<?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-2902510878992755214</id><updated>2011-10-27T09:42:02.978-07:00</updated><category term='Cafeteria Stare'/><category term='Tag your it'/><category term='Lahan walks'/><category term='Mike Huckabee'/><category term='Playtime'/><category term='Swimming'/><category term='toes'/><category term='Stand I Can'/><category term='Saturday Mornings'/><title type='text'>Eli's Most Recents</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-3369053922617828041</id><published>2011-10-27T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:39:23.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy 15 Minute Costume Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNu4o66rtFM/TqmJG5HlUuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7_w5kxjMZO4/s1600/IMG_8434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNu4o66rtFM/TqmJG5HlUuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7_w5kxjMZO4/s320/IMG_8434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668212357527327458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHmBzm4_qVI/TqmJGj3sCGI/AAAAAAAAAW4/HM4oVYqNhZA/s1600/IMG_8429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHmBzm4_qVI/TqmJGj3sCGI/AAAAAAAAAW4/HM4oVYqNhZA/s320/IMG_8429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668212351823513698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1r-yiZuuqSc/TqmJGdO4zsI/AAAAAAAAAWs/aaK8H_D7vw8/s1600/IMG_8431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1r-yiZuuqSc/TqmJGdO4zsI/AAAAAAAAAWs/aaK8H_D7vw8/s320/IMG_8431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668212350041771714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always looking for frugal ideas in almost every area of our family expenses and adventures, so this year when Lathan asked to be a kitten for the church Fall Festival I was contemplating ideas. Initially I strolled through my local thrift stores looking for a costume, but I could not find a cat that was "creative" or suitable for a 4 year old. And since it was just a Fall Festival, I decided to just make ears and paint his face, and have him wear a black sweat suit with a tail I would make sewn onto the rear-end. I was pleasantly surprised how easy and inexpensive my ideas were once I got to work on the ears. The painting was an easy get because I just had to buy $3.48 face paint at wal-mart and the brush I already had. Well here are the supplies you will need, and let me mention, this would be great not only for Halloween, but for play ideas and creative thinking projects, etc. The total cost for 2 sets of ears and the tails (Zebulon is going to be a smaller kitten) was $7.58. I had everything needed already except for the felt and clips and face paint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supplies:&lt;br /&gt;Glue gun with glue&lt;br /&gt;Felt, 2 black sheets, 1 white ($.20/each at wal-mart)&lt;br /&gt;scissors&lt;br /&gt;black thread and a needle&lt;br /&gt;stuffing cotton (optional, but does make them for 3D)&lt;br /&gt;snap clips (about $3.50 at wal-mart, but you only need 2 of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cut out the felt in mirrored triangular shapes and I sewed the edges stuffing the cotton in the last unsewn side before completely sewing them.&lt;br /&gt;Then I hot glued the white triangular felt piece to the middle of the ear, and finally hot glueing the entire ear to the clip.&lt;br /&gt;And walla, 1 cat ear completed. Now for the 2nd one.&lt;br /&gt;In total this took me about 15 minutes for both ears and provided a days worth of fun for Lathan ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-3369053922617828041?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/3369053922617828041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=3369053922617828041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3369053922617828041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3369053922617828041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2011/10/easy-15-minute-costume-idea.html' title='Easy 15 Minute Costume Idea'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNu4o66rtFM/TqmJG5HlUuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7_w5kxjMZO4/s72-c/IMG_8434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-8730672044308188036</id><published>2011-05-31T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T10:51:27.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 YEAR AGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QPZmmngMow/TeUqd7HuyFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/m4EOK6LDr4U/s1600/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QPZmmngMow/TeUqd7HuyFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/m4EOK6LDr4U/s320/IMG_1163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612939204161882194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is May 31st, 2011....My littlest man is ONE today! Happy Birthday Zebulon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-8730672044308188036?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/8730672044308188036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=8730672044308188036&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8730672044308188036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8730672044308188036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-year-ago.html' title='1 YEAR AGO'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QPZmmngMow/TeUqd7HuyFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/m4EOK6LDr4U/s72-c/IMG_1163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-7349826852000879345</id><published>2011-02-07T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T19:24:06.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mere Differences</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TVC3ThWwfkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/f00z5Edh8cc/s1600/IMG_0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TVC3ThWwfkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/f00z5Edh8cc/s320/IMG_0977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571154285056523842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TVC3TtLTlkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/b63Zh6N0ALo/s1600/IMG_3779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TVC3TtLTlkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/b63Zh6N0ALo/s320/IMG_3779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571154288229717570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TVC3TA4LUdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/gn4zgr-YQyI/s1600/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TVC3TA4LUdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/gn4zgr-YQyI/s320/IMG_0986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571154276338323922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing how my boys are very different:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lathan is definitely the first born, the one in charge, the one to show the little unexperienced new brother the ropes, and how he is doing everything all wrong. But...he also loves his little brother and asks,"is Zebulon coming too???" He loves having someone to share his favorite places with, the seat in the back in Papa's truck, and his most used phrase is, "what's he saying?"Literally atleast once a minute when little brother is watching big brother do something. It's really neat to see how far the imagination can soar. Zebulon obviously doesn't speak, but "what's he saying", is interpreted by mere expressions on Zebulon's face. If we think our body language and expressions don't speak louder than words, well you ought to come here for a few days. Lathan could write a book on what Zebulon "says".... &lt;br /&gt;-Zebulon on the flip side is sooooooo mellow, but he has a catch to him too. He knows that Lathan gets into trouble when toys, books, or just about anything is taken from his tiny grasps and he sure lets everyone know when it is occurring. He also knows how to be heard when he wasn't fully done with a treat even though it is obviously all eaten up (like sharing momma's ice cream.) He has a way about him though that is truly his own being. He turns his head toward his shoulder shyly when papa smiles at him, he loves when big brother runs around the table playing with him, their laughter together is so awesome that I go to bed at times just smiling.&lt;br /&gt;I could never never fathom the love the Father showed toward us by giving us, wicked men and women, His one and Only Son. Many nights I ponder and truly cry because I would fall short every time if that were called of me to accomplish. Thankfully I don't ever have to do that, give up my sons, but I just can not pen in words the amazing Love of the Father that He would redeem us through the death of His Son Christ. And redeeming the Son by only through Christ can we come to the Father.&lt;br /&gt;I love being a mom. I thank God daily for the chore he set before me. It is tiring many days, and many days I want to give up, but I just sit and pray in those moments for strength and endurance, to finish the race that He has set before me in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-7349826852000879345?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/7349826852000879345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=7349826852000879345&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7349826852000879345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7349826852000879345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2011/02/mere-differences.html' title='Mere Differences'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TVC3ThWwfkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/f00z5Edh8cc/s72-c/IMG_0977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4695399904627377840</id><published>2010-12-25T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T09:41:49.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Delight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsisHenCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/9wRhdUfA0MY/s1600/IMG_2467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsisHenCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/9wRhdUfA0MY/s320/IMG_2467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554676164877786146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsicyS9gI/AAAAAAAAAV0/rISM1dyAaGg/s1600/IMG_3665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsicyS9gI/AAAAAAAAAV0/rISM1dyAaGg/s320/IMG_3665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554676160762410498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsiUDX0pI/AAAAAAAAAVs/l7hhsVH86gk/s1600/IMG_3663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsiUDX0pI/AAAAAAAAAVs/l7hhsVH86gk/s320/IMG_3663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554676158418113170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsiGlB7VI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GMnYQZ02AwY/s1600/IMG_3660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsiGlB7VI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GMnYQZ02AwY/s320/IMG_3660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554676154801188178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsh49MXNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rgKnVZkm_Ew/s1600/IMG_3655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsh49MXNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rgKnVZkm_Ew/s320/IMG_3655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554676151144438994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We awoke this morning to the beautiful first rays of the sunshine cresting over the top of the Monzano Mountains. Delighted with pinkish orange colors we hopped out of bed to peek into the little badgers nest. He was making all sorts of Badgerish noises that we thought surely he must be trying to wake up the whole house. Papa Bear was a little sluggish this morning and probably wished he could remain in the cave a bit longer but with Lathan peering into his stocking from the top of the stairs and pulling toys out he decided he should come down. We read the Word first this morning delighting in the Lord while sipping the best coffee I have had in 6 days. I had the chance to drive to San Antonio with the boys to see my family and my grandparents. It was a short but well visited trip and I am so thankful that I was able to go. Grandpa(my dad) drove home with me on the 12 hour trip and we arrived safely on Thursday evening. He flew home this morning super early! &lt;br /&gt;Thank you all who sent gifts to the boys, they will be well loved and used! Thank you Kathy for the BEST Christmas gift of all! I love love love my little packets of Heirloom vegetables and can't wait for spring to come. We love you all and Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4695399904627377840?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4695399904627377840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4695399904627377840&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4695399904627377840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4695399904627377840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-delight.html' title='Christmas Delight'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TRYsisHenCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/9wRhdUfA0MY/s72-c/IMG_2467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-6760305270042254704</id><published>2010-12-12T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T14:31:41.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>River of Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TQVNOkVy52I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EYByb_I7mlU/s1600/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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a Loving Loving Big Brother'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TONQ1rlTiWI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TZ1Gf_t3ubg/s72-c/IMG_0699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2653927768410955195</id><published>2010-11-05T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T18:38:46.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Botanic Gardens &amp; Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TNSxgH7uQRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nBYyYqvlj_c/s1600/IMG_3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Pumpkins'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TNSxgH7uQRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nBYyYqvlj_c/s72-c/IMG_3216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-5482743635489157406</id><published>2010-10-21T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T09:48:51.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TMBu7FBggfI/AAAAAAAAATg/ExIjSsAIvR0/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TMBu7FBggfI/AAAAAAAAATg/ExIjSsAIvR0/s320/IMG_0369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530542303650808306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning and today has been one of a few I would rather never again face or bear again. Are loved cat Marcus was discovered on the road lifeless by Ben as he left to go to work with our friend. I can't write the pain and grief I feel, there are no words. But in light of my grief Christ always, always is my comforter. In the beginning God created man, and he created animals as a companion for man, yet they were not the suitable perfect companion, yet still were good. Marcus was a good companion, he was part of our family, and although he is gone and I realize more and more through my own loss and grief that death is the consequence of sin, and I HATE sin, for through it comes death and sadness, tears, and loss. I long for Christ's return, I hate sin, I hate death! I await our Lord and Savior who will restore us with new bodies, ones that will never die or decay, ones that can stand in the presence of His glory. I write to share that death will not have a hold on us if we are in Christ, and although my thoughts were spurned through the loss of my beloved cat, how much more are we, people, worth to our heavenly Father. Death is forever if we are without Christ, and tears in Hell are for eternity. I am comforted because I have Christ, and He wipes my tears away and gives in me a longing to be with Him forever, for eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-5482743635489157406?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/5482743635489157406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=5482743635489157406&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5482743635489157406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5482743635489157406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-morning-and-today-has-been-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TMBu7FBggfI/AAAAAAAAATg/ExIjSsAIvR0/s72-c/IMG_0369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-867390739389985834</id><published>2010-10-17T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:40:34.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAz7IpdxI/AAAAAAAAATY/mc8EKVidkLY/s1600/IMG_2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAz7IpdxI/AAAAAAAAATY/mc8EKVidkLY/s320/IMG_2905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529224965807240978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAznxd9GI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9NYfqM62Qdo/s1600/IMG_2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAznxd9GI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9NYfqM62Qdo/s320/IMG_2452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529224960609743970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAzXaxRNI/AAAAAAAAATI/8zdo6iQ7dXw/s1600/IMG_2907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAzXaxRNI/AAAAAAAAATI/8zdo6iQ7dXw/s320/IMG_2907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529224956219573458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAysOCdSI/AAAAAAAAATA/NLhuQwm7MZU/s1600/IMG_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAysOCdSI/AAAAAAAAATA/NLhuQwm7MZU/s320/IMG_2898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529224944623449378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAyYlxTRI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5aM5rOtUxG8/s1600/IMG_2833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAyYlxTRI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5aM5rOtUxG8/s320/IMG_2833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529224939354279186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I post alot of pics of my two sons and of Ben in the backyard, but really, really I have so many memories being stored into my head in this little house we call home. Our backyard sort of flourished this year after many hours of joyous labor planting bulbs, seeds, and vegetables, that the coolest biproduct of having such beautiful plants and overgrown flowers is that there within it all lies an ecosystem all in itself. Lathan can spend countless hours, literally, finding huge green grasshoppers, preying mantis, fuzzy caterpillars, snails and slugs, spiderwebs, spiders, butterflies, and the best hidden beneath the soil, a treasure if you unearth it, the red worm. I enjoy our little ecosystem and the beautiful and unforgettable memories it has brought. Ben and Lathan also surprised me with a bull snake that was brought home in a box. Unfortunately momma won and the snake had to find a new home, but I took this pic the day it was re-homed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-867390739389985834?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/867390739389985834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=867390739389985834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/867390739389985834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/867390739389985834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/10/many-memories.html' title='Many Memories'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TLvAz7IpdxI/AAAAAAAAATY/mc8EKVidkLY/s72-c/IMG_2905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-6403563112279061707</id><published>2010-09-28T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T10:21:39.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Events and Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkDjQcKOI/AAAAAAAAASw/atAtyWQ9XDA/s1600/IMG_2810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkDjQcKOI/AAAAAAAAASw/atAtyWQ9XDA/s320/IMG_2810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522015736532052194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkDIMavkI/AAAAAAAAASo/yo0C0uO6a-s/s1600/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkDIMavkI/AAAAAAAAASo/yo0C0uO6a-s/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522015729267424834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkCkLFX5I/AAAAAAAAASg/3mTuIQLM6GM/s1600/IMG_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkCkLFX5I/AAAAAAAAASg/3mTuIQLM6GM/s320/IMG_0626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522015719598153618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkCSkQKDI/AAAAAAAAASY/Nw-LhCfJhHw/s1600/IMG_2805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkCSkQKDI/AAAAAAAAASY/Nw-LhCfJhHw/s320/IMG_2805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522015714871879730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkCFtO_6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/jrc5MjpwWXU/s1600/IMG_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkCFtO_6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/jrc5MjpwWXU/s320/IMG_2823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522015711419891618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little glance into our home and activities we enjoy doing. Lathan and Papa constructed the bird house from a kit that included his own screwdriver, nuts, and screws. And then Momma helped him paint it after it was completed. Zebulon always seems to enjoy watching everything his "BIG" brother is doing.  Picnics, jumperooing, and adventures stem daily in this house we call home. Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-6403563112279061707?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/6403563112279061707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=6403563112279061707&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6403563112279061707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6403563112279061707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/09/recent-events-and-activities.html' title='Recent Events and Activities'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TKIkDjQcKOI/AAAAAAAAASw/atAtyWQ9XDA/s72-c/IMG_2810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-5184907833108112212</id><published>2010-09-06T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T09:18:50.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATED ZEBULON PICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TIUUGoLYO9I/AAAAAAAAASA/FLMQqCs203o/s1600/IMG_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TIUUGoLYO9I/AAAAAAAAASA/FLMQqCs203o/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513835422881954770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TIUUGEurmhI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-9ADrqVdQng/s1600/IMG_2551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TIUUGEurmhI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-9ADrqVdQng/s320/IMG_2551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513835413366348306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TIUUFjFOQEI/AAAAAAAAARw/tevqkoBXdNM/s1600/IMG_2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TIUUFjFOQEI/AAAAAAAAARw/tevqkoBXdNM/s320/IMG_2547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513835404334088258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As summer is on the decline, I have noticed a change in weather. It has begun to cool down more at night and the mornings and evenings have become prime walking hours. These past 3 months have just zoomed by and our little end of May baby is adding to the roll count daily. He is just a bundle of smiles and absolutely is most content just being held cuddling with whomever is willing to love him. Lathan loves his little brother. I will never forget when a friend of ours said, "Oh I just want to keep him, can I have him????" Lathan immediately looked at him and said, "No he is our baby!!!" I love the joy of being a momma of two beautiful boys and I look forward to the memories that only time will bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-5184907833108112212?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/5184907833108112212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=5184907833108112212&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5184907833108112212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5184907833108112212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/09/updated-zebulon-pics.html' title='UPDATED ZEBULON PICS'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TIUUGoLYO9I/AAAAAAAAASA/FLMQqCs203o/s72-c/IMG_0594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-7083643206544514419</id><published>2010-08-10T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T19:56:20.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST FRIENDS, CARROTS, AND WATER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TGIRTAfoNoI/AAAAAAAAARo/kD04mRvbHA8/s1600/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TGIRTAfoNoI/AAAAAAAAARo/kD04mRvbHA8/s320/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503980712848012930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TGIRSlkSRTI/AAAAAAAAARg/NASRVHu7t2E/s1600/IMG_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TGIRSlkSRTI/AAAAAAAAARg/NASRVHu7t2E/s320/IMG_0587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503980705619789106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TGIRSH1RPXI/AAAAAAAAARY/ptN4Ep9HUhI/s1600/IMG_2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TGIRSH1RPXI/AAAAAAAAARY/ptN4Ep9HUhI/s320/IMG_2419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503980697637961074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TGIRR0b9KiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/xNeBVryYcr4/s1600/IMG_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TGIRR0b9KiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/xNeBVryYcr4/s320/IMG_0563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503980692431514146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do Best Friends, carrots and water have in common? Well it sure makes for a fun summer day in our backyard. Lathan pulled the carrots for me just before they were chopped and put into a pot for chicken noodle soup (yum!). I am slowly but surely learning the how to's and what to expect when growing my own veggies, it has been nothing but joy to learn and enjoy the bounty of the Lords creation. And in between splashing and playing he loves to take time out of his busyness to come and love on Zebulon his little buddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-7083643206544514419?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/7083643206544514419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=7083643206544514419&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7083643206544514419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7083643206544514419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-friends-carrots-and-water.html' title='BEST FRIENDS, CARROTS, AND WATER'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TGIRTAfoNoI/AAAAAAAAARo/kD04mRvbHA8/s72-c/IMG_0575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4661467882942242085</id><published>2010-07-30T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T21:09:34.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TFOh9vfiWtI/AAAAAAAAARI/HeZdKHVfzig/s1600/CA5871CF-F0E4-66F1-A102-A2BB7270D10Dwallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TFOh9vfiWtI/AAAAAAAAARI/HeZdKHVfzig/s320/CA5871CF-F0E4-66F1-A102-A2BB7270D10Dwallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499917652042341074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I was sifting through old photos and wanted to share with you some that made me smile. There is a story behind each one and although I can't tell them all right now, I will let the picture itself create an idea of the story in your mind. Wish we could all just cozy on down with a cup of tea or coffee and talk for hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4661467882942242085?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4661467882942242085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4661467882942242085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4661467882942242085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4661467882942242085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/07/tonight-i-was-sifting-through-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TFOh9vfiWtI/AAAAAAAAARI/HeZdKHVfzig/s72-c/CA5871CF-F0E4-66F1-A102-A2BB7270D10Dwallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-3071982031517381217</id><published>2010-07-13T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:07:15.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fountain Display!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDz_m37ktGI/AAAAAAAAARA/B72dhNDsyu4/s1600/IMG_2205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDz_m37ktGI/AAAAAAAAARA/B72dhNDsyu4/s320/IMG_2205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493546688799093858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO after hearing from Nate long ago and now Keri...I thought I'd update you all on a pic of Ben's Perfect Fountain. I love it! It adds so much more to our backyard, and even better that he and Nate hand made it with sweat and careful thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-3071982031517381217?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/3071982031517381217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=3071982031517381217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3071982031517381217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3071982031517381217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/07/fountain-display.html' title='Fountain Display!!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDz_m37ktGI/AAAAAAAAARA/B72dhNDsyu4/s72-c/IMG_2205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-329581734489871350</id><published>2010-07-06T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:48:54.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LITTLE BADGER IS GETTING BIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDPrDkuGgCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4F7u0YfioUU/s1600/IMG_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDPrDkuGgCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4F7u0YfioUU/s320/IMG_0477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490990817323941922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDPrC0is_oI/AAAAAAAAAQw/QkEQtJ7xayw/s1600/IMG_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDPrC0is_oI/AAAAAAAAAQw/QkEQtJ7xayw/s320/IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490990804391231106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDPrCXGSMHI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Wp1xokXq-WA/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDPrCXGSMHI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Wp1xokXq-WA/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490990796487405682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDPrB-BBWEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/mfrFGFWyvg8/s1600/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDPrB-BBWEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/mfrFGFWyvg8/s320/IMG_0494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490990789754443842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few updated pics of Zebulon. In just a couple of weeks he has begun to beef up and show off his little fat roles. We love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-329581734489871350?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/329581734489871350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=329581734489871350&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/329581734489871350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/329581734489871350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-badger-is-getting-big.html' title='THE LITTLE BADGER IS GETTING BIG'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TDPrDkuGgCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4F7u0YfioUU/s72-c/IMG_0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2285463313030275906</id><published>2010-06-27T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:14:53.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY IN NEW MEXICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghr0dTVUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Vs5RLMNjvHg/s1600/IMG_2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghr0dTVUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Vs5RLMNjvHg/s320/IMG_2160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673182650586434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghrVQEDSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0X1HmJRdQk0/s1600/IMG_2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghrVQEDSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0X1HmJRdQk0/s320/IMG_2132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673174273559842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghrGWy2lI/AAAAAAAAAQI/CulkBuETgjI/s1600/IMG_2127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghrGWy2lI/AAAAAAAAAQI/CulkBuETgjI/s320/IMG_2127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673170275261010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghqtWG-vI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jUFENiNUTgA/s1600/IMG_2150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghqtWG-vI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jUFENiNUTgA/s320/IMG_2150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673163561499378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghqARbw2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/TnEhivqCQeE/s1600/IMG_2157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghqARbw2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/TnEhivqCQeE/s320/IMG_2157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673151462294370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sure have been blessed with evening rain and moderate temperatures considering it is now summer. This is a little morsel of the goodness the Lord gives to us from our viewpoint here in New Mexico. I have been delighted almost daily of the new life that springs forth from our once desolate sand backyard. I seek and delight in finding the new seedlings and wonder what gift and colors each one beholds. &lt;br /&gt;Lathan found a very small creature in Ben's work in progress fountain (which he finished successfully today!) And Zebulon enjoyed the swing while I, Ben, and Lathan took all these pics.&lt;br /&gt;We are very thankful for the home we are blessed with, and the goodness of rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2285463313030275906?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2285463313030275906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2285463313030275906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2285463313030275906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2285463313030275906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-in-new-mexico.html' title='TODAY IN NEW MEXICO'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TCghr0dTVUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Vs5RLMNjvHg/s72-c/IMG_2160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-6815964411517088595</id><published>2010-06-07T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:37:02.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AS REQUESTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gKM8UZrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/zueImKDb050/s1600/IMG_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gKM8UZrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/zueImKDb050/s320/IMG_1980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480071681224763058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gJ2l3lUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nZCzn5j6DJ4/s1600/IMG_1977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gJ2l3lUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nZCzn5j6DJ4/s320/IMG_1977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480071675225019714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gJhxDdQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/7q2EvWk5B9A/s1600/IMG_1974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gJhxDdQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/7q2EvWk5B9A/s320/IMG_1974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480071669634790658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gJPwo_zI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Mhfj_Z8JdpQ/s1600/IMG_1968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gJPwo_zI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Mhfj_Z8JdpQ/s320/IMG_1968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480071664801218354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gIzJ2HLI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/MF_hxUoAps4/s1600/IMG_1959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gIzJ2HLI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/MF_hxUoAps4/s320/IMG_1959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480071657122307250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Days New Today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-6815964411517088595?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/6815964411517088595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=6815964411517088595&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6815964411517088595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6815964411517088595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-requested.html' title='AS REQUESTED'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TA0gKM8UZrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/zueImKDb050/s72-c/IMG_1980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4432575332758654761</id><published>2010-06-01T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:34:48.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZEBULON ELIHU LOTZGESELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TAVEqXJf33I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ELGr7YXhJGM/s1600/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TAVEqXJf33I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ELGr7YXhJGM/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477860016325123954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture says it all...Ben, Beth, and Lathan welcomed Zebulon Elihu yesterday May 31, 2010 at 10:31 AM. He weighed a whopping and healthy 8 lbs 6 oz and measured 21 and 1/4 in. Thank you all for your prayers, as I was singing this song to little Zeb, Keri sent a text with the same words, "PRAISE GOD FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW." We love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4432575332758654761?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4432575332758654761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4432575332758654761&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4432575332758654761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4432575332758654761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/06/zebulon-elihu-lotzgesell.html' title='ZEBULON ELIHU LOTZGESELL'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TAVEqXJf33I/AAAAAAAAAPI/ELGr7YXhJGM/s72-c/IMG_0461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-983079179291408309</id><published>2010-05-28T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T20:47:01.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Man Turns 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TACOCZ_xuTI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xLsxD9faDKQ/s1600/IMG_1467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TACOCZ_xuTI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xLsxD9faDKQ/s320/IMG_1467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476533318871791922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TACOBwolhdI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YyyEeGYPuys/s1600/IMG_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TACOBwolhdI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YyyEeGYPuys/s320/IMG_1455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476533307768669650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TACOBWZxGNI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oMBVKG0gj7M/s1600/IMG_1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TACOBWZxGNI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oMBVKG0gj7M/s320/IMG_1444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476533300727191762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have not been diligent in keeping you all up to date. I thought I'd write again before the baby arrives and I really lose track of time, days, and sleep. Ben and I threw together a small birthday party for Lathan the Saturday before his big day. He had a blast and it was so awesome to see how shy he still is. For instance, when we all started to sing Happy Birthday he smiled real big and then ducked under the table, trying to hide because he didn't know how to react to all the attention and eyes upon him. He really enjoyed the pinata which he picked out at our local grocery store. It has been such a blessing to see him grow and to be knitted together among such a strong believing body, I am truly thankful for all the families that are so close to us in distance and friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-983079179291408309?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/983079179291408309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=983079179291408309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/983079179291408309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/983079179291408309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-little-man-turns-3.html' title='My Little Man Turns 3!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/TACOCZ_xuTI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xLsxD9faDKQ/s72-c/IMG_1467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4534567191442143210</id><published>2010-04-29T16:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:21:41.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Bike For a Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S9oUe9yJ7YI/AAAAAAAAAOo/29TAwKz9TgY/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S9oUe9yJ7YI/AAAAAAAAAOo/29TAwKz9TgY/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465703619981077890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I used his REI dividend this year for a much anticipated want for a trail a bike for Lathan. At first in the store he was like, "no way," I already have a cool red bike, but once we got it home and put him on it, he was like, "WOW". I love seeing his too short feet try and touch the petals. He can't petal yet due to the shortness of reach but he is awesome at balancing on it already and loves to take a stroll around the neighborhood with Papa. Thanks King Jesus for the awesome memories that are being burned into my mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4534567191442143210?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4534567191442143210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4534567191442143210&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4534567191442143210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4534567191442143210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-bike-for-big-boy.html' title='A New Bike For a Big Boy'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S9oUe9yJ7YI/AAAAAAAAAOo/29TAwKz9TgY/s72-c/IMG_0412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1015118650117286278</id><published>2010-04-12T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:12:01.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Your It!</title><content type='html'>Tonight it dawned upon me that my wee small tiny bundle of joy is growing up despite my desires to keep him tiny forever. I am not sure if I should be voicing this outloud but I thought it probably isn't or hasn't been just me that has stories just like mine to prize in our hearts and desire to share, so here it is. Every night Lathan and Poppa ready themselves for bed first with a bath or shower, and tonight I witnessed with 2 brown momma girl eyes, 2 very stark naked boys running through the bedrooms and hiding playing tag your it. Running behind doors, being very quite and then laughing, then jumping on beds and hiding under covers. I immediately thought to myself, if this baby that is inside of me is another boy I am going to see more about boys than I ever thought I would ever witness. Don't get me wrong, I love every moment that I see poppa and Lathan playing together, etc, but this just was icing on the cake. And then I thought of little auntie Patsy with 3 boys all about a year and a half apart and I thought, "I wonder if she has stories just like this that we can share and laugh together about." So although I still think this is a boy growing big inside of me, a wee small tidbit would love to have a little girl so that Poppa can see from a mans and fathers perspective the world of little girls with momma and oh how different the two are. What fun being a mother has been and what a blessing Lathan has been to us both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1015118650117286278?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1015118650117286278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1015118650117286278&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1015118650117286278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1015118650117286278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/04/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag Your It!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1749217710131149107</id><published>2010-03-29T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:25:35.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye Of Little Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S7F8pTGsJQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/euimBjA1TFE/s1600/IMG_1593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S7F8pTGsJQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/euimBjA1TFE/s320/IMG_1593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454277672667194626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this post about the so called "stresses" in my own life right now, I was drawn to the contentment of my cats. There is much going on with changes in my life, Ben's life, Lathan's, ours as a total and complete family. I am reminded daily of the provisions the Lord has given us and how truly thankful I am of all His rich blessings, but I still fall short because many times I, in my own flesh, do not trust totally in Him. So as I have all these thoughts, prayers, burdens floating around in my heart and mind, I walk up into my room to find my most awesome cat Marcus, asleep soundly in my bed. It sounds funny but I thought for an instant if I could only trust in our Lord as he trusts in us as his owners I would not worry about that which is beyond my control. And then I always remember the verse in Matthew 6:25-34. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes?&lt;br /&gt;26"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? 28And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31"So do not worry, saying, `What shall we eat?' or `What shall we drink?' or `What shall we wear?' 32For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Requests we would appreciate from our dearly beloved family:&lt;br /&gt;-That Ben and I would trust fully in our Lord and that in His Perfect timing a job will be provided for Ben that would bring glory to Him alone.&lt;br /&gt;-My pregnancy is going awesome, but I would love much prayer that it would continue to do so and that a home birth would be a possibility as that is our plan.&lt;br /&gt;-Ben to have diligence and perseverance with his studies and for starting a business of his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you all and thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1749217710131149107?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1749217710131149107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1749217710131149107&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1749217710131149107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1749217710131149107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/03/ye-of-little-faith.html' title='Ye Of Little Faith'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S7F8pTGsJQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/euimBjA1TFE/s72-c/IMG_1593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1574959457705740849</id><published>2010-02-28T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T16:39:18.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sMlEJALCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/2FJuoW760FU/s1600-h/stair+transformation+collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sMlEJALCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/2FJuoW760FU/s320/stair+transformation+collage+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443458405513571362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and my dad bogged down on this stair well project and they finished very satisfied and with minor touchups left to be done. Job well done, I am very proud of the outcome and of both Ben and My dad!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1574959457705740849?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1574959457705740849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1574959457705740849&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1574959457705740849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1574959457705740849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/02/almost-complete.html' title='Almost Complete'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sMlEJALCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/2FJuoW760FU/s72-c/stair+transformation+collage+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-9102555700375455365</id><published>2010-02-28T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T16:23:00.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sIOg7Z2MI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_qZyAMK4s9M/s1600-h/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sIOg7Z2MI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_qZyAMK4s9M/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443453620057659586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sIOOigTVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/owwKs1pE0Pc/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sIOOigTVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/owwKs1pE0Pc/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443453615121386834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sINvOX6fI/AAAAAAAAAOA/E63h116eV54/s1600-h/IMG_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sINvOX6fI/AAAAAAAAAOA/E63h116eV54/s320/IMG_0359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443453606715451890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I last week had the blessing of a night out with friends to fellowship and welcome a new couple to our church body. It went as normal with dinner and good fellowship and ended with hilarious fun and tons of laughing, mostly at my husband, you will see why....If you have never played "blitz" or sometimes called "nerdz" with losing consequences and musical chairs, I recommend it greatly. We had so much fun that by the end of the game my face hurt from laughing so much. Here are a few pics I took of Ben, as at almost every losing hand he ended up fully clothed and outfitted in totally face altering attire. In the photos from the bottom to top you will see he began his "losing" streak with a wig and thick black glasses, then a vibrant magenta too small and tight button up shirt, and lastly with a fur piece he wore around his neck. Quite the laugh we had!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-9102555700375455365?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/9102555700375455365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=9102555700375455365&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9102555700375455365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9102555700375455365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/02/ben-and-i-last-week-had-blessing-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S4sIOg7Z2MI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_qZyAMK4s9M/s72-c/IMG_0362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1344827366735031208</id><published>2010-02-18T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:55:38.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Sower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S338zLNfV0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/_-rLI8HwUbw/s1600-h/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S338zLNfV0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/_-rLI8HwUbw/s320/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439781881046325058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S338yanvu8I/AAAAAAAAANw/VOey5228jNw/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S338yanvu8I/AAAAAAAAANw/VOey5228jNw/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439781868003113922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Little Plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the heart of a seed,&lt;br /&gt;Buried deep so deep,&lt;br /&gt;A tiny plant&lt;br /&gt;Lay fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;"Wake," said the sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;"And creep to the light."&lt;br /&gt;"Wake," said the voice &lt;br /&gt;Of the raindrops bright.&lt;br /&gt;The little plant heard&lt;br /&gt;And it rose to see,&lt;br /&gt;What the wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;Outside world might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun Idea: I saw this idea in a magazine, source forgotton, but have been carefully cracking, cleaning, and saving the shells for a little over a month. Lathan and I had a joyful time filling them with potting soil, making a hole in the center, sowing some tomato seeds, and then carefully watering all of them in hopes that soon we can plant young plants outside in a couple of weeks. Because the seeds are in shells, a natural compostable, it can go directly into the ground as is and will add calcium to the soil and plant as it decomposes. Of course since it still every now and then frosts at night, they need to be sheltered indoors overnight and set in the sun in the day. Pretty clever I thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1344827366735031208?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1344827366735031208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1344827366735031208&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1344827366735031208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1344827366735031208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-little-sower.html' title='My Little Sower'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S338zLNfV0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/_-rLI8HwUbw/s72-c/IMG_0340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-6955466428092386943</id><published>2010-02-11T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:46:55.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S3TBGYAEUvI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZWbyhJd-F8w/s1600-h/IMG_1335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S3TBGYAEUvI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZWbyhJd-F8w/s320/IMG_1335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437182965409141490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you may already know, Lathan no longer takes naps in the day unless Ben and I have a late night Bible Study or something like that in which he will be up much later than usual. Just this past week he began sneeking off upstairs to his room to enjoy his beloved books and recite bits and pieces of the stories. Eventually the sand man pays him a visit and he will slowly doze off. Hmmmmmm, who does that??? Papa maybe....or Papa John... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just a little smidget of joy I get from witnessing little pieces of my husband in my son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-6955466428092386943?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/6955466428092386943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=6955466428092386943&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6955466428092386943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6955466428092386943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleeping-spot.html' title='Sleeping Spot'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S3TBGYAEUvI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZWbyhJd-F8w/s72-c/IMG_1335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-3714281417592707176</id><published>2010-02-01T19:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:50:27.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The NEW Ben</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S2eg-62f9NI/AAAAAAAAANg/qH6e3MuzWdM/s1600-h/IMG_1324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S2eg-62f9NI/AAAAAAAAANg/qH6e3MuzWdM/s320/IMG_1324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433488478255969490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you already know, Ben is now a STUDENT at UNM. It has been quite an adjustment for him, and from my view point it has been very comical to stand back and watch him as he flies down the stairs frantically looking for his homework, backpack, lunch, and "things" never having enough time or preparation the day before. He is always running late, infact that is the reason for my post. For the first two weeks he has driven everyday always coming home complaining of the parking and distance he has had to park to get to classes. He then, as of last night at about 10pm decided that he needed to plan to take the train the following morning, bike there, and be "on time" for an 8:05am departure. That was the funny thing because I knew that was easier said than done. Well as the nice wifee that I am I printed off his ticket anyways and just let him go ahead with preparing for the next morning and off to bed I went. Does anyone know that Ben sleeps like a log, a dead log...His alarm went off for about 20 minutes and then was sleepily shut off, and back to log land he went. I tried to awake him twice and then said, well he is a big boy, and will learn eventually. He awoke at about 7:25am and then that is when all the flying down stairs, stuffing backpacks, lacing up shoes, and doing many disfunctional attempts at multitasking. I asked him if he wanted a ride to the train since he was going to miss it if he rode there, but he stubbornly said,"No I won't miss it." And out the door he flew biking down the street at about 13 minutes until the 8:05 departure. Needless to say he called me telling how he was 30 seconds from the train when it blew past him blowing its horn. At that point I told him he would enjoy the morning airs ride back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is LOVING school so far....can you tell! In actuality he really likes his German and Architecture class but dislikes his Psychology class and is struggling with math. Here is a pic of him "happily" enjoying his time studying, can you tell???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-3714281417592707176?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/3714281417592707176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=3714281417592707176&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3714281417592707176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3714281417592707176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-ben.html' title='The NEW Ben'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S2eg-62f9NI/AAAAAAAAANg/qH6e3MuzWdM/s72-c/IMG_1324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2646200232033623816</id><published>2010-01-19T16:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:30:52.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Renovations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1ZOsyZ5TuI/AAAAAAAAANY/umzegkUUhIc/s1600-h/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1ZOsyZ5TuI/AAAAAAAAANY/umzegkUUhIc/s320/IMG_1277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428612932193308386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1ZOsuRWR9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/E_TuaHVuNtQ/s1600-h/IMG_1278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1ZOsuRWR9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/E_TuaHVuNtQ/s320/IMG_1278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428612931083716562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1ZOsd-lEyI/AAAAAAAAANI/aH0mPA9c8qk/s1600-h/IMG_1279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1ZOsd-lEyI/AAAAAAAAANI/aH0mPA9c8qk/s320/IMG_1279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428612926710027042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit proud of the work my husband has done on the newly installed banister. I helped with painting the white balustrades, handrails, and  coffee colored walls. Lathan of course supervised us to make sure all tools were constantly asked for and to remind us that the noise level was a bit to loud. We have much more left to do as you can see... the wood floors and stair risers will be a work in progress to be done once we finish all the railings. I think so far it looks great and we have had fun experimenting and trying something new. Here are updated photos of our work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2646200232033623816?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2646200232033623816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2646200232033623816&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2646200232033623816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2646200232033623816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/01/update-on-renovations.html' title='Update on Renovations'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1ZOsyZ5TuI/AAAAAAAAANY/umzegkUUhIc/s72-c/IMG_1277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-9163359135220821737</id><published>2010-01-15T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T19:40:58.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovations....AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1Osx-oDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/u5wGK6IJSko/s1600-h/IMG_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1Osx-oDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/u5wGK6IJSko/s320/IMG_1173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427177552613384242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1Oe0MwPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZuO5faaoLAc/s1600-h/IMG_1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1Oe0MwPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZuO5faaoLAc/s320/IMG_1160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427177548864602354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1N3yRWqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vnX6iaG-eVU/s1600-h/IMG_1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1N3yRWqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vnX6iaG-eVU/s320/IMG_1157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427177538387532450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1NoiwIMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PHywhDb1IMM/s1600-h/IMG_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1NoiwIMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PHywhDb1IMM/s320/IMG_1144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427177534295908546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1MK6iq4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Lr2UqAjStaM/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1MK6iq4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Lr2UqAjStaM/s320/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427177509162756994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I married a do it yourself kinda guy that loves to work with his hands so in celebration for his return home he decided that now was the time to tear down some drywall and rip off the carpet on the stairs. I like the ideas but I don't like the mess and shambles my downstairs has been in the past 2 weeks. I feel like I am cleaning all day, everyday, and even when it is clean it looks dirty and dusty. But I have had tons of fun working with Ben and the new helper Lathan. As he has grown he really likes to help and show us that he is a great helper. He has been earning an allowance since we began all the work to encourage him that it is good to help around and that responsibilities can be fun and exciting. Here are a few pics of our start and our progress so far. We are taking the walls out and putting in a banister and ballistrades to open up the stairwell. This project has taken longer than thought because Ben has been busily registering for school at UNM which he starts on Tuesday, but it looks great so far and we are excited to see the Final Outcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-9163359135220821737?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/9163359135220821737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=9163359135220821737&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9163359135220821737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9163359135220821737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/01/renovationsagain.html' title='Renovations....AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S1E1Osx-oDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/u5wGK6IJSko/s72-c/IMG_1173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-8811774730128393393</id><published>2010-01-15T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T19:25:26.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicknames</title><content type='html'>Since Ben has been home, I have been called by many of his very original nicknames. I love them all, but what I have especially been enjoying is having not only Ben call me by them but Lathan as well. He hears papa say,"Nummas where are you...Nummas???"And then shortly after I hear Lathan yell out,"Nummas, where are you? Nummas!!!!" And that is how it began. Then there is Bella. "Bellas...Bella do you want to go with Lathan and I to the mountains?" And then Lathan with cheerful questioning eyes comes up and looks right into my eyes and says very expressionably, "Bella, you want to come with me and papa to the mountains???" How can a momma say no to those beautiful words and expressions of love and want for a momma's company with him and papa? The latest and most funny repeating of nicknames came just last night when Ben boomed out in his loud voice, "Wifee...Wifeee? Watch this Wifee!" He then carried on with what he was doing and about 1 minute later, if that, Lathan boomed out, "Watch this... Wifee!!!" Ben and I looked up and just started to roll in laughter. It was so funny, and Ben goes something like this, "Man you really have to watch what you say don't you." And so there it is. I have been enjoying both of my boys call me Bella, Nummas, and Wifee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-8811774730128393393?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/8811774730128393393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=8811774730128393393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8811774730128393393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8811774730128393393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/01/nicknames.html' title='Nicknames'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-8772674036302944932</id><published>2010-01-04T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:24:41.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Years Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S0JAbu8iR3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/iw34Yxwt574/s1600-h/IMG_2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S0JAbu8iR3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/iw34Yxwt574/s320/IMG_2487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422967746510079858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it has been 5 years today that Ben and I walked to the courthouse downtown in jeans and T-shirts to be married by a court judge. We were sent away when we were told that it was all booked for the day and we would have to come another time. A pastor overheard us talking in the elevator as we left and he offered to marry us at a park nearby. We check his credentials and off we went to get married. Wow how time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-8772674036302944932?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/8772674036302944932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=8772674036302944932&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8772674036302944932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8772674036302944932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/01/5-years-today.html' title='5 Years Today'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S0JAbu8iR3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/iw34Yxwt574/s72-c/IMG_2487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2174735824568234215</id><published>2010-01-02T18:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:30:18.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With New Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S0ABGGzGw4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/NlWcnHkmN6E/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S0ABGGzGw4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/NlWcnHkmN6E/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422335155769885570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S0ABFiykitI/AAAAAAAAALw/iJe7adqg2Yo/s1600-h/IMG_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S0ABFiykitI/AAAAAAAAALw/iJe7adqg2Yo/s320/IMG_0315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422335146103966418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost strange to me to have Ben home again. All is viewed and taken in with new eyes and a changed heart. In the time that I had to be alone I learned that in those moments I realized how much I love Ben, how much I still have to learn about him, how much growing we both were going through without each other, and how much I wanted to have him home so that we could begin our walk together with more purpose and meaning and with thanksgiving in all things.  On another note, I have been able to have time to start ebaying again, cook delicious meals, bake, clean thoroughly, bike ride with all of us, read the bible most mornings together, and just enjoy watching Ben and Lathan bond as a father and a son. Those two are two peas in a pod and I love just taking it all in. I am truly blessed and thankful for the change that our Great Lord has brought about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2174735824568234215?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2174735824568234215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2174735824568234215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2174735824568234215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2174735824568234215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2010/01/with-new-eyes.html' title='With New Eyes'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/S0ABGGzGw4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/NlWcnHkmN6E/s72-c/IMG_0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4624626026272516502</id><published>2009-12-28T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:55:32.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS WEEK EVENTS</title><content type='html'>Yup that is right. Ben surprised us with the news of an earlier departure from Iraq, and Lathan and I waited anxiously for news of WHEN he would actually get a flight. Finally on Wednesday I heard news of the WHEN. He touched down at 8pm Christmas Eve and was greeted with 2 welcoming and joyous smiles. Hip Hip Hurray!!! So I and Lathan were blessed with the BEST Gift of all, Papa is home, and we have been spending the past few days catching up together as a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4624626026272516502?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4624626026272516502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4624626026272516502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4624626026272516502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4624626026272516502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-week-events.html' title='CHRISTMAS WEEK EVENTS'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1322885978953565836</id><published>2009-12-27T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:18:12.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pics 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SzgxVGQC67I/AAAAAAAAALo/CjQTGh2kWnw/s1600-h/IMG_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SzgxVGQC67I/AAAAAAAAALo/CjQTGh2kWnw/s400/IMG_0286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420136390065318834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SzgxUnVIQwI/AAAAAAAAALg/2roYtVTxOBM/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SzgxUnVIQwI/AAAAAAAAALg/2roYtVTxOBM/s400/IMG_0305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420136381765141250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SzgxUPNH7DI/AAAAAAAAALY/jo5rEBiYTtA/s1600-h/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SzgxUPNH7DI/AAAAAAAAALY/jo5rEBiYTtA/s400/IMG_1050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420136375289113650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SzgxT4hkKFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uwMAyvjY_nU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SzgxT4hkKFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uwMAyvjY_nU/s400/IMG_1046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420136369200834642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1322885978953565836?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1322885978953565836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1322885978953565836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1322885978953565836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1322885978953565836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-pics-2009.html' title='Christmas Pics 2009'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SzgxVGQC67I/AAAAAAAAALo/CjQTGh2kWnw/s72-c/IMG_0286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-5537127985383470864</id><published>2009-12-17T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:31:47.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyrZ6ehvlqI/AAAAAAAAALI/0bgNThrgGJM/s1600-h/DSC_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyrZ6ehvlqI/AAAAAAAAALI/0bgNThrgGJM/s400/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416381100516677282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyrZ5_9Ru2I/AAAAAAAAALA/ol3fqCG2uaE/s1600-h/DSC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyrZ5_9Ru2I/AAAAAAAAALA/ol3fqCG2uaE/s400/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416381092310661986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyrZ5KyUqYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wRYGuE1VO0U/s1600-h/DSC_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyrZ5KyUqYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wRYGuE1VO0U/s400/DSC_0258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416381078037637506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures I love, and am very thankful to a friend that became my friend almost instantly. She is the young wife to one of Ben's Best Friends who's name is Michael Paine. If you ever have free time to read go to www.painesbythesea.blogspot.com, she is a very good writer like one I know, hmm hmmm, Keri. On top of being a superb writer she takes amazing photos that catch life in a small 4x6 rectangle. I wanted to share these pics of my beautiful son to you all. He is my little love, my bundle of joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-5537127985383470864?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/5537127985383470864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=5537127985383470864&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5537127985383470864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5537127985383470864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-little-love.html' title='My Little Love'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyrZ6ehvlqI/AAAAAAAAALI/0bgNThrgGJM/s72-c/DSC_0283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1321769275844494867</id><published>2009-12-13T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:49:16.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Esteem Issues CURED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWLgzVegRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ju-mYoXzlJw/s1600-h/Photo+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWLgzVegRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ju-mYoXzlJw/s400/Photo+12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414887522635251986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWLgfonTbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/GphK42_5vvc/s1600-h/Photo+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWLgfonTbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/GphK42_5vvc/s400/Photo+15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414887517346811314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWLgMp3nEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CsmgtcazT_0/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWLgMp3nEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CsmgtcazT_0/s400/Photo+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414887512251800642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever had self esteem issues about your appearances etc, I have an instant cure to just make you feel like the most beautiful person and have such a hilarious fun laugh to entail the whole ordeal. If you have a mac you may know what I mean. Ben and I have played with this feature many of times and I remember one occasion with my dad that I will never forget. So I may have some features that I wish were more beautiful, but after playing with the ibooth feature on my mac computer I thought instantly that things could be worse, far worse, and I was grateful for the features I have. Check these out, they are just to roll over for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1321769275844494867?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1321769275844494867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1321769275844494867&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1321769275844494867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1321769275844494867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/12/self-esteem-issues-cured.html' title='Self Esteem Issues CURED!!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWLgzVegRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ju-mYoXzlJw/s72-c/Photo+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-115886700915719676</id><published>2009-12-10T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:40:58.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two and a Half Month-But Done!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyFAdUZEV-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/zZBgJyaA-ow/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyFAdUZEV-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/zZBgJyaA-ow/s400/IMG_0285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413679099510282210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share with everyone that visits my blog what I have been busily trying to complete before Christmas. I bought this 2 years ago for Lathan when he was about 4 months old. Well good intentions finally were finished Today!!! Hip Hip Hurray. I love working with my hands and fingers and found this project to be soothing and time consuming. It took about 2 and a half months on and off, but well worth the time and effort. My great grandmother Longauger made me and all my siblings a stocking just like this style long ago, so I wanted to share in the joy and tradition with my son. I hope he has this for a very long time and beyond my years and will see it always and remember me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-115886700915719676?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/115886700915719676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=115886700915719676&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/115886700915719676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/115886700915719676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-and-half-month-but-done.html' title='Two and a Half Month-But Done!!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyFAdUZEV-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/zZBgJyaA-ow/s72-c/IMG_0285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-5355083116728077859</id><published>2009-11-17T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:48:27.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing Seasons</title><content type='html'>Chilly Iced Red Nose Tips,&lt;br /&gt;10 Finger Gripped Hot Cocoa Mugs,&lt;br /&gt;Frost Kissed Grass Blades,&lt;br /&gt;Fallen Bright Hued Leaves,&lt;br /&gt;A Lonely Unvisited Frozen Birdbath,&lt;br /&gt;Winter Jackets and Sweaters Unburied and Donned,&lt;br /&gt;Toasty Oversized Slippers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And One Little Man saying, "It's Burrzies Outside Momma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the Joys of The Changing Seasons&lt;br /&gt;In Weather and In My Book of Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-5355083116728077859?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/5355083116728077859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=5355083116728077859&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5355083116728077859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5355083116728077859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/11/changing-seasons.html' title='Changing Seasons'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-9155136917960863699</id><published>2009-11-02T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:06:53.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarecrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Su8Dk-khMVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fjGG0mDtV3E/s1600-h/IMG_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Su8Dk-khMVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fjGG0mDtV3E/s320/IMG_0911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399538412046856530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Su8DkWyRoqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mkZATWwP9d0/s1600-h/IMG_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Su8DkWyRoqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mkZATWwP9d0/s320/IMG_0909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399538401367138978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lathan dressed as a little Scarecrow and off we went to a Fall Festival here in Los Lunas. He at first was a bit timid to play all the games but once he realized that the prizes were candy he quickly caught on and opened up more eager to play. We also did a cake walk and won the most delicious pumpkin chocolate chip spice cakes with real whipped topping, Yummmmm! We had a great time and I am glad he was excited to be dressed up. If you know Lathan at all he is much like Poppa and at first was like, "why are you putting this silly costume on me and painting my face, not excited at all about the Big Idea about people dressing up and looking all silly." That is until he saw himself in the mirror and thought it was just so much fun to have a painted face. He was a great sport after all and we had so much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-9155136917960863699?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/9155136917960863699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=9155136917960863699&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9155136917960863699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9155136917960863699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/11/scarecrow.html' title='Scarecrow'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Su8Dk-khMVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fjGG0mDtV3E/s72-c/IMG_0911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2799647284314255933</id><published>2009-10-18T17:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:50:43.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portland Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu32zl8AvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/wva7W78fNxk/s1600-h/IMG_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu32zl8AvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/wva7W78fNxk/s320/IMG_0619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394107130896450290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu32s5DzEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PNiOH4kxLx4/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu32s5DzEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PNiOH4kxLx4/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394107129097604162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu32HM8oZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/V9CnD8eU7CI/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu32HM8oZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/V9CnD8eU7CI/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394107118980473234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu315Ni1dI/AAAAAAAAAJA/H3yy9BSZnHs/s1600-h/IMG_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu315Ni1dI/AAAAAAAAAJA/H3yy9BSZnHs/s320/IMG_0719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394107115224880594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu31dpnTmI/AAAAAAAAAI4/l-t9JvW2Dws/s1600-h/IMG_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu31dpnTmI/AAAAAAAAAI4/l-t9JvW2Dws/s320/IMG_0530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394107107826421346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 15th...Ben and I and Lathan boarded a flight bound to Portland Oregon with a two goals in mind. 1) Catch up with each other without the distractions of home, 2) Find land that we can build on and spend the rest of our lives there without the thought of moving again. Most of you who read this know that we are somewhat Modern day Nomads, moving from one location to the next and each time widdling down our possessions after being disgusted each time of the amount of "stuff" we have. Well quite frankly I am sick of it, I hate moving and if I have to do it again, where ever it may be, that is it. I am buying my burial lot there and that is it, no more. Of course there are more prayers in my heart, like having a husband that has a normal job living under the same roof as me and all my 12 kids. It is hard not having a man around, and even harder to face the fact of how vulnerable I feel when he is gone. And now that I have Lathan to think of before me, forget it, I have never felt weaker and more vulnerable in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho, I got a bit sidetracked. About Oregon. We totally had a blast and visited every place possible in the span of a week that we had to do so. We saw the beautiful Rose Gardens, the Japanese Gardens, At least a handful of waterfalls along a strip of road that reminded me of the forests in The Lord of Rings, Gorges, Rivers, The Bonneville Dam, The Beautiful Seaside where the booming of waves against the rocks sent chills up my back thinking of our awesome Creator and his work, whale watching,  coffee shops, Corn Mazes and fresh berry stands, and oh yeah the best and most awesome news of a new baby growing inside. So much to see and do, so much beauty, I absolutely had a blast. I loved seeing the innocents of a first time experience with Lathan. Many first timers. He just stood infront of the ocean in the sand staring and in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the midst of trying to enjoy all these beautiful things we too looked for land. We didn't look long or try very hard, we were having too much fun elsewhere. Which gives us an excuse to go back and do just that. Find a home, a place to call Home, where we can live as a family together. Our growing family. Thanks for listening and reading. Til next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2799647284314255933?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2799647284314255933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2799647284314255933&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2799647284314255933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2799647284314255933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/10/portland-recap.html' title='Portland Recap'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Stu32zl8AvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/wva7W78fNxk/s72-c/IMG_0619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4287653894802408941</id><published>2009-10-15T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:42:44.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloons over NM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/StdC5SCcwlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/R_es9CitoyA/s1600-h/IMG_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/StdC5SCcwlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/R_es9CitoyA/s320/IMG_0768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392852630661546578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/StdC5MKPqmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hLEU_za-ed4/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/StdC5MKPqmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hLEU_za-ed4/s320/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392852629083630178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/StdC4uzLVJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Hw9HXBMO5mg/s1600-h/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/StdC4uzLVJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Hw9HXBMO5mg/s320/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392852621202248850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of Ben's month visit, we were happy to have both grandparents here to visit us. These pics are of the NM balloon Fiesta held every year in October. This was an early morning for us all getting up at 5:30am to be there for the mass assention at sunrise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4287653894802408941?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4287653894802408941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4287653894802408941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4287653894802408941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4287653894802408941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/10/balloons-over-nm.html' title='Balloons over NM'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/StdC5SCcwlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/R_es9CitoyA/s72-c/IMG_0768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2702340735405893472</id><published>2009-07-24T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:53:07.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Explain this Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Smnm6NqestI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fIf_X6qDUmk/s1600-h/IMG_9879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Smnm6NqestI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fIf_X6qDUmk/s320/IMG_9879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362070719135920850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, look at the faces of all 3 kiddos, and then see if you can conclude the language that the faces and bodies suggest. This was in Denver at the 2009 family reunion. Lathan has just met these little ones and is attempting to show them something very COOL! He has discovered a big bug that he wants to show these girls. What do you think? Has he succeeded in making friends? Can you tell a BIG difference in girls than boys? Lathan looks for bugs, grasshoppers, rabbits, lizards. The girls want to play with a pink ball, have their own sand buckets, swing and giggle. This was a fun experience with having 3 little princesses around my little prince. Infact, the bug show and tell was of no interest to the girls, in fact, Lana said, "Eewwwwww!, and slowly got off the sand box lid and walked to the swing set."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2702340735405893472?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2702340735405893472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2702340735405893472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2702340735405893472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2702340735405893472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/07/let-me-explain-this-pic.html' title='Let Me Explain this Pic'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/Smnm6NqestI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fIf_X6qDUmk/s72-c/IMG_9879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4915235603920910627</id><published>2009-01-10T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:22:01.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAVE THEM NO CHOICE BUT TO MUNCH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SWlXt5iMMsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jjuOQdsZ4ik/s1600-h/IMG_7057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SWlXt5iMMsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jjuOQdsZ4ik/s320/IMG_7057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289855683373314754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to the conclusion that in order to get Lathan to eat the green things and his veggies, is give him no choice to avoid them. If that is all he gets, he will eat it. Oh, and one small bonus to insure it is eaten...coat it all with melted cheese. The veggie mystery has been solved. Enjoy the pic, he sure enjoyed his very own plate of broccoli and carrots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4915235603920910627?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4915235603920910627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4915235603920910627&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4915235603920910627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4915235603920910627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/01/leave-them-no-choice-but-to-munch.html' title='LEAVE THEM NO CHOICE BUT TO MUNCH!!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SWlXt5iMMsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jjuOQdsZ4ik/s72-c/IMG_7057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-9193339832784843932</id><published>2009-01-06T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:42:22.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirt+Seed=a wonderful Rainbow of colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SWP6Z8h1BOI/AAAAAAAAAII/GY4DyhnHt4c/s1600-h/IMG_6986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SWP6Z8h1BOI/AAAAAAAAAII/GY4DyhnHt4c/s320/IMG_6986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288345711114781922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those that suggested to Ben that his wife loves FLOWERS, thank you!!! I do love flowers, but not just flowers, but growing them from seed as well. I wanted to thank Taylor, my secret and most favorite elf, for the many many beautiful and very much alive bulbs. I love love loved your thoughtful gift and will have many beautiful bulbs to love and enjoy for years to come! I have posted another of Ben's beautiful flower buys. It is the center hanging basket with all the colorful gems! My little balcony here in nasty Tucson is growing more and more beautiful, and I have to admit, they also seem to drown out the nastiness so that it is not all that bad. If I can only exterminate the avid smokers here that live below, around, and adjacent to us. Any suggestions???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-9193339832784843932?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/9193339832784843932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=9193339832784843932&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9193339832784843932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9193339832784843932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2009/01/dirtseeda-wonderful-rainbow-of-colors.html' title='Dirt+Seed=a wonderful Rainbow of colors'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SWP6Z8h1BOI/AAAAAAAAAII/GY4DyhnHt4c/s72-c/IMG_6986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2413860257355307370</id><published>2008-12-10T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:19:36.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RoArInG TIGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SUCw79HBREI/AAAAAAAAAHo/S44PKQr5ceA/s1600-h/IMG_6665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SUCw79HBREI/AAAAAAAAAHo/S44PKQr5ceA/s320/IMG_6665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278413307340997698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when I find toys just as they were left. It gives me a creative insight into the mind of a 19 month old boy. He must see daily that our two cats eat from this food bowl. Lathan also has a toy cat that he must have thought needed to eat too. Thought I'd share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2413860257355307370?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2413860257355307370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2413860257355307370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2413860257355307370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2413860257355307370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/12/roaring-tiger.html' title='RoArInG TIGER'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SUCw79HBREI/AAAAAAAAAHo/S44PKQr5ceA/s72-c/IMG_6665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-7555522243798092813</id><published>2008-11-26T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:46:32.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers, what are these things upon my table?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SS2IkgcWauI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HENF981oasc/s1600-h/IMG_6496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SS2IkgcWauI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HENF981oasc/s320/IMG_6496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273020899486231266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I thought flowers only grew in a field, oh, but they can be cut??? and put into a vase...What??? Sense my sarcasm? I only say this out of pure fun and happiness as Ben has brought home my first flower bouquet. Yes, the first. There are firsts for everything and I am so happy that I can delight in such beautiful Sunflowers smiling their brilliance and emitting the most delectable aroma. Ben and I are approaching our 4 year Marriage Anniversary in January and I think he is gearing up and getting the oil changed so to speak. Yes 4 years and my first flowers. I will be sure to post a new blog when he changes the oil again after another 4 year run. J/K, lots of love here, I just like to tease him about it. Happy Thanksgiving to you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-7555522243798092813?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/7555522243798092813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=7555522243798092813&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7555522243798092813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7555522243798092813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/11/flowers-what-are-these-things-upon-my.html' title='Flowers, what are these things upon my table?'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SS2IkgcWauI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HENF981oasc/s72-c/IMG_6496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-3736648943988441199</id><published>2008-11-21T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:45:41.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not working</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SSeAFncahcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/RdXx71PK__E/s1600-h/IMG_6377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SSeAFncahcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/RdXx71PK__E/s320/IMG_6377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271322722836317634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you say, "how cute," (or "how gross") consider this.  Lathan is almost two years old and doesn't know how to use the potty.  I have heard it said that consistency is the key.  But this just doesn't seem to be working.  Plus, I am sick and tired of changing diapers.  Any advice from the peanut gallery?  Don't feel like you have to have kids to give advice on this one.  In those cases I have found that sometimes an outside perspective is good to hear.  For those of you with kids, you have obviously gone through this, so your advice is just as valuable.  All in all, I can't wait to read the blog Lathan writes about me, when he has to change my diapers when I am an old has-been.  Happy trails.&lt;br /&gt;BJL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-3736648943988441199?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/3736648943988441199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=3736648943988441199&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3736648943988441199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3736648943988441199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-working.html' title='Not working'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SSeAFncahcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/RdXx71PK__E/s72-c/IMG_6377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1682452958522321444</id><published>2008-11-11T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:18:24.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SRpUzUwNSQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2N0MsPhfl7s/s1600-h/IMG_6318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SRpUzUwNSQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2N0MsPhfl7s/s320/IMG_6318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267615954884184322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Mango's!  I also enjoy a good kiwi!  Pineapple is delicious!  Fig's will delight you!  Pomegranate's are splendid!  The dilemma you ask?  All of them are not available year round and at the same time.  Shucks.  Or is it so bad?  We could try and pump our fruit with chemicals to make them ripe year round, but the joy isn't in eating them year round.  The joy is in realizing, that right when your luscious mango you crave daily, has expired it's existence at your local market, you see that something new and refreshing has replaced them.  You forget all your troubles, tell the mango's you'll see them next year, all lights turn green, everyone wins the lottery, birds chirp, my brother sings praises for the sun at 0430 in the morning, all mail is delivered on time, and the girl at starbucks gives you a free Pike Place today just because Pomegranate's are in season!!  Oh joyful pomegranates!!  Praises, Praises!&lt;br /&gt;BJL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1682452958522321444?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1682452958522321444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1682452958522321444&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1682452958522321444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1682452958522321444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/11/pom.html' title='Pom'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SRpUzUwNSQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2N0MsPhfl7s/s72-c/IMG_6318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-6408388508703752032</id><published>2008-11-11T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:41:55.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Black holes, coffee, and SVT."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SRn-bkaPZzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pc5hNPv0isE/s1600-h/IMG_6309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SRn-bkaPZzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pc5hNPv0isE/s320/IMG_6309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267520988770166578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some coffee this morning.  But I didn't use the trusty and faithful coffee pot.  I decided I would boil some water, grind some coffee beans by hand using an old coffee grinder we found at a garage sale, and then mix those together in my french press.  After the conglomeration of water and coffee grounds, I decided I would try and see if sunlight could penetrate my coffee.  As a result, I decided that what all the scientists refer to as "black holes" in our solar system, that suck in all matter cause they are so dense, is nothing more than coffee poured from a french press.  The physics behind the big french press in outer space is another topic we will focus on some other time.  For now, I just wanted everyone to see my 'black hole" coffee that absorbed all traces of sunlight.  If your wondering if I actually drank the "black hole" coffee... well ... yes I sure did.  But I had to mix it with one part cream and two parts water.  Otherwise I fear I would go in SVT for the next week.  (Super Ventricular Tachycardia, where your heart beats in excess of 220 beats per minute.  I wouldn't recommend it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-6408388508703752032?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/6408388508703752032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=6408388508703752032&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6408388508703752032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6408388508703752032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-holes-coffee-and-svt.html' title='&quot;Black holes, coffee, and SVT.&quot;'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SRn-bkaPZzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pc5hNPv0isE/s72-c/IMG_6309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-7862130975655406129</id><published>2008-11-04T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:11:38.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Poppins small space solutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SREqq4f9-SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0deaH7K1kOI/s1600-h/IMG_6170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SREqq4f9-SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0deaH7K1kOI/s320/IMG_6170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036355582163234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Mary Poppins purse/handbag, is this box.  In this picture Lathan is standing on two five gallon water bottles, my DeWalt orbital hand sander, four broken crayons, one old wellington rain boot (size six) and an old Norman Rockwell coffee mug that Beth got at a garage sale.  (The handle broke off and is in there too.  Somewhere.)  They don't make boxes like they used to.  This picture also shows a good view of our 450 sq ft. apt. that we live in currently.  It's... how do I put it.........umm..... cozy.  Especially with Lathan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-7862130975655406129?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/7862130975655406129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=7862130975655406129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7862130975655406129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7862130975655406129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-like-mary-poppins-pursehandbag-is.html' title='Mary Poppins small space solutions'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SREqq4f9-SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0deaH7K1kOI/s72-c/IMG_6170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4310168737381791218</id><published>2008-11-02T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:51:55.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Logo???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SQ4Rm_A1LTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hmIqwefvVco/s1600-h/slide.001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SQ4Rm_A1LTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hmIqwefvVco/s320/slide.001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264164375890308402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you know that I am getting out of the military in 6 months.  I am trying to think of ideas in case I start my own business.  This image was originally spawned from my ill content over the little blue alien that appeared by my name every time I commented on someone's blog.  Now I am thinking of incorporating it into a business logo.  I am curious to hear the reaction of my faithful three blog readers before I go posting this thing all over the city.  Be blunt, please.  I am looking forward to hearing your response.&lt;br /&gt;BJL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4310168737381791218?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4310168737381791218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4310168737381791218&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4310168737381791218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4310168737381791218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/11/business-logo.html' title='Business Logo???'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SQ4Rm_A1LTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hmIqwefvVco/s72-c/slide.001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-8384584083162267204</id><published>2008-10-19T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:21:04.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem of which Describes My Day in a nutshell, ENJOY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SPukkRA1HRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vxsMzkJBqPU/s1600-h/IMG_5905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SPukkRA1HRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vxsMzkJBqPU/s320/IMG_5905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258977932834315538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys in my House&lt;br /&gt;Author: Erin Jo Kilmer &lt;br /&gt;There are boys in my house - and Spiderman shoes&lt;br /&gt;And 200 papers in various blues.&lt;br /&gt;There's Bob (he's a builder) and Thomas the Train,&lt;br /&gt;There's a fireman coat to wear in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;They have cars on their shirts and frogs on their hats&lt;br /&gt;There's a glove and a ball and a red plastic bat.&lt;br /&gt;There's dirt on a face and a smudge on a nose; &lt;br /&gt;Grass stains on knees and sand between toes.&lt;br /&gt;There's bathtime at night with bodies to scrub,&lt;br /&gt;And when we're all done there is dirt in the tub!&lt;br /&gt;There's bandaids and bruises and curious bumps,&lt;br /&gt;There's smiles and laughter and sometimes there's grumps.&lt;br /&gt;There's odors most icky; there's boogers so green&lt;br /&gt;There's more yucky things than I'll ever get clean.&lt;br /&gt;There's piles of laundry; there's stories at night;&lt;br /&gt;There's bedtime and bathtime and dinnertime fights.&lt;br /&gt;There's cars and there's trains and there's books about trucks&lt;br /&gt;There's Scoop, Lofty, Dizzy, and Travis, and Muck.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there are bugs, and sometimes there are frogs;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they are lions, or dinos, or dogs.&lt;br /&gt;There are cute little vests and darling neckties&lt;br /&gt;Dragged right through the mud - oh what a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;There's running and climbing and jumping and falling&lt;br /&gt;And laughing and crying and hugging and brawling&lt;br /&gt;And rolling and losing and finding and creeping&lt;br /&gt;And whining and stealing and sometimes there's sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;There's tantrums and time outs and extra loud noise - &lt;br /&gt;There's love in my house shaped like two little boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-8384584083162267204?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/8384584083162267204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=8384584083162267204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8384584083162267204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8384584083162267204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/10/poem-of-which-describes-my-day-in.html' title='Poem of which Describes My Day in a nutshell, ENJOY!!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SPukkRA1HRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vxsMzkJBqPU/s72-c/IMG_5905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-9093042602039881009</id><published>2008-10-16T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:58:54.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water skiing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SPg3qRWSqFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wwRzKBzjyRc/s1600-h/IMG_5612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SPg3qRWSqFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wwRzKBzjyRc/s320/IMG_5612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258013764305987666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple at our Church invited Beth, Lathan and I out to Lake Roosevelt here in Arizona.  We all enjoyed a great day on the lake cause it wasn't too cold or hot.  We thought Lathan might like to try his hand at Tubing.  He did great.  I'll let you all guess if he was out there all alone or not.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;BJL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-9093042602039881009?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/9093042602039881009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=9093042602039881009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9093042602039881009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/9093042602039881009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/10/water-skiing.html' title='Water skiing'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SPg3qRWSqFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wwRzKBzjyRc/s72-c/IMG_5612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2277262137096166612</id><published>2008-10-15T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:37:32.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Other Side of Things</title><content type='html'>Today I anxiously readied Lathan for a long awaited date to the local library for Toddler Storytime. I had originally thought this would be a great way for momma to talk to someone other than baby and herself, and a way for Lathan to socialize with other babies his age. As it began, this "man", the storyteller, was walking around the room with a hand puppet bear giving hugs to all the toddlers who wanted to hug this very cute and cuddly bear talking to them as if they were unthinking bubbly little angels that have no intelligence of their own. It was cute at first, for like a second, but Lathan thought otherwise and clenched onto mommas arm with all of his little might. So I thought, he is being shy, which is a characteristic of his I love for many reasons, and gave a small smile at the man who just walked away to the next toddler. I was a bit hesitant in staying, seeing that this "man" had a voice similar to a girls, but well you know different. Here we go again, I thought to myself. I can't believe people allow this in a library and to see such peculiar behavior from this man was unexceptable to me. What are they trying to expose to our children??? Lathan did what I wish I had courage to do right away, He simply stood up and ran for the door. Well that solved it all, we were out of there and didn't look back. What a disappointment to a much awaited date with my son. I like Kyle strongly believe in sheltering our children, because nobody else will stand up for them if you don't, and then what will become of these precious gifts of ours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2277262137096166612?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2277262137096166612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2277262137096166612&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2277262137096166612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2277262137096166612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-other-side-of-things.html' title='On the Other Side of Things'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-5473356261450855323</id><published>2008-09-25T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:00:12.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wine flask</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNtEl9zB14I/AAAAAAAAAFw/K-Wv2Dlk2-c/s1600-h/IMG_5538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNtEl9zB14I/AAAAAAAAAFw/K-Wv2Dlk2-c/s320/IMG_5538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249865209664886658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNtEmEtNWYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bThq-27V5DQ/s1600-h/IMG_5539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNtEmEtNWYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bThq-27V5DQ/s320/IMG_5539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249865211519523202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth has found that she can find gold in people's junk.  She found this "wine flask" that was hand made in Italy by an art student, at a garage sale.  She probably paid nill for it, I don't know, but Lathan and I were hiking in the mountains and he thought it would be nice to pic some flowers for Mamamia.  Thus and such, when we arrived home Beth had the perfect vase for the perfect flowers.&lt;br /&gt;BJL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-5473356261450855323?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/5473356261450855323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=5473356261450855323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5473356261450855323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5473356261450855323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/09/wine-flask.html' title='wine flask'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNtEl9zB14I/AAAAAAAAAFw/K-Wv2Dlk2-c/s72-c/IMG_5538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-6097652671438568483</id><published>2008-09-21T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T08:49:44.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bats and Burgers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNZtDlWqnfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZRQDHYl_kNc/s1600-h/top_store_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNZtDlWqnfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZRQDHYl_kNc/s320/top_store_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248502324081106418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNZtDxr5oAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/mZj4UYF5fxo/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNZtDxr5oAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/mZj4UYF5fxo/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248502327391395842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Elizabeth and I wanted to take Lathan outside and play somewhere but we couldn't decide where to go.  Earlier in the week I was talking to a random lady at work who had a bat poster in her office that displayed all the known bats of Arizona.  She told me about this bridge here in Tucson that supposedly has millions of bats living underneath it.  That bridge happens to be 2 blocks from our apartments.  So as Elizabeth, Lathan, and I were aimlessly driving about we crossed the "bat" bridge.  (Just a little note on the bat bridge.  Every time you cross over it you can smell this overwhelming smell of bat guano.  It's so strong you can hardly breath.)  Well, the clan ended up zooming into the closest parking lot and ventured out down into this deep wash to see if we could see some bats.  The time of day is important cause dusk is when they start leaving the bridge to eat all the mosquitos in the world, and we were there right at dusk.  By the time we got under the bridge you could hear them.  Millions of little squeaky bats.  (Listen to the latest "Sounds of Africa cd from mom and dad to know what I am talking about.)  As we were shuffling around in bat guano, Beth found an old cowboy hat.  With her hat on and her sandals flopping, she ventured into a nasty little stagnant, mosquito baby, pond.  All of a sudden the mud sucked her sandals off and thought about eating her, but she, quick as lightning, jumped out and was safe.  Not from being pooped on by bats, but from being swallowed whole by green mud.  (She said she saw frogs in the pond and that's why she was curious.)  It was nightfall on our way back to the car, and if you held still bats would almost fly into your face as they left the bridge to fly off into the night sky.  Well all that excitement got us hungry but not unitl we washed the bat guano off.  So we stopped by our old place that we had to move out of cause the owner forclosed.  No lives there still, so we used the hose and washed up quick.  Then it was off to "in-n-out."  Bummer for those of you who don't live in the west cause they are only in California, Arizona, and Nevada.  Best burgers on the planet.  Yep.  All in all it was one of the best dates Beth and I have been on since we moved here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-6097652671438568483?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/6097652671438568483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=6097652671438568483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6097652671438568483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6097652671438568483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/09/bats-and-burgers.html' title='Bats and Burgers'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNZtDlWqnfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZRQDHYl_kNc/s72-c/top_store_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1960332603466486068</id><published>2008-09-18T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:40:39.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA3J4Y02I/AAAAAAAAAE4/n1RmvjzxFV4/s1600-h/IMG_5229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA3J4Y02I/AAAAAAAAAE4/n1RmvjzxFV4/s320/IMG_5229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247538938361992034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA3W5CRVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/cWl4DkJSpLI/s1600-h/IMG_5225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA3W5CRVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/cWl4DkJSpLI/s320/IMG_5225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247538941854369106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA3vAgGzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/z45AitdyyGw/s1600-h/IMG_5088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA3vAgGzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/z45AitdyyGw/s320/IMG_5088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247538948328135474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA3rgLZ9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XFEqTGAYTE0/s1600-h/IMG_5366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA3rgLZ9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XFEqTGAYTE0/s320/IMG_5366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247538947387254738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA34RiY1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/pJVYzs3_klc/s1600-h/IMG_5074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA34RiY1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/pJVYzs3_klc/s320/IMG_5074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247538950815507282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently Elizabeth and I have been on a quest to beat each other in a competition that arouse from all the good pics she takes.  We were looking at all of our pictures one day and started to notice that all the sweet creation pics we have, were taken by her.  Well...almost all of them.  90% lets say.  So now we are in a dead heat to see who can take the next good creation picture.  I have a hummingbird feeder that I captured these hummingbird pics at.  And Beth noticed these two beatles on top of a barrel cactus on a hike down near Patagonia Lake, Patagonia, AZ.  We would like to hear what you guys think.  Who is winning the competition so far?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1960332603466486068?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1960332603466486068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1960332603466486068&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1960332603466486068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1960332603466486068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/09/pictures-of-creation.html' title='Pictures of Creation'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SNMA3J4Y02I/AAAAAAAAAE4/n1RmvjzxFV4/s72-c/IMG_5229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-6362404846159391161</id><published>2008-09-09T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:27:47.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sounds and Actions That Go UnHeard-For Most Atleast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's morning here in Tucson, the sounds of Ben scrambling out of bed to the ringing of his cellular work phone, then the slam of the receiver and  quickened footsteps, then on turns the bathroom faucet along with noises of what sounds like a GREAT BIG BEAR shuffling through his belongings searching frantically for his toothbrush, toothpaste, razor and shavecream. A rumble of noises then take place, the gags and hacks of the bodily reaction to a toothbrush being shoved to deep for the normal throat to like, and then the snorts and gurgles of the water being slammed around like a hurricane within a semi-opened mouth. The splashes of water droplets hit the counter, mirror, and anything that stands in its way, and then the cracks of a razor being beat  against a porcelein sink. Oh no, this is a normal day here in Tucson. Ben then grabs his keys, says outloud to himself, "keys, phone, wallet", grabs the doorknob, turns around to find Lathan and Mama staring at him in awe to the whirlwind of happenings we once again witnessed. He quickly hugs Lathan, and in the wee corner of Lathan's play area mama and dada hear the sound of tiny lips smacking together like he is smooching the air, many smooches.  We look at each other, I guess that's what it sounds like when mama and dada smooch good-bye every morning. I look at Ben and kiss him goodbye and off he goes flying down one flight of stairs racing around our building to greet his car with a quick jolt of the wrist and VROOM, SCREECH, VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM, and then SILENCE....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else know this scene, can you relate. I don't know, it is an everyday thing over here in a tiny apartment in a terrible Tucson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-6362404846159391161?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/6362404846159391161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=6362404846159391161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6362404846159391161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/6362404846159391161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/09/sounds-and-actions-that-go-unheard-for.html' title='The Sounds and Actions That Go UnHeard-For Most Atleast'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-5685757065011808512</id><published>2008-09-07T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:01:34.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First in a series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SMSxkLfN5PI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1-dE5vwma-E/s1600-h/IMG_5083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SMSxkLfN5PI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1-dE5vwma-E/s320/IMG_5083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243511101283230962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate!  I specifically posted this pic for you.  For the rest of our lives, whenever chance affords us the opportunity, we need to take pictures similar to this one.  It's from our favorite movie.  Remember?  I am looking forward to seeing yours.  Love ya Brudda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-5685757065011808512?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/5685757065011808512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=5685757065011808512&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5685757065011808512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5685757065011808512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-in-series.html' title='First in a series'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SMSxkLfN5PI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1-dE5vwma-E/s72-c/IMG_5083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-353804927722410754</id><published>2008-08-21T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:48:57.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0drn_cb1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tQl1Ianui8M/s1600-h/IMG_4597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0drn_cb1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tQl1Ianui8M/s320/IMG_4597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236874577008422738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lathan's new expression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-353804927722410754?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/353804927722410754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=353804927722410754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/353804927722410754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/353804927722410754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-no.html' title='Oh No!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0drn_cb1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tQl1Ianui8M/s72-c/IMG_4597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-3938385063926417844</id><published>2008-08-21T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:46:40.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabino Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0ZozJac0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/fXf6YcOvx-M/s1600-h/IMG_4430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0ZozJac0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/fXf6YcOvx-M/s320/IMG_4430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236870130416907074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture hopefully gives you a sense of the Arizona desert when those elusive rain storms roll in.  As much as I don't want to retire in Tucson, I have to try and find the positives while I am here, and this is one of them.  Up in the foothills is a nice little canyon that has a little bit of hiking trails and an abundance of wildlife.  I have seen a million lizards and horny toads, eaten 6 trillion little gnats and mosquitos, almost ran over two rattlesnakes while I was running, just missed a tarantula while running too, have been caught in a rain storm with only a little "cleft of rock" as a shelter, and found a glorious little swimming hole in the river to swim in that's a good 6 feet deep.  All of this has been accomplished with Lathan the Lion heart.  (Hopefully this picture gives you some relief from the "Lathan fatigue" this blog offers.)  I don't want to be the overbearing friend who only talks about his kids, but after all, I never get to see any of the people who read this blog, so I don't feel bad overdoing the Lathan pics.  Hopefully you understand. I won't do it at reunions, I promise.  Thanks for viewing.&lt;br /&gt;BJL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-3938385063926417844?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/3938385063926417844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=3938385063926417844&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3938385063926417844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3938385063926417844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/08/sabino-canyon.html' title='Sabino Canyon'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0ZozJac0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/fXf6YcOvx-M/s72-c/IMG_4430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4999805132234492104</id><published>2008-08-21T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:18:15.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee thief somewhere in these parts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0Wrk3f1iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jwF1bYX_SgU/s1600-h/IMG_4608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0Wrk3f1iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jwF1bYX_SgU/s320/IMG_4608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236866879588390434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0WrkY5xvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZB-l3t3vEqw/s1600-h/IMG_4610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0WrkY5xvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZB-l3t3vEqw/s320/IMG_4610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236866879460067058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0Wr8e48zI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FOvATqqJeYo/s1600-h/IMG_4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0Wr8e48zI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FOvATqqJeYo/s320/IMG_4611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236866885927629618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0WrwszmsI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wZaqmmiMZYQ/s1600-h/IMG_4613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0WrwszmsI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wZaqmmiMZYQ/s320/IMG_4613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236866882764774082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0WsOvSFOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-r3fie0P4U0/s1600-h/IMG_4615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0WsOvSFOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-r3fie0P4U0/s320/IMG_4615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236866890828223714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know all the evidence is pointing to the little snipe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4999805132234492104?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4999805132234492104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4999805132234492104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4999805132234492104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4999805132234492104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/08/coffee-thief-somewhere-in-these-parts.html' title='coffee thief somewhere in these parts'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0Wrk3f1iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jwF1bYX_SgU/s72-c/IMG_4608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4610956593761408048</id><published>2008-08-21T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:12:46.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>de trop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0VYDWxI5I/AAAAAAAAADs/AaPRKgg2PV0/s1600-h/IMG_4612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0VYDWxI5I/AAAAAAAAADs/AaPRKgg2PV0/s320/IMG_4612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236865444663600018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say 'excessive?"  Wow, when Beth and I saw this we didn't know if it was awesome or stupid.  Maybe stupidly awesome?  What do you think?  We would love to hear your comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4610956593761408048?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4610956593761408048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4610956593761408048&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4610956593761408048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4610956593761408048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/08/de-trop.html' title='de trop'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SK0VYDWxI5I/AAAAAAAAADs/AaPRKgg2PV0/s72-c/IMG_4612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-4336879849326911582</id><published>2008-08-20T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:22:35.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>books and coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SKzRZtTud7I/AAAAAAAAADk/_BFVfj56WBk/s1600-h/IMG_4680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SKzRZtTud7I/AAAAAAAAADk/_BFVfj56WBk/s320/IMG_4680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790706314311602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lathan are fast becoming not only best friends but classmates too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-4336879849326911582?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/4336879849326911582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=4336879849326911582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4336879849326911582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/4336879849326911582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/08/books-and-coffee.html' title='books and coffee'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SKzRZtTud7I/AAAAAAAAADk/_BFVfj56WBk/s72-c/IMG_4680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-5821167589569181864</id><published>2008-07-22T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:40:31.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Resemblances</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SIYMAqRn5aI/AAAAAAAAADc/ELY_9SpgDBE/s1600-h/IMG_4008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SIYMAqRn5aI/AAAAAAAAADc/ELY_9SpgDBE/s320/IMG_4008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225877623097779618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;s Lathan grows and he begins to look more and more like a young lad, it has amazed me how much he resembles Brynna Boo. They look so alike that if they stood next to each other, you would think they were brother and sister. Ben couldn't agree more with me, but he does add that at times Lathan reminds him of Stinky Nate. So there you have it. We miss you all, but feel like you are with us just by looking into a 1 year new set of big blue eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-5821167589569181864?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/5821167589569181864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=5821167589569181864&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5821167589569181864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5821167589569181864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-resemblances.html' title='Family Resemblances'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SIYMAqRn5aI/AAAAAAAAADc/ELY_9SpgDBE/s72-c/IMG_4008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2515436446043065468</id><published>2008-07-12T22:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:13:42.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Knows it but me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO9EsdNTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BQmhQBOWo0U/s1600-h/IMG_4078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO9EsdNTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BQmhQBOWo0U/s320/IMG_4078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222362422796170546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO9pTI67I/AAAAAAAAAC8/GCqsXRyol84/s1600-h/IMG_4082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO9pTI67I/AAAAAAAAAC8/GCqsXRyol84/s320/IMG_4082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222362432622095282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO9xdEqyI/AAAAAAAAADE/Y3h_phji4Bg/s1600-h/IMG_4083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO9xdEqyI/AAAAAAAAADE/Y3h_phji4Bg/s320/IMG_4083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222362434811243298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO9xHtn9I/AAAAAAAAADM/GS1PMMQfH5Q/s1600-h/IMG_4089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO9xHtn9I/AAAAAAAAADM/GS1PMMQfH5Q/s320/IMG_4089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222362434721652690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO-PascUI/AAAAAAAAADU/xYk8rTrKQDY/s1600-h/IMG_4095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO-PascUI/AAAAAAAAADU/xYk8rTrKQDY/s320/IMG_4095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222362442854330690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Knows it But Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place that I travel,&lt;br /&gt;When I want to roam&lt;br /&gt;And nobody knows it but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roads don't go there,&lt;br /&gt;And the signs stay home&lt;br /&gt;And nobody knows it but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's far, far away and way, way afar,&lt;br /&gt;It's over the moon and the sea,&lt;br /&gt;And wherever you are going,&lt;br /&gt;That's wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;And nobody knows it but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Patrick O'Leary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2515436446043065468?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2515436446043065468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2515436446043065468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2515436446043065468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2515436446043065468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/07/nobody-knows-it-but-me_12.html' title='Nobody Knows it but me.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SHmO9EsdNTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BQmhQBOWo0U/s72-c/IMG_4078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1050292322730746996</id><published>2008-07-12T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:06:08.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Knows it but me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1050292322730746996?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1050292322730746996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1050292322730746996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1050292322730746996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1050292322730746996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/07/nobody-knows-it-but-me.html' title='Nobody Knows it but me.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1879887907905595346</id><published>2008-06-28T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:33:43.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...More best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZngkxCpoI/AAAAAAAAACM/_x5EDyZSp7A/s1600-h/IMG_3214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZngkxCpoI/AAAAAAAAACM/_x5EDyZSp7A/s320/IMG_3214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216971027678144130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZng4GaIJI/AAAAAAAAACU/aFks7BjXbIE/s1600-h/IMG_3517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZng4GaIJI/AAAAAAAAACU/aFks7BjXbIE/s320/IMG_3517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216971032868036754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZnh23w_2I/AAAAAAAAACc/HwhBm1Wquy8/s1600-h/IMG_3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZnh23w_2I/AAAAAAAAACc/HwhBm1Wquy8/s320/IMG_3557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216971049718054754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZnkC9zM4I/AAAAAAAAACk/2JMmmGgmBtE/s1600-h/IMG_3593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZnkC9zM4I/AAAAAAAAACk/2JMmmGgmBtE/s320/IMG_3593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216971087324328834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZnkaG4LsI/AAAAAAAAACs/kD2SIy8o_CE/s1600-h/IMG_3722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZnkaG4LsI/AAAAAAAAACs/kD2SIy8o_CE/s320/IMG_3722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216971093536419522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1879887907905595346?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1879887907905595346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1879887907905595346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1879887907905595346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1879887907905595346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-best-friend.html' title='...More best friend'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZngkxCpoI/AAAAAAAAACM/_x5EDyZSp7A/s72-c/IMG_3214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-3181532574102087669</id><published>2008-06-28T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:22:52.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lathan is my best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlLSbEtuI/AAAAAAAAABk/6Dadf0hBCnI/s1600-h/IMG_3508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlLSbEtuI/AAAAAAAAABk/6Dadf0hBCnI/s320/IMG_3508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216968462953658082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlLz1-lSI/AAAAAAAAABs/588k01tzD68/s1600-h/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlLz1-lSI/AAAAAAAAABs/588k01tzD68/s320/IMG_3022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216968471924872482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlLxmcz1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/cDUhiFH4uxU/s1600-h/IMG_3346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlLxmcz1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/cDUhiFH4uxU/s320/IMG_3346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216968471322873682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlMO9_K_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/lC0XbJnYCxY/s1600-h/IMG_3633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlMO9_K_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/lC0XbJnYCxY/s320/IMG_3633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216968479206222834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlMfUvwJI/AAAAAAAAACE/aAjq1LUv8qk/s1600-h/IMG_3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlMfUvwJI/AAAAAAAAACE/aAjq1LUv8qk/s320/IMG_3636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216968483596648594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos speak what I can't write.&lt;br /&gt;BJL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-3181532574102087669?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/3181532574102087669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=3181532574102087669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3181532574102087669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3181532574102087669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/06/lathan-is-my-best-friend.html' title='Lathan is my best friend'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SGZlLSbEtuI/AAAAAAAAABk/6Dadf0hBCnI/s72-c/IMG_3508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2292732453751901610</id><published>2008-06-19T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:20:21.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balls, Balls, Balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab4cb512f4012284" 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://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab4cb512f4012284%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25F88B19CAFE9558E16D8497551879772DC8F5A7.2BB7A0D0230EEFF4F6D4FC1AEF06C5AF34B5C682%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab4cb512f4012284%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTzD6wleXfmWn3JM9i1qjx3-5TxU&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://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab4cb512f4012284%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25F88B19CAFE9558E16D8497551879772DC8F5A7.2BB7A0D0230EEFF4F6D4FC1AEF06C5AF34B5C682%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab4cb512f4012284%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTzD6wleXfmWn3JM9i1qjx3-5TxU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lathan is all about balls, throwing, chasing, catching, finding,...you name it, if it involves a ball he is all game. Recently I visited family in El Paso and Lathan took a liking to my cousin Joshua. Here is a short clip of the two just having a BALL at my grandpa's house. Hope you enjoy. Just an added note on his progress: Lathan is now running, he understands us very well, but he just can't talk back, so he shows us what he wants now. His form of communication. If we say the OUTSIDE word, beware, he jumps up from a sit position and runs to the door and gives you the look(if you are a parent, you know that look.) He loves eating grownup food, especially chicken and mangoes,apples, bananas, cheese, and mommas special berry shake; just not the green stuff (we are trying to change that slowly). Love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2292732453751901610?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2292732453751901610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2292732453751901610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2292732453751901610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2292732453751901610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/06/balls-balls-balls.html' title='Balls, Balls, Balls'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-6258524707452273793</id><published>2008-05-20T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:00:37.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><title type='text'>Birthday Boy Turns One</title><content type='html'>Lathan has reached the one year mark and my what an adventure we have just begun. Lathan is our little explorer...He loves all the new adventures that every morning brings and really loves when it is something completely NEW. For example, Lathan went swimming with dadda for the first time and had such a blast. We had to keep a very close eye on him because he would turn and dart straight toward the water, and just when my heart jumped out onto the pavement, he would quickly put on the brakes to his little feet and stop and stare into the clear blue water. Here is a little clip of him swimming for the first time. 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One way in which he teaches himself this, is through the sense of touch. He loves to touch things. Feeling their texture and shape before either throwing that object as far as possible, or simply placing it in his cheek for later use. (As a side note he also likes to eat Cheerios as a snack.) When we give Lathan more than two cheerios at a time, instead of eating them one, two, or three at a time, he likes to huck em' as far as possible. Just to let you know, I don't like dirty floors. I like everything to have a home. Lathan's books have a home next to the toy chest in a pile. Lathan's shoe's have three homes, a pair in the car, a pair in the closet and a pair on the shoe rack. His toys like their home in the toy chest. He even has a home for his refrigerator magnets...outside in the rocks and under the couch. At the end of each day when Lathan is ready to go to bed, we go through the house putting everything back in it's neat little home. The only problem is that if you don't pick up the cheerios first then they make a home in between the carpet fibers and the tread on your shoes. So if any of you that are reading this can relate, smile next time you notice your cheerios in their home nice and neat in your cereal bowl and think of me and Lathan rounding up the days herd of cheerios from all corners of the house. Now this is not only the case with cheerios but with anything you can think of. In this video we have Lathan helping Momamia roll the pennies that we collect for his college savings account. Here is another video of when he first started to walk as well. I just watched it and you should see him now. I will try to get you an updated one tomorrow. But nevertheless here are some tid bits of Lathan when he first started to walk. I hope you enjoy. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3eead63b1e71af31&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2448614476042533139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2448614476042533139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2448614476042533139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2448614476042533139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/04/cheerios.html' title='Cheerios'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-5349409817600916834</id><published>2008-03-06T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T08:06:46.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Often Reminders</title><content type='html'>I have often been reminded of the simple pleasures and joys that surround my daily life which sadly are forgotten or go unnoticed. Lathan has made this very plain to my sight, and thankfully I am beginning to enjoy those forgotten things once again. For example, yesterday as we were driving to the park, I had the windows down as it was a very nice day for things like that, and I heard this strange cooing and sounds of excitement behind me. I turned around and saw Lathan with both hands raised, straight up over his head, and his little hands grasping the air as if he was trying to catch the wind as it flew past him. His hair, what little he does have, was blowing in the wind and hitting his face like a morning kiss. He was so gleeful and excited to have discovered such a joy that I often forget is there because I get so wrapped up in worldly things such as traffic, and the guy next to me cutting everyone off, or the car behind me with his music so loud and annoying that my car is vibrating as I sit at the red light. All of those distractions that stare me in the face do not even phase Lathan...He found a joy in the wind that consumed all other distractions. After seeing his face and his enjoyment I quickly forgot about my distractions and began to smile and giggle to myself. Nothing could ruin my day after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-5349409817600916834?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/5349409817600916834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=5349409817600916834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5349409817600916834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5349409817600916834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/03/often-reminders.html' title='Often Reminders'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-96153452066139706</id><published>2008-02-23T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T21:04:05.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6j5dhOJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EVCYQKxtPX4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6j5dhOJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EVCYQKxtPX4/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170407866848327826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6kJdhOKI/AAAAAAAAABE/DvMarrDwllY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6kJdhOKI/AAAAAAAAABE/DvMarrDwllY/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170407871143295138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6kJdhOLI/AAAAAAAAABM/CqWJfgVVLVQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6kJdhOLI/AAAAAAAAABM/CqWJfgVVLVQ/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170407871143295154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6kZdhOMI/AAAAAAAAABU/OhCjKz5b7mw/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6kZdhOMI/AAAAAAAAABU/OhCjKz5b7mw/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170407875438262466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6kZdhONI/AAAAAAAAABc/LfTDUckv704/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6kZdhONI/AAAAAAAAABc/LfTDUckv704/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170407875438262482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few chances in life that something extra ordinary occurs. Ben, I, and Lathan stood at the top of our townhouse roof in Tucson to watch this extra ordinary event occur right before our eyes. Had this been an ordinary day you may look and think we were going to jump, but instead we stood gazing into the big night sky at one big yellow moon with a pair of binoculars in hand and a camera perched upon a tripod. If you happen to miss the total lunar eclipse, don't fret I think you will have your chance in 4 more years. Ben and I took wonderful pics of the slow transition into pitch black night with, you guessed it, NO visible light shining from the moon. It was very exciting, we hope you enjoy the pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-96153452066139706?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/96153452066139706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=96153452066139706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/96153452066139706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/96153452066139706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/02/lunar-eclipse.html' title='Lunar Eclipse'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R8D6j5dhOJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EVCYQKxtPX4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-984163065616665583</id><published>2008-02-18T10:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T11:43:26.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lathan is growing or I should say developing in leaps and bounds everyday. He is now pulling himself up into a standing position, as well as crawling very quickly, and if you give him your two pointer fingers he will quickly grab them, standup, and walk very quickly with much excitement. He also is learning that balls, blocks, and toys are much more fun to play with when they can be tossed out a cracked patio door. He does this exercise everyday. He also is becoming a very good book looker, and although he cannot read yet, he does know that with every page words are said aloud, and he practices making these sounds when momma or papa are not reading them. It is very interesting to see his little mind figuring out the world before him. 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Ben and I on occassion play tag which is very exhausting but fun, and we have begun to include Lathan in on the enjoyment as you will soon see. Enjoy and we will keep posting seeing that we have an audience. Tickets for the next show are on sale in a week or so. Love you all.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-51884d70a237780f" 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://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51884d70a237780f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D763F153800E541BF229A6A463ED38C159DD47889.6AC9BF131EDF9756E2B3BC434A31C2B61076F8EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51884d70a237780f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Di-M2v-CQUGgk0kT9fhnbHikd4nA&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://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51884d70a237780f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D763F153800E541BF229A6A463ED38C159DD47889.6AC9BF131EDF9756E2B3BC434A31C2B61076F8EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51884d70a237780f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Di-M2v-CQUGgk0kT9fhnbHikd4nA&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/2902510878992755214-3506373220110050499?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=51884d70a237780f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/3506373220110050499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=3506373220110050499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3506373220110050499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/3506373220110050499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/01/tag-youre-it.html' title='Tag You&apos;re It'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-5266624643072428540</id><published>2008-01-22T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:15:27.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Little Brynna and KerBear</title><content type='html'>Lathan and I love to play hide and seek around the recliner. He loves this game and every now and then he will try and peek around the side to see if maybe he spotted me. Tons of fun... &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-25c31b318cc83375" 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://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25c31b318cc83375%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C6FD8CFAC7721024170A17D497673587570CE5C.4A3D0E6F194FE87523DE04F058EF708890F5ECFD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25c31b318cc83375%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFwqvaJK5ExSggdD_fpQsROg0M9E&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://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25c31b318cc83375%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C6FD8CFAC7721024170A17D497673587570CE5C.4A3D0E6F194FE87523DE04F058EF708890F5ECFD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25c31b318cc83375%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFwqvaJK5ExSggdD_fpQsROg0M9E&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/2902510878992755214-5266624643072428540?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=25c31b318cc83375&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/5266624643072428540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=5266624643072428540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5266624643072428540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/5266624643072428540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-little-brynna-and-kerbear.html' title='For Little Brynna and KerBear'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-8318401553081547358</id><published>2008-01-08T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:35:41.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><title type='text'>Yellow Feathers+Cat=A Whole Lot of Fun</title><content type='html'>Okay, sorry for all the videos as of late, but we think you all will enjoy them so much. Lathan is growing in leaps and bounds everyday, and he finally is getting his first tooth. Yeah for the tooth, but not the pain. Anywho the video describes itself, we just thought you all would get a kick out of Lathan playing with Marcus. They really love each other, Marcus is definately a good sport and doesn't mind the sudden pulls and tugs. We are having fun trying to teach Lathan to give gentle pets...&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-83e23ec32f47f0fa" 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://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83e23ec32f47f0fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DA1220CD18244F56503A3FA81E311104AD2FF59.7DA0DC32604A6713BA1C5CAE88201E32C01FA168%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83e23ec32f47f0fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDygsJFYJ-wXm8U13cVT08Ix37sg&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://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83e23ec32f47f0fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DA1220CD18244F56503A3FA81E311104AD2FF59.7DA0DC32604A6713BA1C5CAE88201E32C01FA168%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83e23ec32f47f0fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDygsJFYJ-wXm8U13cVT08Ix37sg&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/2902510878992755214-8318401553081547358?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=83e23ec32f47f0fa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/8318401553081547358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=8318401553081547358&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8318401553081547358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/8318401553081547358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/01/yellow-featherscata-whole-lot-of-fun.html' title='Yellow Feathers+Cat=A Whole Lot of Fun'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1642574304854899362</id><published>2008-01-06T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:56:06.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike Huckabee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.MikeHuckabee.com" title="MikeHuckabee.com - I like Mike!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mikehuckabee.com/_images/banners/huckabee_ad_vote.jpg" width="150" height="200" border="0" alt="MikeHuckabee.com - I Like Mike!" title="MikeHuckabee.com - I Like Mike!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed in the race for the white house there are several candidates that will change their message as they go from state to state campaigning, just to get a vote.  Vote for someone who is, moderate, (can accomplish things for the people for which he serves, by truly finding win win situations for everyone to agree on) sincere, (believes in his convictions) and trustworthy (a record that shows proof of bringing real uplifting change to the people for whom he served).  Please use logic in picking a presidential candidate.  I am voting for Mike Huckabee, you don't have to but I am confidant that once you check out what he stands for at www.mikehuckabee.com you will vote for him too.  You don't have to be a white Christian with kids to vote for Mike, you can be a purple atheist with iguanas.  The only criteria for voting for Mike is that you are a person.  Thanks for taking the time to check him out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1642574304854899362?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1642574304854899362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1642574304854899362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1642574304854899362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1642574304854899362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-noticed-in-race-for-white-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1549035251892894948</id><published>2007-12-17T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T18:42:52.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lahan walks'/><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>I have noticed Lathan does not like to sit now that he knows how to stand.  For that matter, he only wants to stand and do nothing else.  It is a test of the ol' lower back to hold him up all day, but now that he has figured out how to take steps it is fun to see him "lead with his head."  Here is a little video of Lathan trying to get to the foot rest were our cat Littlest was sleeping.  Hope you enjoy.  We are, tremendously.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5ad751f3909955e3" 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://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5ad751f3909955e3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DFA4846777921A6CF08650E4D657476DD9ED89D.7C61F8C2E8C697FEB96B8E46A5EAD7CC099A819F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5ad751f3909955e3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh1Wm636L2IxyISJsBVMSD1T_IXc&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://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5ad751f3909955e3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DFA4846777921A6CF08650E4D657476DD9ED89D.7C61F8C2E8C697FEB96B8E46A5EAD7CC099A819F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5ad751f3909955e3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh1Wm636L2IxyISJsBVMSD1T_IXc&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/2902510878992755214-1549035251892894948?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5ad751f3909955e3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1549035251892894948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1549035251892894948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1549035251892894948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1549035251892894948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2007/12/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1057751548135142323</id><published>2007-12-12T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:26:31.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stand I Can'/><title type='text'>Yeah I can stand on my own</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R2CKHht_PcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VKtNi-QxFbI/s1600-h/IMG_2449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R2CKHht_PcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VKtNi-QxFbI/s320/IMG_2449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143262636372082114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lathan can stand all on his own. Yeah for strong legs. Our cat Marcus who loves little Lathan is the source for Lathans motivation to crawl and stand. You see, before Lathan could move, Marcus was pretty safe anywhere he chose to sleep. Lathan figured out that if he tried hard enough he could eventually get to the cat. So after about 2 weeks of frustrated grunts and slow progression, he is finally able to scoot across the room fairly quick to Marcus. Well Marcus got smart and decided the foot rest was safety enough for him because Lathan was unable to reach him at that height. Not anymore. Lathan loves to be helped to his feet and love standing all on his own. Mamma's days are a bit busier as before, the tiny pieces of string, or rock, or whatever it may be, Lathan finds and quickly tries to eat it. It is quite funny but I never thought I'd like my vacuum as much as I do now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-1057751548135142323?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1057751548135142323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1057751548135142323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1057751548135142323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1057751548135142323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2007/12/yeah-i-can-stand-on-my-own.html' title='Yeah I can stand on my own'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/R2CKHht_PcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VKtNi-QxFbI/s72-c/IMG_2449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-1067302546051385963</id><published>2007-11-17T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T07:02:41.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broccoli Anyone</title><content type='html'>Lathan this past week did something with his food that was hilarious to watch, so I am attempting to download a video for you all to watch and laugh. It made dinner that much more fun. Although he is still not eating real food yet, he feels very included when he can pretend, or practice.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9f70d8da7196151f" 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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f70d8da7196151f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85CB273B72E41D6A00181248C1C66FF20667644D.27734757F7C15FD50C98E0E05E8744F0FBC74277%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f70d8da7196151f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5vygbOSl8UzePunmHy8w1InxA_I&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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f70d8da7196151f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329995142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85CB273B72E41D6A00181248C1C66FF20667644D.27734757F7C15FD50C98E0E05E8744F0FBC74277%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f70d8da7196151f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5vygbOSl8UzePunmHy8w1InxA_I&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/2902510878992755214-1067302546051385963?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9f70d8da7196151f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/1067302546051385963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=1067302546051385963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1067302546051385963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/1067302546051385963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2007/11/broccoli-anyone.html' title='Broccoli Anyone'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-7852871015075259915</id><published>2007-11-07T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T15:50:31.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafeteria Stare'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you remember in elementary or high school sitting across from friends or just class mates in the cafeteria, and having that one or two individuals always staring at your food like if they stare long and hard enough you may offer them some???  Well Lathan has begun that practice... I have never felt so guilty for eating in front of someone until now. I guess it is because he is still solely on breast milk and is becoming more and more curious about what momma and daddy are doing putting that stuff in their mouths.  I have given in occasionally and let him do a bit of tasting just so he feels included on the whole eating from a spoon ordeal.  I can't turn away from those big beautiful begging blue eyes.  Well that's it for now. PS. He is beginning to stick his bottom in the air and slowly tuck his legs underneath himself, soon to be crawling I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-7852871015075259915?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/7852871015075259915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=7852871015075259915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7852871015075259915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/7852871015075259915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2007/11/do-you-remember-in-elementary-or-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-316180488690245054</id><published>2007-10-28T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:36:24.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toes'/><title type='text'>Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyV4PoP14OI/AAAAAAAAAAg/W6uLqPjq4IM/s1600-h/IMG_1848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyV4PoP14OI/AAAAAAAAAAg/W6uLqPjq4IM/s200/IMG_1848.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126635960728412386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyV4P4P14PI/AAAAAAAAAAo/grYQENCx6F8/s1600-h/IMG_2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyV4P4P14PI/AAAAAAAAAAo/grYQENCx6F8/s200/IMG_2122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126635965023379698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               I have noticed that little people are smarter than we "adults" give them credit for.  For example, Lathan is not yet six months old but he understands a whole plethora of things.  Two tid bits I have picked up on him understanding are numbers counted in sequential order, and his feet.  Lathan and I will count his toes, flower pedals, cracks in the sidewalk, clouds, leaves, ants, people, pages, pictures, keys, fingers, socks, fan blades, stars, dollars, coins, and anything else that can be counted.  We also play a game were I count to three and if his feet aren't tucked away under the blanket by the time I get to three then I pretend to eat them by gumming his little toes.  He squeels and screeches and laphes with a big toothless smile and his little dimple but never can get his toes to the safe spot under the blanket.  He knows the numbers.  You can see him tense up and grab his toes and try and put them in his mouth or somewere safe before I get to three.  I can't wait to count the fish we catch together, the mountains we climb together and the books we read together.  Well maybe next time we can talk about Lathan the explorer.  Oh...for those of who are reading these blogs and want to know who is posting them, you will know it is Ben every time I start the blog with "I have noticed."  Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-316180488690245054?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/316180488690245054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=316180488690245054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/316180488690245054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/316180488690245054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2007/10/smarter-than-you-think.html' title='Counting'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyV4PoP14OI/AAAAAAAAAAg/W6uLqPjq4IM/s72-c/IMG_1848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2564284743156883206</id><published>2007-10-27T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T12:00:07.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday Mornings'/><title type='text'>Distractions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyOKf4P14NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/z45J34Yjm5A/s1600-h/IMG_2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyOKf4P14NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/z45J34Yjm5A/s200/IMG_2105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126093081157165266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am trying to feed Lathan and put him down for a nap right...Sounds easy enough but why do I have trouble, trouble occurring usually on Saturdays. Ah hah, Ben is home, and my what a distractions he creates for Lathan. It's like the two of them can read each others minds and they love to stare and smile at each other. Food, no, Lathan is not hungry when Dads around, nor is he tired. I just say oh well, I'll try again in an hour. It's fun seeing the two take bond to each other. Absolute joy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2564284743156883206?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2564284743156883206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2564284743156883206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2564284743156883206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2564284743156883206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2007/10/distractions.html' title='Distractions'/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyOKf4P14NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/z45J34Yjm5A/s72-c/IMG_2105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2902510878992755214.post-2017623508924766880</id><published>2007-10-26T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T15:43:22.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyJtXIP14MI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EawfAL7MdEQ/s1600-h/IMG_1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyJtXIP14MI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EawfAL7MdEQ/s320/IMG_1999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125779570019393730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2902510878992755214-2017623508924766880?l=elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/feeds/2017623508924766880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2902510878992755214&amp;postID=2017623508924766880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2017623508924766880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2902510878992755214/posts/default/2017623508924766880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethlotzgesell.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth Lotzgesell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802006143760770713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/SyWICR96JqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s2tZo1aoc9A/S220/DSC_0316.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ewdFfA9CVUU/RyJtXIP14MI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EawfAL7MdEQ/s72-c/IMG_1999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
