no surprise since both Chris and I were born with a lot of hair. She would jiggle my belly and we could see his hair waving back and forth. So that was neat. He is head down still with his back towards my left side. His head looked completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;smushed&lt;/span&gt;. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t look very comfortable at all…so I guess that makes 2 of us. He was measuring in the 75% at an estimated size at 6lb 12oz so he is getting close to 7 lbs. Then I went to my doctor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;. for my exam. I am currently 1 cm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dilated&lt;/span&gt;, 25% effaced and a -2 (can’t remember what it is called)….but basically it means she could feel his head but he is still pretty far up there. She said that everyone progresses differently and there is really no telling how much longer….it could be tomorrow or 4 more weeks. Our child birth class was interesting. I definitely could have done with out the video. Didn't need to see that! YIKES! And it scares me that the babies are all blue and they are ripped out of there by their heads. Very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;traumatic&lt;/span&gt;! We got to see the labor rooms and the post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;partum&lt;/span&gt; rooms. But my favorite part was going to the nursery and seeing the babies. I started getting a little emotional just thinking about next time I am here, it will be Little E in that nursery getting weighed and blood drawn, etc...Crazy! It just seems so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I had more random vomiting this morning. In our childbirth class last night I learned this is normal…a way of the body cleansing itself to prepare for labor. FUN STUFF! Oh well, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t too bad. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t like the morning sickness kind. It really just comes out of nowhere. I feel fine, have about 2 minutes of feeling sick…get sick…and then I am fine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am taking off work as well as Monday to have some time to get some stuff done…&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;: Pack my bag, start cleaning, etc... and also catch up on some sleep. I am also going to go get my hair done. I don't need any brown roots for photos in the hospital. We are also having a joint garage sale with my parents. Since they moved, they have a lot of stuff they want to get rid of, and we do too after we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;decluttered&lt;/span&gt; our house to make room for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully we will make some good $$. Need some diaper money!&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-271959792207295019?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/271959792207295019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=271959792207295019' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/271959792207295019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/271959792207295019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/10/36-week-appt-and-child-birth-class.html' title='36 Week Appt and Child birth class'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-3549313969423403879</id><published>2009-09-29T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:23:47.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Haley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My friend Emily who was due 1 day before me had her little girl Haley last Friday. We haven't met her yet as they have had a ton of family at the hospital and we didn't want to bombard them. But I can't wait to meet her!! It will be fun as it is kind of like getting a glimpse of what Easton is looking like right now. Here is a picture from a previous post of Emily and I with Easton and Haley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SsJQWe_OJfI/AAAAAAAAASc/4zHg1IDcZBI/s1600-h/Me_and_Emily_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386956451494110706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SsJQWe_OJfI/AAAAAAAAASc/4zHg1IDcZBI/s400/Me_and_Emily_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to Todd and Emily.  Chris and I are so happy for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-3549313969423403879?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/3549313969423403879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=3549313969423403879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3549313969423403879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3549313969423403879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-haley.html' title='Baby Haley'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SsJQWe_OJfI/AAAAAAAAASc/4zHg1IDcZBI/s72-c/Me_and_Emily_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-737103571162416188</id><published>2009-09-24T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:57:29.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Thankful!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to post really quick about last Sunday.  Chris and I were heading to grab some lunch after church with my parents.  We were all in the car, headed to Blue Mesa for their Sunday Brunch.  We were at a red light and there were 2 brothers in the back hitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;.  One prob. about 14 or 15, the younger one prob. around 8 or 9.  Anyway, at the red light the Dad turns around and starts punching the older brother for beating up on his younger brother.  And I am not talking about play slapping or anything like that..this was full fists with the horrible angry look in the father's eyes.  Now, I don't think it was right for the older brother to be hitting his little brother, but now I see where it came from. He was doing exactly what his father has set an example to do. That just made me so mad.  Chris was fuming too.   I wanted to do something...but what do you do when you are in a car, plus this guy obviously had an awful temper.  It made me so so so thankful though for Chris.  I am so blessed that I have a husband who is patient, kind and even tempered.  I am just so thankful to God that our son will have a father that will lovingly yet firmly discipline him and lead by example.  Thank you Chris for being the man you are.  You are going to be a wonderful father to Easton! He is so lucky!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-737103571162416188?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/737103571162416188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=737103571162416188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/737103571162416188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/737103571162416188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-thankful.html' title='So Thankful!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-8621559938516685488</id><published>2009-09-24T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:25:06.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>35 Weeks!  Getting Closer!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday marked the official 35 week mark.  I had my last 2 week doctor appt. and from now on I start going every week.  I can’t believe how close it is getting!  Next week our appointment is on Wednesday and it will be an exciting appointment.  We get to do another ultrasound to see if he is still measuring big. I feel like the last couple weeks he has had a growth spurt because I can just tell how much my stomach has grown and by his movement.  So we shall see.  I am just ready for him to get here!  I want to meet him!   We also have our child birth class and we get a tour of the hospital.  I am starting to make a list of things to pack for the hospital and will prob. Get that packed in the next day or so.  So if anyone has some suggestions (other than the normal tooth brush, make up, shampoo, etc) that they were so glad they had…please share!  I am starting to get everything washed and the nursery in order.  I just want to have everything ready so I can just relax and wait.  Nothing else really newsy.  Just seems like lately we have been tying up lose ends.  On another note, I learned a lesson last night.  I think I ate some mint choc. Chip ice cream too late in the evening or something.  I was sound asleep last night when all of a sudden out of a dead sleep I started vomiting.  I gave Chris quite a scare as he had no idea what was wrong.  It was the weirdest thing ever.  There were some other funny details involved but I will save those for my friends when I see you in person.  TMI for the blog in my opinion.  Afterwards, I was fine and woke up fine this morning.  My guess is it was just really bad acid reflux.  The joys of pregnancy! Ha!  At least tomorrow is Friday.  Another week of work down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-8621559938516685488?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/8621559938516685488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=8621559938516685488' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8621559938516685488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8621559938516685488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/09/35-weeks-getting-closer.html' title='35 Weeks!  Getting Closer!!!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-7778865875773128648</id><published>2009-09-21T12:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:50:26.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Seat Checks</title><content type='html'>This is a post to all the new mom's out there that have recently gotten their car seats checked.  Where did you go?  I have called around and most of the places are booked up until mid October...and I don't want to wait that long or their hours really don't work with our schedule.  I made an appt. with the Denton Police Department as they have evening hours, but I REALLY don't want to drive that far.  People have told me fire departments and car dealerships do them as well...but I have called around and can't find any dealerships and even though the fire department by our house does (which is the only one I can find that still does them) them..the appts. are only on Tuesdays in the middle of the day and it really doesn't mesh with my work schedule.  Anyway..any input would be much appreciated. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-7778865875773128648?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/7778865875773128648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=7778865875773128648' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7778865875773128648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/7778865875773128648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/09/car-seat-checks.html' title='Car Seat Checks'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-1141456112963597476</id><published>2009-09-15T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T09:13:21.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Shower for Easton</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday a few of my coworkers threw me a work shower for Easton. It was a lot of fun and nice to get some more fun things for Easton. Now we only have a few more things to buy for him. Here are some pictures from the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sq-fP8uUfxI/AAAAAAAAASU/HLk0OinAM7Y/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381695176078294802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sq-fP8uUfxI/AAAAAAAAASU/HLk0OinAM7Y/s400/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of his gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sq-fIAu5sdI/AAAAAAAAASM/l-2f4xkgi4s/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381695039715520978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sq-fIAu5sdI/AAAAAAAAASM/l-2f4xkgi4s/s400/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sherry and Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sq-e98m8tfI/AAAAAAAAASE/TUL0WAldYPM/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381694866809730546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sq-e98m8tfI/AAAAAAAAASE/TUL0WAldYPM/s400/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of the decorations/gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sq-ezksIl4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/xGSf-_3S_f4/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381694688590337922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sq-ezksIl4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/xGSf-_3S_f4/s400/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening gifts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-1141456112963597476?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/1141456112963597476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=1141456112963597476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1141456112963597476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1141456112963597476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/09/work-shower-for-easton.html' title='Work Shower for Easton'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sq-fP8uUfxI/AAAAAAAAASU/HLk0OinAM7Y/s72-c/Picture+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4192763405107675554</id><published>2009-09-08T12:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:28:06.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>33 Weeks and Counting</title><content type='html'>Finally after being off sick all last week, I am finally back to the land of the living.  Thank goodness!  I was going stir crazy!!!  Today was also my 33 week doctor appointment.  I go back again at 35 weeks and then my weekly appointments will start.  I haven’t had anymore cramping in the past few weeks, so that is good.  Hopefully he will keep hanging on.  I am having a hard time eating very much.  The heartburn is just beating me down and making it really hard to eat very much.  I actually lost 2 lbs at this appt but my doctor didn’t seem concerned.  At my 36 week appointment we will get another ultrasound to see how big he looks.  I am starting to get really anxious…it is getting so close!  I am just excited to meet this little guy.  Chris asked me this weekend if I was getting nervous for the delivery part…I am not scared of the pain but more just nervous that everything goes smoothly.  I just want little Easton to be ok.  Well just wanted to do a quick update.  I know I haven’t had very good posts lately.  This weekend we have our Childcare/Infant CPR class so I may have some fun stories from that.  Hope everyone had a nice and relaxing 3 day weekend this past weekend.  Talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-4192763405107675554?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4192763405107675554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4192763405107675554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4192763405107675554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4192763405107675554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/09/33-weeks-and-counting.html' title='33 Weeks and Counting'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-2284625540304232256</id><published>2009-09-01T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:46:16.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK...BLAH!</title><content type='html'>So I woke up Sunday not feeling very well and was full blown sick by Sunday night and been feeling like crud ever since.  I just got the flu shot at my last appt. which was last Wednesday.  I get the flu shot every year and never had any problems.   Has anyone ever had any problems like this?  I just feel so miserable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-2284625540304232256?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/2284625540304232256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=2284625540304232256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/2284625540304232256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/2284625540304232256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/09/sickblah.html' title='SICK...BLAH!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-1676741295423473063</id><published>2009-08-20T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:30:38.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Part 2</title><content type='html'>As some of you know...our anniversary didn't go exactly as we expected.  I woke up with horrible cramps that lasted about an hour and really bad back pain.  So I called into my doctor and she had me come in for some tests.  At first she had me do the standard urine test and blood pressure.  I then went into a room for her to do an exam.  She said that she was going to perform a fetal fibronectin (fFN) which can determine if your body is going to go into labor.  She also did an exam and found that my cervix was already softening.  It wasn't dilated at all but since it was softening she sent me to the Parinatologist for an ultrasound.  Everything looked ok on the ultrasound, but I still have to take it really easy and she said to call me if I have any cramping at all....even in the middle of the night she said to call the emergency number.  I also have to take it easy and rest....So that is where I am.  I think Little Easton must be anxious to get out of there! The ultrasound revealed his little head is really low in my cervix.  So just pray he keeps in there for several more weeks.  I am excited to meet him, but only when he is fully ready. So needless to say, Easton is already changing plans...but I guess we need to start getting use to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to all my friends yesterday that prayed and supported me.  It was a tough day, but at least he is still put for now.   My prayer is for him to stay there for 7 more weeks and then I will welcome his appearance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-1676741295423473063?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/1676741295423473063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=1676741295423473063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1676741295423473063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1676741295423473063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/08/anniversary-part-2.html' title='Anniversary Part 2'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5226663253234885328</id><published>2009-08-20T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:43:23.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our 3rd anniversary. I can't believe it has already been 3 years!!! It has honestly been the best 3 years of my life and I am so thankful I have such a wonderful husband who is ALWAYS there for me. LOVE YOU Chris2fur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a look back at 3 years ago. What a great day it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1a60sCOvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fpV1fbuZpQ4/s1600-h/b064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372049897145121522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1a60sCOvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fpV1fbuZpQ4/s400/b064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1bHURDypI/AAAAAAAAAQU/qT-i53YFb_I/s1600-h/b094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372050111780342418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1bHURDypI/AAAAAAAAAQU/qT-i53YFb_I/s400/b094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1bicTnuQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lPLSMbP6d8E/s1600-h/c037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372050577795037442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1bicTnuQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lPLSMbP6d8E/s400/c037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1bXilXfGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/W8bw5s8o08Y/s1600-h/d014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372050390501522530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1bXilXfGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/W8bw5s8o08Y/s400/d014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1d50YJpvI/AAAAAAAAARc/lpm68tZ-c5w/s1600-h/d137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372053178416735986" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1d50YJpvI/AAAAAAAAARc/lpm68tZ-c5w/s400/d137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1drwPB02I/AAAAAAAAARU/pDbDY3EaLFw/s1600-h/d280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372052936786563938" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1drwPB02I/AAAAAAAAARU/pDbDY3EaLFw/s400/d280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1eyOYSUcI/AAAAAAAAARs/HV-AmVXV5iE/s1600-h/d278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372054147469300162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1eyOYSUcI/AAAAAAAAARs/HV-AmVXV5iE/s400/d278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1djtBgwnI/AAAAAAAAARM/YHYKi3_l0lo/s1600-h/d279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372052798485611122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1djtBgwnI/AAAAAAAAARM/YHYKi3_l0lo/s400/d279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1cuCNvdqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ybUjDuZI3CU/s1600-h/d266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372051876461115042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1cuCNvdqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ybUjDuZI3CU/s400/d266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1cLip7BrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uSfwejyCXsc/s1600-h/d096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372051283873826482" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1cLip7BrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uSfwejyCXsc/s400/d096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1cdkVSTaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9xF6hjjUH8c/s1600-h/d131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372051593561787810" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1cdkVSTaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9xF6hjjUH8c/s400/d131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1gFqGL6HI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tYkicJTxWVc/s1600-h/d309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372055580838717554" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1gFqGL6HI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tYkicJTxWVc/s400/d309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-5226663253234885328?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5226663253234885328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5226663253234885328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5226663253234885328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5226663253234885328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/So1a60sCOvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fpV1fbuZpQ4/s72-c/b064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-8638441094859564758</id><published>2009-08-18T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:29:25.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton's Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday was Easton’s baby shower. My dear friends Mel, Tara, Jules, Erin, Tiffany, Kathy and Jaime were the hostesses and they did a fantastic job. The day was absolutely perfect. Thanks guys - - what would I do without you???? The invitations were amazing, food was delicious, and the decorations were absolutely adorable. I have been so excited for this day to get here and it definitely didn’t disappoint. Easton got soooo many cute things and we fortunately got most of our “Big” items. It is a wonderful feeling to walk in the house and see all of Easton’s “Stuff”. It makes it start to feel really “REAL”!!!! I just imagine him sitting in his little swing or his highchair and it just gives me goose bumps. I am sooo excited for him to get here. I look back at the past few years and all the heart ache, tears, disappointment of trying SOOO hard for a baby just makes me soooo appreciative. All that was 100% worth it. In just a few short months all that effort is going to bring us our little boy. I am so thankful to all my friends and family that have prayed so hard for us and given us so much support. It means the world to us and I am so thankful that Easton is already so loved. Well enough of my prego emotions….I am sitting here at work and don’t want to get too teary eyed. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the day and a link at the bottom will lead you to Easton’s shutterfly website where I will keep everyone updated on his pictures. You can click on it now to see all the pictures from the shower. (If you want to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorTI8aOjrI/AAAAAAAAAP8/CGsobc-KlpU/s1600-h/Easton+-+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371337656201285298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorTI8aOjrI/AAAAAAAAAP8/CGsobc-KlpU/s400/Easton+-+Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Adorable Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorSwWOhk9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/DRXMdSq_M1E/s1600-h/Easton+-+Hostesses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371337233634792402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorSwWOhk9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/DRXMdSq_M1E/s400/Easton+-+Hostesses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Hostesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorSnPpDZtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/T83-Pji0Bhc/s1600-h/Easton+-+my+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371337077248190162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorSnPpDZtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/T83-Pji0Bhc/s400/Easton+-+my+mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and My Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorSgK203LI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3Gtoq0gkUQ8/s1600-h/Easton+-+grandmothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371336955704695986" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorSgK203LI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3Gtoq0gkUQ8/s400/Easton+-+grandmothers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Proud Grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorSXVYDpZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OFwyb9oTofQ/s1600-h/Easton+-+Amanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371336803909608850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorSXVYDpZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OFwyb9oTofQ/s400/Easton+-+Amanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easton's Aunt Amanda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Easton's Shutterfly Link is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eastonfields09.shutterfly.com/"&gt;http://eastonfields09.shutterfly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a side note, our dog Sage definitely knows what is going on. She has been sooo sad lately. She keeps sniffing my belly and when we got home on Saturday she didn’t like the fact we were bringing in all the gifts. When we started putting things together, she went in the other room and would not even look at us. She is my ultra sensitive dog that gets jealous very easily. She is very much a “mamma’s girl” and she is definitely having a hard time adjusting and Easton hasn’t even gotten here yet! Poor Sage…this is going to be hard for her. However, she is also very “motherly” and I am hoping she will bond with Easton. It will just be a matter of time. Grace on the other hand just thinks all these new toys are for her. She came walking in the other day carrying one of the bows from the gift wanting us to play fetch with her. I doubt she even notices Easton when he gets here…she tends to be happy in her own little world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorWEh0V3sI/AAAAAAAAAQE/S2KpGgRcbb0/s1600-h/Sage+and+Nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371340878878465730" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorWEh0V3sI/AAAAAAAAAQE/S2KpGgRcbb0/s400/Sage+and+Nicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sage - I promise I will still love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-8638441094859564758?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/8638441094859564758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=8638441094859564758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8638441094859564758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8638441094859564758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/08/eastons-baby-shower.html' title='Easton&apos;s Baby Shower'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SorTI8aOjrI/AAAAAAAAAP8/CGsobc-KlpU/s72-c/Easton+-+Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-896834822591136673</id><published>2009-08-12T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:33:06.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>George Strait Concert</title><content type='html'>This past weekend Chris and I made a trip down to Houston to go see the George Strait concert with some good friends of ours. We both took off on Friday and got up early to drive down. We got there around lunch time and had a relaxing afternoon with Chris’s mom while we waited for Chris’s dad to get off work. That night we went to Babins (my favorite – I love their crab cakes). Then on Saturday we had a fun pool day before getting ready and heading out to the concert. We had a great time at the concert, although I can tell I am getting old. There were so many DRUNK people!!! I don’t know if it is my age or the fact that I am prego, but I just couldn’t handle it. My favorite drunk person was a lady that came up to me when I was waiting in line for the restroom that told me how she had 3 kids and it sucked being a mom and how sorry she was that I was pregnant….all I have to say is I am glad I am not her kid – what a HORRIBLE thing to say. Anyway, then there was the SCREECHING girls behind us…they yelled through the entire concert. By the end of the night I couldn’t even hear the music my ears were ringing. I seriously think they were having a contest on who could be the most annoying. And it wasn’t just me…it was the entire group that felt this way. I know that a concert is loud and I don’t mind the occasional scream at the appropriate time…but they literally “nail on a chalkboard” screamed the entire time!!! At one point I turned to Chris and said that I wish they would shut up. I guess I said it too loud (at this point I couldn’t even hear myself so I had no way of knowing) because they overheard and started talking sh*t to me trying to pick a fight. SERIOUSLY???? Chris got really ticked and wanted to say something, but we decided it was best to just let it go. It was quite funny now looking back on it. Other than that, the concert was a blast. It was fun seeing our friends and listening to the concert. Here are some pictures of our night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLUo8SONGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gLy8xL6SDhk/s1600-h/george+strait+-+Chris+and+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369087505621464162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLUo8SONGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gLy8xL6SDhk/s400/george+strait+-+Chris+and+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chris and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLUfFoNVZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zNPqHzaVh-k/s1600-h/George+Strait+-+Kaitlyn,+Brice+and+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369087336330909074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLUfFoNVZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zNPqHzaVh-k/s400/George+Strait+-+Kaitlyn,+Brice+and+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kaitlyn, Brice and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLUZLDLQvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ToUATBkewoY/s1600-h/George+Strait+-+all+the+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369087234706981618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLUZLDLQvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ToUATBkewoY/s400/George+Strait+-+all+the+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the girls ( Me, Rachel, Kaitlyn and Brice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLUSZTBeKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lARdu5mZcNk/s1600-h/George+Strait+-+The+guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369087118272460962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLUSZTBeKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lARdu5mZcNk/s400/George+Strait+-+The+guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the guys (Grant, Larry, Tommy and Chris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLULVajtDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/u2lElQjkX-g/s1600-h/George+Strait+-+Tommy+and+Chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369086996971238450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLULVajtDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/u2lElQjkX-g/s400/George+Strait+-+Tommy+and+Chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tommy and Chris at the concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On another note, I had my GD test done. It was the initial screen test so hopefully I will pass and won’t need to go back for the yucky 3 hour test. After my GD test I had my 29 week Dr. Appt. Everything looked good and Easton’s Heart Rate was 130. My doctor talked to me a little about cord banking…any thoughts on that out there? I guess Chris and I will need to sit down and talk about it – but any input would be greatly appreciated. I never know if it is something really important or if doctors just build it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to this weekend…it is my shower!!! YEAH! I have a lot of dear friends hosting a shower for me and I am so excited to see all my guests. Chris’s parents are coming up tomorrow so I decided to take off tomorrow and Friday and make it a long weekend. I desperately need some me time right now. So tomorrow I will run some much needed errands, have lunch with one of my besties and relax. YEAH! I will update next week on my shower. Until then, I hope everyone is having a good week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/4743607897850519472-896834822591136673?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/896834822591136673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=896834822591136673' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/896834822591136673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/896834822591136673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-past-weekend-chris-and-i-made-trip.html' title='George Strait Concert'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SoLUo8SONGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gLy8xL6SDhk/s72-c/george+strait+-+Chris+and+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5531770240871740918</id><published>2009-08-06T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:12:26.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2 Pregos</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday night we went out with one of Chris’s childhood friends (Todd) and his wife (Emily). Chris has known Todd since they were little since they grew up in the same neighborhood in Houston. Emily and I have been chatting a lot lately because our due dates are only 1 day a part. It has been fun to share our experiences and compare symptoms. They are having a little girl, Haley. It was so funny going out all together. You would have thought we were part of a circus act or something the way everyone was staring at us. We heard whispers like…”ahhh, look…two mommies!” It was actually quite comical but I guess it was just funny since our guts were about the same size….Anyway; here are some pictures from the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SnrvPuinRdI/AAAAAAAAAOc/amwn1Ftrir8/s1600-h/Me+and+Emily+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366864959435654610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SnrvPuinRdI/AAAAAAAAAOc/amwn1Ftrir8/s400/Me+and+Emily+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SnrvJpF6XBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NF4Qzqk6wiw/s1600-h/Me+and+Emily+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366864854893878290" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SnrvJpF6XBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NF4Qzqk6wiw/s400/Me+and+Emily+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the guys had to get a pose with their guts too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SnrvVUX7HCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VoGSefzIwZQ/s1600-h/Chris+and+Todd+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366865055490710562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SnrvVUX7HCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VoGSefzIwZQ/s400/Chris+and+Todd+2.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/4743607897850519472-5531770240871740918?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5531770240871740918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5531770240871740918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5531770240871740918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5531770240871740918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-pregos.html' title='The 2 Pregos'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SnrvPuinRdI/AAAAAAAAAOc/amwn1Ftrir8/s72-c/Me+and+Emily+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-980998746355031587</id><published>2009-07-30T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:22:29.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>27 week appt - WOW that is a BIG baby!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my 27 week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;. Everything went great and we have a healthy little boy from what we know so far. He is head down sitting right on my bladder with his legs up in my ribs. I guess that explains why a restroom trip is in order practically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I stand up. It is actually quite comical at times. Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; (yep his name is officially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; ---middle name is still in the works) is 2.5 lbs right now and 15 inches long. They definitely made a comment on how big AND long he is. I am wondering if that means he is going to be tall…after all Chris is 6’ and his dad is 6’2 which is pretty tall to me. My doctor also made a comment on how she will want to monitor me closely at the end since he is so big. Makes me wonder if they will want to take him early...any moms out there with experience in the big baby department...let me know your thoughts. My next appt. is in 2 weeks and I have the fun GD test then too. I start going every 2 weeks now until 36 weeks. Time is really going by fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I am still feeling pretty good. The heart burn is definitely stepping it up, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t nearly as bad as the morning sickness. I just keep my big thing of tums next to my bed at night and usually once I fall asleep, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t bother me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately I am down to my last big project on my plate right now at work which is due next Friday. So I can actually breath a little easier right now knowing my work load is a little more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;manageable&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully I can get back to blogging and not be so out of the loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some fun weekends planned coming up so hopefully I will get some pictures and have some more blogging material. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t blog about last weekend, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t have been very interesting….well unless you think that Chris helping my dad build a closet and picking out new bedding for our master bedroom is fun to read about. I on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;other hand&lt;/span&gt; decided to spare you the details. Well I hope all is well with my friends out there. Miss you all that I haven’t seen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to post a belly picture soon as I am definitely getting a big gut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-980998746355031587?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/980998746355031587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=980998746355031587' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/980998746355031587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/980998746355031587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/07/27-week-appt-wow-that-is-big-baby.html' title='27 week appt - WOW that is a BIG baby!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-9140618776596535711</id><published>2009-07-20T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:56:50.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't updated in a while...things have just been so busy lately.  Last week I was at a sales meeting and when I got back I had a ton of work that came in that is all due in the next few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to do a catch up post soon.  I will definitely (at the latest) post next week after our appt. on the 29th.  We get to do another ultrasound and then that night we have our childbirth class. I should have some updates then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pregnancy is really starting to fly by! I am almost to the 3rd trimester...I can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I hope everyone is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-9140618776596535711?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/9140618776596535711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=9140618776596535711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/9140618776596535711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/9140618776596535711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-3291728739748370867</id><published>2009-07-02T12:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:28:56.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baylor Girls Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkztgG5bA5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/iscGqg27dGw/s1600-h/Jennie%27s+Visit"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353915192899732370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkztgG5bA5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/iscGqg27dGw/s320/Jennie%27s+Visit" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(from bottom left around the table: Tara, Jules, Jaime, Erin W, Jennie, Shannon, Avery, Erin B, Me and Mel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tuesday night I had a fun girls night with my besties from Baylor. Jennie was in town with sweet Avery who I had never had the chance to meet before. Shannon surprised everyone by coming up from Austin to see everyone. It was such a fun night catching up and reminiscing. I wish we could all do this more often. Love you girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-3291728739748370867?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/3291728739748370867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=3291728739748370867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3291728739748370867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3291728739748370867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/07/baylor-girls-night-out.html' title='Baylor Girls Night Out'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkztgG5bA5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/iscGqg27dGw/s72-c/Jennie%27s+Visit' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-3342961635251297636</id><published>2009-06-30T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:47:53.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Week update</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to give a quick update. I had my 23 week appointment yesterday. Everything looked good. It was my biggest weight gain so far in between appointments. Usually I had just gained either 1 or 2 lbs…this time I gained 6 pounds. I have to say though, I have seen a significant change in the belly bump over the past week or so. I have gone from looking like I just ate a big meal to really pregnant. Even today when I went to pick up some lunch, the lady asked me…what are you having. I almost said I just told you…I just placed my order…but then I realized and responded…oh, I am having a boy. I guess I will have to get use to this. It is nice having people comment on you being pregnant. It is reassuring that you are finally out of that awkward phase and actually look like you have a belly for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the appointment was pretty quick…all the measurement/urine/etc fun stuff. When they went to listen to his heart we and got our laughs. The doctor had the hardest time hearing the heart because every time she put the doppler to my belly he would kick it. It was like he was trying to tell us to get that thing out of here! You could literally see my belly jump. We had lots of laughs but she was finally able to get the heart rate which was around 150. I think this little guy is going to know what he wants in life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next appointment in 4 weeks I will get another Ultrasound and I think about a week after that I have to go in and do the gestational diabetes test. Then I will start going in every 2 weeks. I can’t believe how fast all of this is going. The first trimester went so slow when I felt so bad, but now that I feel good it is just flying by. And we have been so busy. This past weekend we helped my parents start moving. Tonight they will be officially in their new house full time. Then this weekend we have some good friends coming in town to stay with us for the 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope everyone has a great long holiday weekend with lots of fireworks! Happy 4th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-3342961635251297636?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/3342961635251297636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=3342961635251297636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3342961635251297636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3342961635251297636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/06/23-week-update.html' title='23 Week update'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-1745171577095625657</id><published>2009-06-25T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:24:49.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week at the Field's house!!!</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a very busy week at our house. The week started out celebrating Chris's birthday with my family. We all went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Carabas&lt;/span&gt;(one of our favorites) for dinner. I LOVE their house salad with the yummy creamy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Parmesan&lt;/span&gt; dressing AND all their cheese is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pasteurized&lt;/span&gt; which makes it nice for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pregos&lt;/span&gt; out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdp4bPNuI/AAAAAAAAANo/g4x3NPHUt_s/s1600-h/Chris%27s+bday+dinner+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351294125093107426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdp4bPNuI/AAAAAAAAANo/g4x3NPHUt_s/s320/Chris%27s+bday+dinner+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdjxzJSAI/AAAAAAAAANg/XCMA6UjLFnY/s1600-h/Chris+bday+dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris and Me at Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdeCL0-vI/AAAAAAAAANY/B9RaNsD6qws/s1600-h/Chris+bday+dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351293921554397938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdeCL0-vI/AAAAAAAAANY/B9RaNsD6qws/s320/Chris+bday+dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday one of my best friends from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; was in town with her husband who Chris gets along with really well. So we always have fun hanging out with them. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Benihanas&lt;/span&gt; for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hibachi&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YMMMM&lt;/span&gt;. We had a great time and had LOTS of laughs. We ended up closing the place down. I think the valet was a ready for us to get out of there so they could go home because the car was just waiting on us. HA! I don't get to see Amber very much though so I had to take full advantage! Amber, if you are reading this, thanks for the fun night out and can't wait to do it again soon. Still praying for you two to move back to BIG D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdYoc3zTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/LAtUW7VtQUk/s1600-h/Benihanas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351293828747218226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdYoc3zTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/LAtUW7VtQUk/s320/Benihanas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Fathers Day we always have a tradition of Pinatas and Horse Races. I know it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; a random tradition and not really sure how it all started. But it is a tradition none the less and we always have a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdAAWUUCI/AAAAAAAAANA/ewJT-EQjaXI/s1600-h/Pinata+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351293405665447970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdAAWUUCI/AAAAAAAAANA/ewJT-EQjaXI/s320/Pinata+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my dad getting ready to hit his pinata that was a $100 bill. I found it appropriate since he is a finance guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcy4fZ4SI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JkCfxkbGais/s1600-h/Pinata+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351293180217778466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcy4fZ4SI/AAAAAAAAAM4/JkCfxkbGais/s320/Pinata+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcmvLtXqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gdhIl5_69XI/s1600-h/Pinata+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351292971560820386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcmvLtXqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gdhIl5_69XI/s320/Pinata+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris picked out his own pinata...he picked a guitar. I have no idea why as I don't think he has ever played a guitar in his life, but he like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcff1LOuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/vS4J5TtteJU/s1600-h/Chris+and+Me+Pinata+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351292847180692194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcff1LOuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/vS4J5TtteJU/s320/Chris+and+Me+Pinata+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take him long to knock it down. He even did it left handed. That is my little baseball player for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went on to the Horse Races. Can we say HOT!! Being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Prego&lt;/span&gt; makes the heat so much more miserable. I still had fun, but definitely did a lot more sitting in the shade and drank TONS of water. We laughed a lot at my mom, she kept winning but the payoff would only be like 20 cents. She kept betting on the horses with the low odds. We had a lot of laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcZvdXSNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/INkWQn7j-FQ/s1600-h/Horse+Races+-+Chris+and+me+Tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351292748296571090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcZvdXSNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/INkWQn7j-FQ/s320/Horse+Races+-+Chris+and+me+Tired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I towards the end...we were DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcPt9nHdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/gIyqYumWEtE/s1600-h/Horse+Races+-+Chris+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351292576096263634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOcPt9nHdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/gIyqYumWEtE/s320/Horse+Races+-+Chris+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend I also got to meet my good friend Tara's little boy, Lincoln(look at all the hair!).  I am sure there will be many playdates with our boys in the near future!  Can't wait.  Lincoln was such a sweetheart.  He just slept on me and it was such a good feeling.  Definitely got my baby fix in!  Thanks Tara for posting the pic so I could steal it off your blog. :) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOj68sn6bI/AAAAAAAAANw/_ACwIL4LttE/s1600-h/Lincoln"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351301015367313842" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOj68sn6bI/AAAAAAAAANw/_ACwIL4LttE/s320/Lincoln" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the baby front...a quick update. I am 22 weeks this week. Things are going great. Feeling good and at that perfect stage of being past the morning sickness phase and not quite big enough to be uncomfortable. I finally LOOK pregnant for the random people that don't know me. Last week I had the first stranger make a comment about me being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;. It was a great feeling to know that people can tell I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; and not just some chick with a beer gut. This little guy is very active. KICKS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;. He even wakes me up in the middle of the night. Chris got to feel his first kick a few weeks ago and my mom felt him on Fathers Day. Baby Fields Definitely likes to punch and kick. I think Chris is hoping that is a good sign. He keeps saying that it is his pitching arm. Ha! Well I have my next Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; on Monday...it should be a short one. Not sure if I will have any updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend we will be helping my parents move into their new house. Finally after 2 years of looking, they finally bought a house. I am excited to use their pool and their media room. YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Chris and I also went last weekend and ordered all our baby furniture and bedding! Yeah for making some progress. I will post about that later and include some pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone is having a great week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-1745171577095625657?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/1745171577095625657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=1745171577095625657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1745171577095625657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1745171577095625657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-week-at-fields-house.html' title='Busy week at the Field&apos;s house!!!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SkOdp4bPNuI/AAAAAAAAANo/g4x3NPHUt_s/s72-c/Chris%27s+bday+dinner+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5746746323405128397</id><published>2009-06-16T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:50:56.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Chris2fer!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Chris's birthday and I just wanted to dedicate a post to his 28 years so far.  I hope you had a great birthday and I love you so much! Sorry it is a day late, my computer was acting up yesterday and it wouldn't let me post.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjerP1rbhnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4vY6b1fvCCQ/s1600-h/Chris+-+baby+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931371121378930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjerP1rbhnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4vY6b1fvCCQ/s320/Chris+-+baby+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjerTVcJ9KI/AAAAAAAAALY/LvqefFzdz1o/s1600-h/Chris+baby+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931431186855074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjerTVcJ9KI/AAAAAAAAALY/LvqefFzdz1o/s320/Chris+baby+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjercIZJbVI/AAAAAAAAALg/_tRYfONmJZ4/s1600-h/Chris+baby+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931582303399250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjercIZJbVI/AAAAAAAAALg/_tRYfONmJZ4/s320/Chris+baby+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjerlSIcjYI/AAAAAAAAALo/mql4CgXuFQ8/s1600-h/Chris+baby+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931739536526722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjerlSIcjYI/AAAAAAAAALo/mql4CgXuFQ8/s320/Chris+baby+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjerwVR0wPI/AAAAAAAAALw/vqy_RDxHmBE/s1600-h/Chris+baby+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931929359728882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjerwVR0wPI/AAAAAAAAALw/vqy_RDxHmBE/s320/Chris+baby+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347936668844910706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjewENPJaHI/AAAAAAAAAL4/cXeSnICyzow/s320/Chris+baby+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjewPMslr4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Kd5BZqeCmvQ/s1600-h/Chris+baby+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347936857678524290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjewPMslr4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Kd5BZqeCmvQ/s320/Chris+baby+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sjewg8XTVOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ijguhG3C3Vw/s1600-h/Chris+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347937162531919074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sjewg8XTVOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ijguhG3C3Vw/s320/Chris+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-5746746323405128397?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5746746323405128397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5746746323405128397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5746746323405128397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5746746323405128397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-chris2fer.html' title='Happy Birthday Chris2fer!!!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjerP1rbhnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4vY6b1fvCCQ/s72-c/Chris+-+baby+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6427790977179279961</id><published>2009-06-12T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:21:09.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow the Yellow Brick Road</title><content type='html'>With the storms this week, I couldn't help but think of last March when a big storm hit our neighborhood. We are pretty convinced that it was a tornado, although I don't know if it was ever confirmed. Our neighborhood did get some publicity though...CNN came out! Anyway, Our house was very fortunate because all the damage we got was a broken window where some one's fence hit it. Others weren't so fortunate. Some of our neighbors lost their entire chimneys...and some lost their entire roofs. Our neighbors across the street had water streaming in through their lights in their ceilings. Here are some pictures of March 08....although I think the pictures don't do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky right after the storm...and our street light that busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKnA2U7kkI/AAAAAAAAALI/kkt8hZI44TU/s1600-h/Storm+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346519340667343426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKnA2U7kkI/AAAAAAAAALI/kkt8hZI44TU/s320/Storm+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remains of the fence that broke our window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKm8mitqNI/AAAAAAAAALA/S8HmE3H6ByU/s1600-h/Storm+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346519267710707922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKm8mitqNI/AAAAAAAAALA/S8HmE3H6ByU/s320/Storm+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only damage...we were VERY lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKm320p-kI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZaWQxgRpLtU/s1600-h/Storm+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346519186181585474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKm320p-kI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZaWQxgRpLtU/s320/Storm+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one's trampoline...who knows where it came from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmyiyuKXI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JkaN5tenvck/s1600-h/Storm+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346519094905416050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmyiyuKXI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JkaN5tenvck/s320/Storm+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor trees. And that tree isn't theirs, it came from about 5 houses down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmsTINFLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/eHMYVTSo05o/s1600-h/Storm+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346518987621340338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmsTINFLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/eHMYVTSo05o/s320/Storm+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These poor people got a lot of damage although you can't see it all. Their air conditioners were ripped out and turned upside down. They lost most of their windows and a panel of some one's fence ended up landing on the master bed. Luckily no one was in it...they were upstairs getting their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmn_l15-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/v9hnPPWAtzg/s1600-h/Storm+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346518913657464802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmn_l15-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/v9hnPPWAtzg/s320/Storm+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of people lost their fences....which in a way was nice, because after the storm everyone got really nice new fences and our neighborhood looked nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmipj4C5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/k-XuB3PA5DQ/s1600-h/Storm+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346518821844290450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmipj4C5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/k-XuB3PA5DQ/s320/Storm+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmdxSvf_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zMm0mLlpPK0/s1600-h/Storm+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346518738020564978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmdxSvf_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zMm0mLlpPK0/s320/Storm+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our park lost lots of trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmYxSW-7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/4SgX3DD0tqY/s1600-h/Storm+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346518652119612338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmYxSW-7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/4SgX3DD0tqY/s320/Storm+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people lost their roofs and garage doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmTA7as9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/KtDKzi_Uvs0/s1600-h/Storm+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346518553239139282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmTA7as9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/KtDKzi_Uvs0/s320/Storm+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmO5KIgHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0eZtsGX30zg/s1600-h/Storm+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346518482433900658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKmO5KIgHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0eZtsGX30zg/s320/Storm+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone made it through the bad weather this week...and there wasn't too much damage. We were in Lewisville when the sirens went off...we went to Canes for shelter and they ended up locking the doors and clearing out their storage room so we could all get in there if we needed too. Their was even a lady in there with her cat....made me laugh because I am sure it was against code...ha. Anyway I heard a tornado touched down just a few miles from us, but luckily no damage to report on our end. Hope everyone has a good weekend and lots of sunny weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-6427790977179279961?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6427790977179279961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6427790977179279961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6427790977179279961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6427790977179279961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/06/follow-yellow-brick-road.html' title='Follow the Yellow Brick Road'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjKnA2U7kkI/AAAAAAAAALI/kkt8hZI44TU/s72-c/Storm+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4907628035289385690</id><published>2009-06-11T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:09:15.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiffany and Kyle's Wedding in Houston</title><content type='html'>This past weekend Chris and I went to Houston for our friend's (Kyle and Tiffany) wedding. Chris went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; with both of them. This weekend was really nice for Chris because it was basically like a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; reunion for him. All of his old baseball buddies were there. We left last Thursday and got back Sunday night. The entire weekend was pretty busy. Friday Morning Chris got up early to play golf with the rest of the guys in the wedding party. Then that night we went to the rehearsal dinner at Cadillac Bar. Saturday we went to the wedding at Trinity &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lutheran&lt;/span&gt; and then the reception at the Aquarium. It was a beautiful wedding. If I got married in Houston, I would have loved to have my reception at the Aquarium. It was absolutely beautiful and Tiffany and her parents threw a great party! Too bad my feet were killing me which took a little fun out of the dancing. But I kicked my shoes off and danced anyway. I was literally barefoot and pregnant! ha! Here are some pictures from Saturday at the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first got there, the entire wedding party got to ride up in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel. Here is a picture from the top of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel of some of the other guests on the balcony getting some cocktails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExgXmjD2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DKmcjacC_58/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+view+of+guests+from+ferris+wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346108664826761058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExgXmjD2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DKmcjacC_58/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+view+of+guests+from+ferris+wheel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of the guys being goofy taking pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExRaZ6L1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/aHBHrKDY7Bc/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+taking+pictures+of+eachother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346108407881019218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExRaZ6L1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/aHBHrKDY7Bc/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+taking+pictures+of+eachother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought this was a neat picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExMCOjIII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/c2D_TCDKo2I/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+Ferris+wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346108315491573890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExMCOjIII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/c2D_TCDKo2I/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+Ferris+wheel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; of Chris and Me on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExFTvRtqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/CAso_NBPlvU/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+me+in+ferris+wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346108199933163170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExFTvRtqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/CAso_NBPlvU/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+me+in+ferris+wheel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here Chris and the other wedding party are getting introduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExbkyGugI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Z3BHUYymMQ4/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+wedding+party+getting+introduced.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346108582465550850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExbkyGugI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Z3BHUYymMQ4/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+wedding+party+getting+introduced.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExWxIPgnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hkPLK5VicSE/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+wedding+party+getting+introduced2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346108499880280690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExWxIPgnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hkPLK5VicSE/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+wedding+party+getting+introduced2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and his mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEw-4kucRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jYv9d666xm8/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+his+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346108089561936146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEw-4kucRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jYv9d666xm8/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+his+mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and his Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEw5eOktbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/CbmfPSd65Zo/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+his+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346107996590355890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEw5eOktbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/CbmfPSd65Zo/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+his+dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of Chris and Me during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEw0uQHttI/AAAAAAAAAIw/PhvGGjjRYyw/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+me+on+balcony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346107914992465618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEw0uQHttI/AAAAAAAAAIw/PhvGGjjRYyw/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+me+on+balcony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEwwHkCv8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Tuza_vzdLzc/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+me+at+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346107835887566786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEwwHkCv8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Tuza_vzdLzc/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+me+at+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEwqibksVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uK9FXxnC8CE/s1600-h/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346107740020584786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEwqibksVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uK9FXxnC8CE/s320/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+chris+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a great weekend....Tiffany and Kyle seem very happy and are probably having a blast right now in Jamaica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-4907628035289385690?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4907628035289385690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4907628035289385690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4907628035289385690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4907628035289385690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/06/tiffany-and-kyles-wedding-in-houston.html' title='Tiffany and Kyle&apos;s Wedding in Houston'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjExgXmjD2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DKmcjacC_58/s72-c/Tiff+and+Kyles+wedding+-+view+of+guests+from+ferris+wheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4840759191680734095</id><published>2009-05-29T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:29:33.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Fields is a.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;below are some pictures from our sonogram. Sorry they aren't the best quality, they are a picture of the picture.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEiPNU_aYI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DqXTP19YGUU/s1600-h/Sonogram+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346091877336574338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEiPNU_aYI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DqXTP19YGUU/s320/Sonogram+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby fields profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEiLWX2rdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-C3g5zqPJG0/s1600-h/Sonogram+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346091811045027282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEiLWX2rdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-C3g5zqPJG0/s320/Sonogram+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby Fields Waving &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-4840759191680734095?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4840759191680734095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4840759191680734095' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4840759191680734095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4840759191680734095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-fields-is.html' title='Baby Fields is a.....'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SjEiPNU_aYI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DqXTP19YGUU/s72-c/Sonogram+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5718737185044562086</id><published>2009-05-28T13:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:46:27.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend at the Farm</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we went to Chris's family farm for Memorial Day weekend. His farm is in the middle of nowhere in Columbia, LA. This was his mom's father's house when he was alive. I like going there to visit because it literally makes you feel so far from everything. Growing up in a big city, I never had the chance to experience a slower pace lifestyle..so it is good to get away now and then and relax. But I couldn't ever live there....need my city conveniences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7hIfXtgpI/AAAAAAAAAII/cuozJ9fdD5w/s1600-h/Fram+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340953744084140690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7hIfXtgpI/AAAAAAAAAII/cuozJ9fdD5w/s320/Fram+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7hETbH_AI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uLq9i7xH9Qg/s1600-h/Chris+and+the+girls+by+the+barn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340953672157756418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7hETbH_AI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uLq9i7xH9Qg/s320/Chris+and+the+girls+by+the+barn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7g_m81zxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mZln4wHeTtk/s1600-h/Chris+and+dogs+on+porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340953591500099346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7g_m81zxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mZln4wHeTtk/s320/Chris+and+dogs+on+porch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we left Friday morning and headed down to the farm. Our trip didn't get off to the best start. As you can see from the picture below someone forgot to close down a few lanes after construction and we ended up with sticky oil and tar all over our car. It took days to get it all off because every time we drove more would come off the tires and onto the paint. Fortunately this was the only headache of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Y6DJJGlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wbxiRT8wKVw/s1600-h/Chris+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944699895650898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Y6DJJGlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wbxiRT8wKVw/s320/Chris+car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we got there, Sage wanted to ride the mule...and no not the animal but this golfcart looking vehicle. She loves riding on it and gets so excited that if you just walk towards it she jumps on and wants you to take her for a ride. In the back you will notice the cottage that Chris and his dad are building. Things have been sooo busy so it has been a long project...hopefully they will finish it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Y0XkdxLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ybsS4wHdwSU/s1600-h/Sage+on+the+Mule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944602299745458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Y0XkdxLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ybsS4wHdwSU/s320/Sage+on+the+Mule.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only on a farm do you have neighbors that have pet donkeys. This is Mason and Star.....and soon Star will be having Mason's baby. She has been in heat and lets just say you can learn a lot about the birds and bees from these two little donkeys. As you can see, the dogs made friends with them. Grace even decided to go under the barbwire fence and play. Greg, our neighbor who owns the donkeys told us that wasn't a very good idea. Did you know that a Donkey will kill a dog in their pen? People actually get donkeys to kill Coyotes. They will stomp them to death. Something you only learn on a farm. We had to watch Grace the rest of the trip pretty closely..she wanted to play with them. Grace loves all animals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Yv3nMgyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/me8cGX9SMWY/s1600-h/Donkeys+and+dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944525001786146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Yv3nMgyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/me8cGX9SMWY/s320/Donkeys+and+dogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YsQ7ZzJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bCjON2vkS3s/s1600-h/Donkey+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944463077952658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YsQ7ZzJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bCjON2vkS3s/s320/Donkey+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YoCGNykI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oSNcUx_owKg/s1600-h/Donkey+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944390377294402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YoCGNykI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oSNcUx_owKg/s320/Donkey+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dogs just LOVE the farm....they will run for hours....look how happy Sage is. They had just finished running through the woods and swimming in the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YkIf8qAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MtoK3Ka2CfI/s1600-h/Sage+Dirty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944323376359426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YkIf8qAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MtoK3Ka2CfI/s320/Sage+Dirty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Yf574JxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kTc1tyOfkLA/s1600-h/Grace+-+Dirty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944250747496210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Yf574JxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kTc1tyOfkLA/s320/Grace+-+Dirty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace was tired...she just wanted her belly rubbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YZiTXCeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_Lp7jryNeNU/s1600-h/Grace+and+me+at+the+farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944141324323298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YZiTXCeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_Lp7jryNeNU/s320/Grace+and+me+at+the+farm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another picture of the cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YTMqzFCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Skv0ztZJrP4/s1600-h/Cottage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944032437834786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YTMqzFCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Skv0ztZJrP4/s320/Cottage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year a tornado went through the woods and destroyed some trees. Look at what it did to the 120 year old oak tree. Looks neat but kind of sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7X5x0tH1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/_vLqhaceEac/s1600-h/Tree+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340943595734900562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7X5x0tH1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/_vLqhaceEac/s320/Tree+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7X0ncAXDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0aagBPl2s6I/s1600-h/tree+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340943507047603250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7X0ncAXDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0aagBPl2s6I/s320/tree+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7XuQbFhgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xlBmH6RWs8k/s1600-h/Tree+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340943397790516738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7XuQbFhgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xlBmH6RWs8k/s320/Tree+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris and I climbed up on the tree to get a better view. The dogs wanted up with us so bad. Grace actually tried to jump 7 feet up on the tree...only her front paws hit and she fell. Not too bright...but she was ok. Sage actually walked up it like a balance beam. Our dogs are crazy...no fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YAlkrJhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6aYskbsDgFQ/s1600-h/Me+in+the+woods+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340943712705521170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7YAlkrJhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6aYskbsDgFQ/s320/Me+in+the+woods+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Xnb9CuSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kMSsjdNbZQg/s1600-h/Me+in+the+woods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340943280626645282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7Xnb9CuSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kMSsjdNbZQg/s320/Me+in+the+woods.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday we went to the Locks and Dam on the Ouachita River. It is the big attraction of Columbia..hee hee. And of course before that we went to Johnny's Pizza. You can't go to the farm with out eating at Johnny's. Some of the best pizza ever! And I promise my gutt is all baby and not too much pizza...:) lets hope at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7XdOZWBmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uqCFUX2oQDk/s1600-h/Nicole+-+Locks+and+Dam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340943105188562530" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7XdOZWBmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uqCFUX2oQDk/s320/Nicole+-+Locks+and+Dam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Chris being his normal self after drinking too much sweet tea. Way TOO much sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7W9_5Pv5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/c9ygePxhrYE/s1600-h/Chris+-+locks+and+Dam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340942568719892370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7W9_5Pv5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/c9ygePxhrYE/s320/Chris+-+locks+and+Dam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice relaxing trip and I hope everyone else had a good LONG weekend too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try and post tomorrow or sometime this weekend to share what we find out tomorrow. Hopefully little nugget Fields will cooperate and we will find out if we will be having a mini Chris or mini Nicole. Stay tuned......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-5718737185044562086?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5718737185044562086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5718737185044562086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5718737185044562086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5718737185044562086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend-at-farm.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend at the Farm'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sh7hIfXtgpI/AAAAAAAAAII/cuozJ9fdD5w/s72-c/Fram+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-8838892496430674626</id><published>2009-05-20T11:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:17:10.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mel and Rachel's BIG 3-0 Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was Mel and Rachel’s big 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party.  It was so much fun!!!  We all went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Crescent&lt;/span&gt; and hung out on Saturday and then went to The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Palomino&lt;/span&gt; Restaurant that night for dinner.  After dinner, Rachel and Mel opened gifts and some of the girls stayed the night.  I was a party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pooper&lt;/span&gt; and went home after the gift opening, because lets face it…it was already past my bed time.  I think when you are pregnant you get on the baby’s schedule instead of your own.  Although, I have been getting better lately having more 10:00 nights all the time!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/span&gt;!  Anyway, it was a great time and I was so happy to be able to celebrate with 2 of my favorite girls and so many of my best friends.  Love you all.  Also it was great to see you out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;towners&lt;/span&gt;,Natalie, Rachel, Sally.  And Rachel - I am so proud of you for being such a trooper coming all the way here from Austin 38 weeks prego!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note….a reminder that we will be finding out 1 week from Friday (also Mel’s true 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;) what the little nugget will be.   So if you haven’t voted yet on what you think it will be….get to it!! I can’t wait to be able to identify more with this little person that is going to be such a big part of our life in 4 to 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the fun weekend.  Love time with my girls!  Again…Happy birthday Mel and Rachel.  Love you both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/ShQr8YLvqNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Qi58PZyUzN8/s1600-h/Big+Group+2-+Rachel+and+Mel%27s+Party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337939774624737490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/ShQr8YLvqNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Qi58PZyUzN8/s320/Big+Group+2-+Rachel+and+Mel%27s+Party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/ShQr4_oje2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ftj6fgiYmn4/s1600-h/Jaime+and+Nicole+-+Mel+and+Rachel%27s+Party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337939716495080290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/ShQr4_oje2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ftj6fgiYmn4/s320/Jaime+and+Nicole+-+Mel+and+Rachel%27s+Party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Me and Jaime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/ShQrzYxFxnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/1YsM6tSi1i0/s1600-h/Mel,+Rachel+and+Me+-+1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337939620162553458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/ShQrzYxFxnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/1YsM6tSi1i0/s320/Mel,+Rachel+and+Me+-+1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with the birthday girls, Mel and Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-8838892496430674626?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/8838892496430674626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=8838892496430674626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8838892496430674626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8838892496430674626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/05/mel-and-rachels-big-3-0-birthday-bash.html' title='Mel and Rachel&apos;s BIG 3-0 Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/ShQr8YLvqNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Qi58PZyUzN8/s72-c/Big+Group+2-+Rachel+and+Mel%27s+Party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-1479521201824017230</id><published>2009-05-14T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:53:15.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope all my Mom friends out there had a great Mothers Day this year.  Sunday we went to brunch at Blue Mesa with my parents and my brother and his wife, Amanda.  I always love Blue Mesa brunch.  Then afterwards we went to the taste of Addison and enjoyed the music and walked around the booths.  We had a great day.  Here are some pictures of the day’s festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxK15GaztI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GnuwWkfY43Y/s1600-h/Nathan+and+Amanda+-+Blue+Mesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721948248461010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxK15GaztI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GnuwWkfY43Y/s320/Nathan+and+Amanda+-+Blue+Mesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Nathan and Amanda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxKvKi4JUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5B7kGn9o4iQ/s1600-h/Mom+and+Dad+-+Blue+Mesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721832672142658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxKvKi4JUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5B7kGn9o4iQ/s320/Mom+and+Dad+-+Blue+Mesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxKcPYsZpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UjGHyJ0GrnU/s1600-h/Chris+and+Nicole+-+Blue+Mesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721507554092690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxKcPYsZpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UjGHyJ0GrnU/s320/Chris+and+Nicole+-+Blue+Mesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chris and Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxKX_c1lhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nE_QzWixQTg/s1600-h/Big+Group,+Blue+Mesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721434557027858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxKX_c1lhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nE_QzWixQTg/s320/Big+Group,+Blue+Mesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxLBrzEDAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kHVGv0xLWEQ/s1600-h/Taste+of+Addison,+Chris+and+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722150836046850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxLBrzEDAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kHVGv0xLWEQ/s320/Taste+of+Addison,+Chris+and+Dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste of Addison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxLaLjOzfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kfw3KGxNiJQ/s1600-h/Taste+of+Addison,+Mom+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722571676438002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxLaLjOzfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kfw3KGxNiJQ/s320/Taste+of+Addison,+Mom+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxK72NBegI/AAAAAAAAAEg/CX904ZElq_o/s1600-h/Taste+of+Addison+-+Chris+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722050550069762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxK72NBegI/AAAAAAAAAEg/CX904ZElq_o/s320/Taste+of+Addison+-+Chris+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-1479521201824017230?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/1479521201824017230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=1479521201824017230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1479521201824017230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1479521201824017230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgxK15GaztI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GnuwWkfY43Y/s72-c/Nathan+and+Amanda+-+Blue+Mesa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5925508257287188149</id><published>2009-05-07T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:37:51.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JDRF Gala</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday Chris and I went to the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation Gala and we had so much fun. Thanks to Jules and Jeremy for the invitation!!! It was fun spending it with so many of our closest friends. The night started out with a silent auction and then we had a yummy dinner and live auction that had some amazing items to give away including trips, a horse and the cutest Golden Retriever and Lab puppy…Chris didn’t agree with me that Sage and Grace needed another little sister.  The night wrapped up with KC and the Sunshine Band. I am so glad that I had the opportunity to learn more about the foundation and see so many people give so generously for such a great cause. Chris and I have so many friends that this disease personally affects, so it was very meaningful. Thanks again to the Harmans for the fun night! We appreciate it so much and can’t wait to hear about your trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgL-BBTVJNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QxApVyBZspk/s1600-h/JDRF+Gala+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333104202242925778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgL-BBTVJNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QxApVyBZspk/s320/JDRF+Gala+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgL95yjXH8I/AAAAAAAAADw/ypyIkdMIZi0/s1600-h/JDRF+Gala+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333104078024548290" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgL95yjXH8I/AAAAAAAAADw/ypyIkdMIZi0/s320/JDRF+Gala+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgL9Yr-25JI/AAAAAAAAADg/cL5MHRg4DmM/s1600-h/JDRF+Gala+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333103509325145234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgL9Yr-25JI/AAAAAAAAADg/cL5MHRg4DmM/s320/JDRF+Gala+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/4743607897850519472-5925508257287188149?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5925508257287188149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5925508257287188149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5925508257287188149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5925508257287188149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/05/jdrf-gala.html' title='JDRF Gala'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SgL-BBTVJNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QxApVyBZspk/s72-c/JDRF+Gala+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-4478740936899350297</id><published>2009-05-04T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:04:48.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sf8txas_KaI/AAAAAAAAADY/BleAvxvHR5c/s1600-h/Christmas+08+with+mom+and+grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332030810834807202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sf8txas_KaI/AAAAAAAAADY/BleAvxvHR5c/s320/Christmas+08+with+mom+and+grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to write a quick entry to ask for prayers for my grandma. She has Alzheimer’s and has always been pretty mild. Just repeating herself and forgetting where she put things or what she had for dinner,etc. Within the past week it seems like it has gotten worse. I talked to her on the phone Thursday and she kept talking like my grandpa (who passed away back in 02’) was still alive. Saying things like “I was telling Bob the other day that I had not heard from you in a while and we both said that we were anxious to see you…etc.” Then on Saturday night her assisted living called my mom because my grandma was all distraught because she thought she lost her 4 month old baby. She was banging on the other residents doors asking if they had her baby…she was all upset. My parents went out there and she seemed to get her barrings straight again. My mom said it really upset her that when she realized how confused she had been…saying she needed her doctor to get her something to help her. My heart just breaks for her as I know what a horrible feeling she must have had. I am so thankful she always knows who I am when I call or go out to see her and I am afraid those days are numbered. Just asking for prayers that things don’t keep progressing quickly and although she is 90 years old, I feel like she still has several years ahead of her and I don’t want her to have to live with such a horrible disease. Sorry this is kind of a depressing post..just want prayers. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-4478740936899350297?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4478740936899350297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=4478740936899350297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4478740936899350297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/4478740936899350297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-grandma.html' title='My Grandma'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sf8txas_KaI/AAAAAAAAADY/BleAvxvHR5c/s72-c/Christmas+08+with+mom+and+grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6023984676005560797</id><published>2009-05-01T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:53:18.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of 3 Pit Bulls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just thought I would share this quick story. Last night Chris took Sage and Grace on a walk with our neighbor, Tim, who also has a lab. They occasionally take the dogs down to this creek that runs between our neighborhood and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;golf course&lt;/span&gt;. This way they can let the dogs off their leash and let them run and swim. As they were walking back along the creek 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pit bulls&lt;/span&gt; broke through their fence and started attacking Grace. Chris fortunately had Sage and Grace's leashes in his hand and started hitting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pit bulls&lt;/span&gt; with them. Luckily that made them hunker down and run back to their yard. Fortunately Grace held her own and she came away without a scratch....just very scared I am sure. That could have been really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably what she wanted to do when she saw them coming at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SfsGh3ruRqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ndxf9EMNP0M/s1600-h/grace+Squinting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330861762875901602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SfsGh3ruRqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ndxf9EMNP0M/s320/grace+Squinting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from a time we took them to the creek after it snowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SfsLKW_gJfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/A1s--H34EU0/s1600-h/Playing+at+the+creek+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330866856521639410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SfsLKW_gJfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/A1s--H34EU0/s320/Playing+at+the+creek+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SfsKNeFO0-I/AAAAAAAAADA/EY25WEPFPt4/s1600-h/Playing+at+the+creek+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330865810452698082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SfsKNeFO0-I/AAAAAAAAADA/EY25WEPFPt4/s320/Playing+at+the+creek+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SfsKesSQJYI/AAAAAAAAADI/Kd6QiCprnfU/s1600-h/Playing+at+the+creek+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330866106323182978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SfsKesSQJYI/AAAAAAAAADI/Kd6QiCprnfU/s320/Playing+at+the+creek+4.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/4743607897850519472-6023984676005560797?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6023984676005560797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6023984676005560797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6023984676005560797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6023984676005560797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/05/attack-of-3-pitbulls.html' title='Attack of 3 Pit Bulls'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SfsGh3ruRqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ndxf9EMNP0M/s72-c/grace+Squinting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-9217165312597555367</id><published>2009-04-28T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:36:40.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Appt update</title><content type='html'>So this will be a quick post...nothing exciting...just more of a quick update.  We had our 14 week dr. appt. yesterday.  Everything looked good.  Gained 2 pounds since the last appt back in March.  I have no idea if that is on track or not.  My doctor said that everyone gains at different rates.  We heard the heart beat, what a neat feeling.  The heart rate was 157.  We go back on May 29th for our next appt.  We will get another sonogram and also find out if it is a boy or girl.  Can't wait for that!!! I am going to try to put up one of those voter buttons so you can vote if you think it is a boy or a girl.  Right now I have no clue.  My dad thinks girl....I think Chris thinks girl.  I really have no idea,  no gut feeling either way because it changes daily.  Can't wait to find out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-9217165312597555367?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/9217165312597555367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=9217165312597555367' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/9217165312597555367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/9217165312597555367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/04/dr-appt-update.html' title='Dr. Appt update'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-5746550449462324178</id><published>2009-04-22T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:13:03.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially in the 2nd trimester!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well I am officially in the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; trimester…YEAH! Now I am just waiting for the magical day to wake up and feel better. I thought I got that magical day on Sunday. I woke up feeling really good, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t need any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zofran&lt;/span&gt; and had a full day feeling good. On Monday it was a repeat of Sunday…I was starting to feel pretty confident that I was on the road to the “feeling good 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; trimester”…it is funny how right when you let your guard down..BOOM! Woke up yesterday feeling sicker than ever. So I guess I am not out of the woods yet. Oh well…hopefully soon. And it is COMPLETELY worth it!!! Other than that, everything is going well and I am looking forward to my next doctors appointment which is on Monday. I can’t wait to hear this little nugget’s heartbeat for the 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; move into our backyard this weekend. I thought this was a neat picture so I thought I would share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327549055189152834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Se9Bo54EdEI/AAAAAAAAACw/9c_0PTahKeo/s320/bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-5746550449462324178?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5746550449462324178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=5746550449462324178' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5746550449462324178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/5746550449462324178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/04/officially-in-2nd-trimester.html' title='Officially in the 2nd trimester!!!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Se9Bo54EdEI/AAAAAAAAACw/9c_0PTahKeo/s72-c/bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-1776628800452023028</id><published>2009-04-15T11:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:16:15.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYVLSl9LvI/AAAAAAAAACo/3DJbA2iTsUo/s1600-h/Easter+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324966893125971698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYVLSl9LvI/AAAAAAAAACo/3DJbA2iTsUo/s320/Easter+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This past Sunday we celebrated Easter at our house. Easter is one of my favourite holidays and I feel that it is the most important holiday of them all. One of our fun family traditions is our big annual egg hunt. Since we don’t have any little ones in our family (YET), we have an adult version. Every person is in charge of bringing about 10 fun prizes. Some things are funny, some are nice, and some of the prizes are money. This year Amanda (my sister in law) and I tied for the most eggs. And don’t worry….we do this inside so we don’t embarrass ourselves. Here are some pictures from our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYUvLCkUFI/AAAAAAAAACg/xnPSl5gMMBI/s1600-h/Easter+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324966410062155858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYUvLCkUFI/AAAAAAAAACg/xnPSl5gMMBI/s320/Easter+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYQ-e75XaI/AAAAAAAAABw/Rsqqm267ccc/s1600-h/Easter+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324962275054411170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYQ-e75XaI/AAAAAAAAABw/Rsqqm267ccc/s320/Easter+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My lovely God Parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYRVy4JIJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_ilVv1l3TDg/s1600-h/Easter+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324962675544367250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYRVy4JIJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_ilVv1l3TDg/s320/Easter+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYR0tQxRMI/AAAAAAAAACA/bo_qdoZxuMM/s1600-h/Easter+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324963206612993218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYR0tQxRMI/AAAAAAAAACA/bo_qdoZxuMM/s320/Easter+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also Celebrated my grandmother's 90th Birthday and my 30th birthday. Today is my grandma's actual birthday. Happy 90th Birthday Grandma!!! Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYTrgkmO4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/W_IIcJNfaZw/s1600-h/Easter+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324965247610928002" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYTrgkmO4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/W_IIcJNfaZw/s320/Easter+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYUWTRGerI/AAAAAAAAACY/VHVWvbeY0S8/s1600-h/Easter+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324965982773869234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYUWTRGerI/AAAAAAAAACY/VHVWvbeY0S8/s320/Easter+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating birthday Cake...my Godmother makes the best Italian Cream Cake..ymmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope everyone had a happy Easter!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/4743607897850519472-1776628800452023028?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/1776628800452023028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=1776628800452023028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1776628800452023028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/1776628800452023028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SeYVLSl9LvI/AAAAAAAAACo/3DJbA2iTsUo/s72-c/Easter+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-3348511648952196580</id><published>2009-04-10T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:56:10.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoker Kids at Great Wolf Lodge</title><content type='html'>So for a while now every time the Great Wolf Lodge commercial comes on the radio I immediately turn down the volume. Is it just me or does that kid have the most annoying smoker voice ever? I admit, I have heard wonderful things about Great Wolf Lodge and I am sure it is tons of fun for kiddos of all ages, but for real….do you have to have a kid promoting it that sounds like he smokes at least 5 cartons a day? Sorry, the commercial just grosses me out and just makes me think of a little nugget with a big Kamel Red hanging out of his mouth…yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sd-ryfO6ERI/AAAAAAAAABA/5Vee2ewduIQ/s1600-h/PD-KAMEL97.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323162168441049362" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sd-ryfO6ERI/AAAAAAAAABA/5Vee2ewduIQ/s320/PD-KAMEL97.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that is my vent today...Everyone have a good weekend and I hope the Easter bunny brings everyone lots of eggs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-3348511648952196580?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/3348511648952196580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=3348511648952196580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3348511648952196580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/3348511648952196580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/04/smoker-kids-at-great-wolf-lodge.html' title='Smoker Kids at Great Wolf Lodge'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sd-ryfO6ERI/AAAAAAAAABA/5Vee2ewduIQ/s72-c/PD-KAMEL97.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-8387756214286847576</id><published>2009-04-08T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:10:10.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zofran is my new BFF!!!</title><content type='html'>So after a few weeks of spending a little too much quality time with the porcelain goddess, I broke down and called my doctor for a prescription of Zofran. Why had I been so stubborn?? I feel so much better and I can actually eat without running to the bathroom 5 minutes later. Not only am I holding down my grilled cheese and soup that had pretty much been my entire diet lately, but I can now have real food! I even ate pizza!!! I know Chris is very excited that our date nights don't have to be limited to Jason's Deli because all I want is their Grilled Cheese and Tomato Basil soup. And that he no longer has to be embarrased when we are out in public and I start dry heaving. But I have to give him props...he has been a major trooper even going to Jason's Deli on Kid's night to get me my grilled cheese and soup to bring me home my dinner. He really deserves credit, he has been totally pulling both his weight and mine around the house doing all the laundry, cleaning, yard work, etc...because lets face it...all I want to do after work is crash. Iam really looking forward to the 2nd trimester to feel a little bit like me again. I hope I do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Please Please pray that our kid turns out normal since they will have these 2 weirdos as their parents. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sdz-bdQpzmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kdkfAvStVQk/s1600-h/Pinata+Hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322408607309483618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sdz-bdQpzmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kdkfAvStVQk/s320/Pinata+Hats.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/4743607897850519472-8387756214286847576?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/8387756214286847576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=8387756214286847576' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8387756214286847576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/8387756214286847576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/04/zofran-is-my-new-bff.html' title='Zofran is my new BFF!!!'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/Sdz-bdQpzmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kdkfAvStVQk/s72-c/Pinata+Hats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6376072033427019324</id><published>2009-04-03T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:01:45.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Sickness and Seizure Sage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SdZ5L1Xj6HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fs_tpuRsoto/s1600-h/Sage+yawning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320573253996243058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SdZ5L1Xj6HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fs_tpuRsoto/s320/Sage+yawning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this week has been the worst week so far for morning sickness… more like all day sickness. Many of you may remember me at the very beginning saying how I wanted morning sickness so I could FEEL pregnant and that it would be reassuring. Well God has taken that to heart and he has left me with no doubt that I am pregnant. This week I think he decided to take it to a new level. I even missed 2 days this week of work because I couldn’t get away from the toilet long enough to get there. That hour commute would have done me in to say the least. I have definitely had my fill now and can’t wait for the hopes I have for feeling better in the 2nd trimester…only a few weeks to go!!! I am thankful that I was home on Tuesday though. My poor baby Sage had a seizure. She had never had one before and it was VERY traumatic!!! Fortunately my mom had just come over to bring me some soup. I was pretty hysterical…as many of you know…I LOVE my dogs!!!! They are my babies. Fortunately she is ok. After calling Chris and telling him to get home and explaining what was happening, he called the vet. She said that seizures are the most common in yellow Labs and if she doesn’t have another one within 24 hours it isn’t usually anything serious. She told us to give her some honey. That perked Sage right up and she has been fine ever since. But if you have ever experienced your dog having a seizure…you can understand how scary it can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-6376072033427019324?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6376072033427019324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6376072033427019324' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6376072033427019324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6376072033427019324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/04/morning-sickness-and-seizure-sage.html' title='Morning Sickness and Seizure Sage'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SdZ5L1Xj6HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fs_tpuRsoto/s72-c/Sage+yawning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743607897850519472.post-6262954905797042785</id><published>2009-04-03T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:49:54.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SdZ2UDGr33I/AAAAAAAAAAg/K2_EfJmlDW8/s1600-h/Sonogram+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320570096587628402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SdZ2UDGr33I/AAAAAAAAAAg/K2_EfJmlDW8/s320/Sonogram+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get everyone up to speed, here is a little update on how things are going, recent doctor appointments, etc. I am currently in my 10th week of pregnancy. We have had 2 appointments so far. The first one was at 7 weeks where we saw something that resembled a cornflake and that was about it. But it was the cutest cornflake I have ever seen. :) The last appointment was this past Monday and it was much more exciting. We could actually see the little head, body and arms. I have a feeling we may have a very hyper child as it was VERY active. My doctor even laughed because she had the hardest time getting a good picture because it was moving so much. I think I may have my hands full! The heart rate was 167 and the baby was measuring right on schedule. Everything looked healthy. Every appointment I get so nervous...so it was a big sigh of relief. Next appointment is April 27th. This appointment we will get to hear the heartbeat. Can't wait. Then the next appt which will be the end of May we will find out boy or girl!!!! I can't wait to know so I can start planning. OK...enough stats. I know this isn't that exciting but I want to be able to remember every detail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743607897850519472-6262954905797042785?l=thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6262954905797042785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4743607897850519472&amp;postID=6262954905797042785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6262954905797042785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743607897850519472/posts/default/6262954905797042785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefieldsfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/2009/04/brief-catch-up.html' title='Brief Catch Up'/><author><name>Nicole Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02741070846200289473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hv3A0bR4l68/SdZ2UDGr33I/AAAAAAAAAAg/K2_EfJmlDW8/s72-c/Sonogram+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
