<?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-4505701651530896350</id><updated>2011-09-30T07:12:57.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pursuit of Lantzhood...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5588027640938825416</id><published>2011-09-07T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T18:45:30.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole and his thoughts</title><content type='html'>Cole had a few things that he has said today that I had to write down:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning he jumped into bed with me and we were talking about preschool.  I asked him if he was excited and he said, "Yes".  I then asked if he was ready to get some time away from mommy.  He leaped across the bed and started hugging me and said, "No, mommy? can you cancel preschool, I don't want to be away from you."  And even when I put him to bed he kept asking if I could "unsign him up from preschool"  So, apparently, I did not do a good job in preparing him that I would drop him off and not stay with him.  Here's to hoping he does fine Monday.  We have his open house tomorrow night so I think that will help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Cole was eating breakfast he asked me, "How can Jesus still be in my heart?  I have a lot of food in my belly."  It made me smile.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then at dinner out of the blue Cole says, "Mommy, I don't want daddy to marry you."  I asked him why not, and he said " Cause I want to marry you when im 14"  Well, my heart was melting and I tried explaining that mommy and daddy are already married and that if we weren't he wouldn't be here, but who knows what he thought of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cole also told me the other day, "Mommy, (baby's name) is gonna have bad dreams, he is gonna wake up crying, i'm gonna get you to pick him up, and then I'm gonna hold him."  He is so excited almost 99% of the time.  Only every once in awhile I get asked, "why did you want another baby in your belly?"  I try to explain that he is pretty amazing and we thought it would be fun to have another baby.  He informed me, "well you're not gonna love him very much"  I asked why and he said, "cause you love me the best"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He keeps asking "when  is the baby gonna pop out?" I think he is hoping he (baby) comes out wanting to play super heroes with him....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5588027640938825416?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5588027640938825416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5588027640938825416' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5588027640938825416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5588027640938825416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/cole-and-his-thoughts.html' title='Cole and his thoughts'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-3426138281098092455</id><published>2011-06-28T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T06:19:31.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fly...</title><content type='html'>Cole just said, "mommy, do you know what that fly did?"  "It bit me on the boob!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-3426138281098092455?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3426138281098092455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=3426138281098092455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3426138281098092455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3426138281098092455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2011/06/fly.html' title='the fly...'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-3409519459497986905</id><published>2011-06-20T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:40:34.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a BOY its a BOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZJTJ31XfNQ/TgASovgQN9I/AAAAAAAAAno/bG8s7qzoNTk/s1600/DSCN2335.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-lZJTJ31XfNQ/TgASovgQN9I/AAAAAAAAAno/bG8s7qzoNTk/s320/DSCN2335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620512826114193362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its "ultrasound official" we are having baby boy #2!  We are thrilled and this little guy looks healthy:)  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our big boy is amazing!  I catch myself just staring at him and he is so so thoughtful.  We were at a friends campfire and there were a bunch of kids running around so Cole was playing with them for awhile and next thing you know, he walks into the adult circle of chairs with 3 beautiful yellow flowers for me that he picked.  I don't know if this one could get any sweeter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which, makes it wonderful to think of having another boy around here (not to mention not having to share my husband with another girl:) however, I feel that Cole has set a pretty high standard and i want this baby to be exactly how God made him but yet, am nervous because I love everything about Cole!  Honestly, he is such a wonderful kid.  yes, he can be naughty but he rarely has to be punished.  usually, he listens to what he is told and he is proud of himself for listening the first time, unless he is without a nap (which is usually my fault).  I love that Cole is so concerned about how I am feeling if I have a cold and is always praying for peoples hurt body parts:)  So, i guess even if this little one is a complete handful and if he is naughty more than nice and not one to snuggle, I will still love him just the way he is because I know that God made this little baby just for me and I wouldn't want him any other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-3409519459497986905?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3409519459497986905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=3409519459497986905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3409519459497986905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3409519459497986905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-boy-its-boy.html' title='Its a BOY its a BOY!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZJTJ31XfNQ/TgASovgQN9I/AAAAAAAAAno/bG8s7qzoNTk/s72-c/DSCN2335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-8412027262131853485</id><published>2011-03-23T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T13:19:38.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its been forever....</title><content type='html'>Well, i kind of am not good at updating but Cole had quite a interesting question this morning and I thought I would share....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cole-" Mommy how do babies come out?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me- " (stuttering) "Well, Cole, what do you think?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C- "a slide?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M- "yes, thats right....a slide"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C- "Where is the slide?" (as he is staring at me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M- "Ummm...why don't we ask daddy when he gets home..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C- "No, I think you know"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MY GOODNESS!!!  This little boy is totally calling me out.  He was not gonna let it drop until daddy came home.  Good grief:)   How do these things even get in his mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-8412027262131853485?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8412027262131853485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=8412027262131853485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8412027262131853485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8412027262131853485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-been-forever.html' title='its been forever....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5903744804503742960</id><published>2011-01-24T04:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T05:05:29.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>C-O-L-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh man... look at this sweet face! I want to kiss his little lips and rub my nose on his sweet chubby ckeeks.  Hard to imagine he will be in preschool in just 6 short months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TT12Y7BMmvI/AAAAAAAAAnM/ZZF-dFgSum8/s1600/DSCN2018.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/_02rlq8m8mZA/TT12Y7BMmvI/AAAAAAAAAnM/ZZF-dFgSum8/s320/DSCN2018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565734885031451378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of preschool..... so apparently he knows how to write his name.  You have to tell him what letter to write (however when you ask him how to spell his name he will tell you)  Oh, this name writing came as a shock because we have NEVER worked on writing letters.  Everytime I ask if he wants to learn to write letters he says, "Nah".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TT12YbQ4ENI/AAAAAAAAAnE/b0RfL_HWzk4/s1600/DSCN2029.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/_02rlq8m8mZA/TT12YbQ4ENI/AAAAAAAAAnE/b0RfL_HWzk4/s320/DSCN2029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565734876507279570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little guys imagination is running wild these days, which is very fun but kind of exhausting.  He received a "Woody" doll for Christmas from my sister and he is now going everywhere instead of his "lightning mcqueen" car.  Our fat dog, Moose, is now called "Buster" and an imaginary "Jessie" and "Bullseye" are running around everywhere!  Jessie, Woody, Bullseye, and Cole are going on Buffalo hunts with Indians most of the days..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh how I wish he would never grow up....I'm gonna miss everything about this little 3 year old.....well time to dry the tears and get myself around before he wakes up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5903744804503742960?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5903744804503742960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5903744804503742960' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5903744804503742960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5903744804503742960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/c-o-l-e.html' title='C-O-L-E'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TT12Y7BMmvI/AAAAAAAAAnM/ZZF-dFgSum8/s72-c/DSCN2018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-2518977535003772107</id><published>2011-01-01T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:19:34.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TSAYsm94Q1I/AAAAAAAAAm4/0tuq0dsP1IY/s1600/DSCN1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TSAXpnsz-BI/AAAAAAAAAl4/RC_ueRcuB4c/s320/DSCN1892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557467943974205458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-2518977535003772107?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2518977535003772107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=2518977535003772107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2518977535003772107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2518977535003772107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-love.html' title='In love...'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TSAYsm94Q1I/AAAAAAAAAm4/0tuq0dsP1IY/s72-c/DSCN1940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5024888365995873505</id><published>2010-12-02T19:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T20:06:07.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ways of Cole---</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TPhsgVE41NI/AAAAAAAAAlk/w_g9UDnHQmc/s1600/DSCN1760.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/_02rlq8m8mZA/TPhsgVE41NI/AAAAAAAAAlk/w_g9UDnHQmc/s320/DSCN1760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546302243776025810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the days when seeing joy is easy as pie.  Well, that has been my week... makes for a pretty good week especially when the Code man is out of town... Here are some highlights of my week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~Cole does not quite understand that &lt;b&gt;everyone&lt;/b&gt; has a butt crack and that is is always "cracked". He talks about putting his butt crack on the "welf" (shelf)...I don't know why but it cracks me up.  We were eating lunch today and he looked and me and said with a straight face, "I have a butt crack, again" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Cole was sitting on the potty and I was trying to fish a booger out of his nose.  Well, the booger was pretty stuck and so we were slowly chiseling away at it when he says, "Mommy, try this (he reaches his hand around to the back of his head and starts hitting his head) maybe that will help!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ He also asked me one day "did you eat your boogers when you were a little girl?" To which I replied, "No" he then proceeds to say, "I do...they get stuck in the middle"  (meaning between his teeth in the gap:) Okay, I have never seen him eat his boogers but that is definitely encouragement to remember to brush his teeth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~When I ask him if he wants to go to preschool he says, "NO, you might get sad", he nailed that one on the head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many more but those are the ones that have brought me so much joy lately.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, this one is kind of funny but not so joyful....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were waiting for Cody to get on Skype and I was making popcorn in the kitchen so I put the laptop by him and told him when the computer started to ring to yell for me so I could answer Cody's skype call.  Well, not but 5 mins later I hear some mumbling about "T" and walk into the living room where he is holding up the "T" key.  I asked him why he pulled it off and he says, "cause i don't like T"  so he then proceeds to ask ,"where that other piece went?" crawls on the floor and brings me the remaining piece of the key.....I tried to be disappointed,  I really really did but he was so honest about it, I just couldn't help it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5024888365995873505?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5024888365995873505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5024888365995873505' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5024888365995873505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5024888365995873505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/12/ways-of-cole.html' title='The ways of Cole---'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TPhsgVE41NI/AAAAAAAAAlk/w_g9UDnHQmc/s72-c/DSCN1760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5020048061046225869</id><published>2010-10-23T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T17:46:47.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TMOB1eTN8tI/AAAAAAAAAlU/r24D6vOR_XU/s1600/IMG_1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TMOA7UsO4FI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iIIOcvMWmNw/s320/IMG_1467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531406523995971666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5020048061046225869?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5020048061046225869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5020048061046225869' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5020048061046225869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5020048061046225869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/10/fun-at-park.html' title='Fun at the Park'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TMOB1eTN8tI/AAAAAAAAAlU/r24D6vOR_XU/s72-c/IMG_1623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-8590188282632722373</id><published>2010-10-14T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:24:38.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Cards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, we went to Muncie for our 2nd annual-skip one year, tailgate.  It was BSU's homecoming and they played Eastern or Western Michigan (I know, that is really bad that I don't know but honestly I didn't watch the game)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother, Tyler came from IWU to hang with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TLfuxsuGYcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6TAD4fw_Q0k/s1600/DSCN1626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TLfuxsuGYcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6TAD4fw_Q0k/s320/DSCN1626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528149605206090178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My best friend, Kira, and her husband, Scott, graciously host us EVERY TIME we stay in Muncie!  Cole and their son Brody are BFFs!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TLfuxhm08QI/AAAAAAAAAjU/3FGttV5IfUc/s1600/DSCN1621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TLfuxhm08QI/AAAAAAAAAjU/3FGttV5IfUc/s320/DSCN1621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528149602222797058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, look at these two cute little boys!  They get along great, unless Cole says "Crunchy" then for some reason, unbeknownst to us, Brody gets so mad, and says, "No, it's Crun-cheee" and then Cole says, "no its Tun-chee" and then you can pretty much imagine what the next 5 minutes sounds like:) Man, they sure are cute little buddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TLfuxeCiHfI/AAAAAAAAAjM/fYGt0XNKBMA/s1600/DSCN1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TLfuxeCiHfI/AAAAAAAAAjM/fYGt0XNKBMA/s320/DSCN1623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528149601265262066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a not so awesome family picture. The funny part about Charlie the Cardinal is that when we first got to the stadium we were waiting on our friends so we went to visit the Ticket Office (that is where Cody used to work).  When we came out we saw Charlie and Cole didn't want to go up and say "Hi".  So, we told Cole to go tackle him, he loved that idea so he ran up and tackled him to the ground, some camera guy was taping it and then after he got Charlie to the ground, Cole did a WWF kind of stomp on Charlie's chest!  Everyone was laughing so hard.  I guess it made the pre-game on TV....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TLfuw9kJxlI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0sfGkpzyNVc/s1600/DSCN1617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TLfuw9kJxlI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0sfGkpzyNVc/s320/DSCN1617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528149592547903058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cole seriously had the time of his life!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the boys rocking out with the marching band!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-914948d42e630eca" 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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D914948d42e630eca%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330459457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71C16443298354F59C3A34189F5809A053F6AE1C.17422DA60FAC7B67C83EAD10F69590BC9DA092E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D914948d42e630eca%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPpw-tCQSmnarpVEqovNJZ4ZXtH4&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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D914948d42e630eca%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330459457%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71C16443298354F59C3A34189F5809A053F6AE1C.17422DA60FAC7B67C83EAD10F69590BC9DA092E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D914948d42e630eca%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPpw-tCQSmnarpVEqovNJZ4ZXtH4&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/4505701651530896350-8590188282632722373?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8590188282632722373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=8590188282632722373' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8590188282632722373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8590188282632722373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/10/go-cards.html' title='Go Cards!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TLfuxsuGYcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6TAD4fw_Q0k/s72-c/DSCN1626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-928189866624604708</id><published>2010-09-12T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T18:32:47.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am really struggling with updating this thing.  Even when I want to write something, my mind goes blank and I can't think of anything to say.  So, this is all I can think of.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody and I  reminded Cole it was important to not interrupt when people are talking.  He looked at us and said "What does that mean? Is it like a volcano?" We were cracking up!&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TI1-usY85XI/AAAAAAAAAi0/JYThBEkLtFk/s320/DSCN1357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture has nothing to do with anything I said but I MADE THIS TRACK and I was so excited that I needed to take a picture.  You can't tell very well but parts of this track is elevated with tracks running under it.  It took way more time to build than I care to admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-928189866624604708?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/928189866624604708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=928189866624604708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/928189866624604708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/928189866624604708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-really-struggling-with-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TI1-usY85XI/AAAAAAAAAi0/JYThBEkLtFk/s72-c/DSCN1357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6174217987505427699</id><published>2010-09-02T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T20:46:18.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of EVERYTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, Cole took his shirt off the other day and pointed to his nipple and said, "I have a nibble".  Which I answered, "yes you sure do"  The question that followed stumped me a bit.  He asked, "momma, why you have nibbles?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrvTWvJ4I/AAAAAAAAAis/UxVWSmoWR9k/s1600/DSCN1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrvTWvJ4I/AAAAAAAAAis/UxVWSmoWR9k/s320/DSCN1458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512524404295149442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ummm... well lets see, I started out telling him that I am not sure why boys have nipples but God gave them to everybody and that Mommy's have nipples so that they can feed babies.  But then I thought that it might be a bit confusing and a bit too much, because he doesn't do that, and I pray that he doesn't remember doing it either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrtLU_MDI/AAAAAAAAAik/wvN9ZnVRCiI/s1600/DSCN1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrtLU_MDI/AAAAAAAAAik/wvN9ZnVRCiI/s320/DSCN1456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512524367780589618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; So, fast forward a few paragraphs into the conversation and I found myself begging for Cody to be in town so that he can clean up the mess I just made.  I mean the boy is three and I think he just got a little TMI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrsmhBtCI/AAAAAAAAAic/Np7Cp2MVkug/s1600/DSCN1477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrsmhBtCI/AAAAAAAAAic/Np7Cp2MVkug/s320/DSCN1477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512524357898974242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, if you haven't noticed I am a nervous talker and I don't know when to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrsfpzkjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/tNsVa305Uak/s1600/DSCN1482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrsfpzkjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/tNsVa305Uak/s320/DSCN1482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512524356056748594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On another subject, Cole had his first soccer game tonight.  It was so cute to watch.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrrxD6DWI/AAAAAAAAAiM/cNXLOaAi74k/s1600/DSCN1476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrrxD6DWI/AAAAAAAAAiM/cNXLOaAi74k/s320/DSCN1476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512524343549758818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He seems to totally not understand the game and that made it even better, not to mention he totally looks like he is a soccer player I mean the hair is adorable but totally out of control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He seemed to run off the field in the middle of the game and not think twice about it.  He ran off of the field to greet my dad when he got there.  He ranto me from the clear other side of the field , in the middle of the game yelling..."Mama Mama, I need to tell you wumpin' (something)!" Absolutely priceless!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrUv81qMI/AAAAAAAAAiE/ZnTlBZcElSE/s1600/DSCN1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrUv81qMI/AAAAAAAAAiE/ZnTlBZcElSE/s320/DSCN1474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512523948114684098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrUBz3w0I/AAAAAAAAAh8/BRCIWNcJcLc/s1600/DSCN1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrUBz3w0I/AAAAAAAAAh8/BRCIWNcJcLc/s320/DSCN1472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512523935729042242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrTwLQuPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/BPsUOhXNwiU/s1600/DSCN1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrTwLQuPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/BPsUOhXNwiU/s320/DSCN1469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512523930995308786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrTXQfgNI/AAAAAAAAAhs/wkfW674axIo/s1600/DSCN1468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrTXQfgNI/AAAAAAAAAhs/wkfW674axIo/s320/DSCN1468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512523924306362578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cole also took the picture of my mom's hand, the picture of his grandma's hair, and the picture of my niece, all by himself. I would say he is pretty good with the camera:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6174217987505427699?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6174217987505427699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6174217987505427699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6174217987505427699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6174217987505427699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-bit-of-everything.html' title='A little bit of EVERYTHING'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TIBrvTWvJ4I/AAAAAAAAAis/UxVWSmoWR9k/s72-c/DSCN1458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6339408326955332370</id><published>2010-08-25T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:37:20.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Mama--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, he has not even played in a game yet but seeing him all dressed up makes me smile.  I know his daddy was pretty excited to go and buy his first pair of cleats.  We got into the car and Cody said, "I have been waiting for this day my whole life."  He didn't think his first pair of cleats would be soccer cleats but there is no way this momma would let someone tackle her baby in a football league at the age of 3, even if they had football available.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/THVTZhAP78I/AAAAAAAAAgY/w50D94GDZuM/s1600/DSCN1425.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/_02rlq8m8mZA/THVTZhAP78I/AAAAAAAAAgY/w50D94GDZuM/s320/DSCN1425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509401416978919362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cody was into making sure that his socks and cleats and shin guards were all matching.  He didn't end up with Nike like he has on in the picture but with adidas instead.  However, finding a XXS in youth soccer shorts proved to be quite the task and so he ended up with Umbro shorts.  Let's just say his daddy favors Adidas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/THVTZyC-AcI/AAAAAAAAAgg/AYnQVoFTuLs/s320/DSCN1428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, he looks adorable lets hope he at least enjoys soccer enough to play at more than one game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6339408326955332370?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6339408326955332370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6339408326955332370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6339408326955332370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6339408326955332370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/08/proud-mama.html' title='Proud Mama--'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/THVTZhAP78I/AAAAAAAAAgY/w50D94GDZuM/s72-c/DSCN1425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-257262219754969584</id><published>2010-08-13T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:22:17.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tow Mater....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TGf3BomYilI/AAAAAAAAAfo/5SCDgFt2CKM/s1600/DSCN1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TGf3BomYilI/AAAAAAAAAfo/5SCDgFt2CKM/s200/DSCN1389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505640676934060626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this awesome!  We found this on our way to Pittsburgh at a rest stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-257262219754969584?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/257262219754969584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=257262219754969584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/257262219754969584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/257262219754969584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/08/tow-mater.html' title='Tow Mater....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TGf3BomYilI/AAAAAAAAAfo/5SCDgFt2CKM/s72-c/DSCN1389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-810974310007290060</id><published>2010-08-05T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:12:27.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had $10,168 to dispose of.....</title><content type='html'>I would get one of these...&lt;div&gt;                                                  &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFttwkCeS3I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LXXZ1ZOYxjo/s200/amazon_kindle_dx_i1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;      and some of these.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFtu7TL0I5I/AAAAAAAAAfg/2kg1BhJC5a0/s1600/victorias+secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFtu7TL0I5I/AAAAAAAAAfg/2kg1BhJC5a0/s200/victorias+secret.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502113334804358034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to hoping Cody realizes how much money I really did save by breast feeding...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-810974310007290060?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/810974310007290060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=810974310007290060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/810974310007290060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/810974310007290060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-i-had-10168-to-dispose-of.html' title='If I had $10,168 to dispose of.....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFttwkCeS3I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LXXZ1ZOYxjo/s72-c/amazon_kindle_dx_i1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5838885544376744174</id><published>2010-08-02T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T12:34:08.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole is 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My Baby is 3! I can't believe it! I don't think Cole can either, he kept getting mad at us when we would tell him he was 3, he would tell us that he was 2. He said" it was not his birthday and that his birthday was coming up at the end of July" However, we talked about this on August 1st:) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFca9MIv_CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3Jdo2W-pcS4/s1600/DSCN1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500895108388617250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFca9MIv_CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3Jdo2W-pcS4/s200/DSCN1356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He kept changing his mind about what kind of birthday he wanted...Ice cream, Thomas, Wonder Pets, Monsters Inc., Muddy Thomas, Cars, etc.... So, he got a red and blue birthday along with some cupcakes bakes in ice cream cones and dirt pudding to satisfy his inner boy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFca854DL8I/AAAAAAAAAe4/3kAo12lVliw/s1600/DSCN1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500895103486734274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFca854DL8I/AAAAAAAAAe4/3kAo12lVliw/s200/DSCN1343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody took the day off and we went to the beach! Cole loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFca8Fl-LjI/AAAAAAAAAew/Bs59NdbuFIo/s1600/DSCN1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500895089452265010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFca8Fl-LjI/AAAAAAAAAew/Bs59NdbuFIo/s200/DSCN1330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He kept chasing all the birds!  They loved his Goldfish crackers. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500896854413567394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcci0liZaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/IBQZEmippvc/s200/DSCN1304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFca70kczoI/AAAAAAAAAeo/J5oVUSEb6MM/s1600/DSCN1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500895084882480770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFca70kczoI/AAAAAAAAAeo/J5oVUSEb6MM/s200/DSCN1307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcaePQNpzI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Ak-3ECSLI4c/s1600/DSCN1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500894576649283378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcaePQNpzI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Ak-3ECSLI4c/s200/DSCN1300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We buried him in the sand~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcads018mI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ARiefCKQECA/s1600/DSCN1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500894567407678050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcads018mI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ARiefCKQECA/s200/DSCN1287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ran like they were on BayWatch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcadRALHPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pBsM-YaI44U/s1600/DSCN1278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500894559939009778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcadRALHPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pBsM-YaI44U/s200/DSCN1278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Breakfast,we tried so hard to get Cole to hold up 3 fingers but they all kept falling down....so Cody had to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500894558387575282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcadLOSGfI/AAAAAAAAAeI/7p73V9g3rOk/s200/DSCN1274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His Favorite snack minus the sand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcaci-_KfI/AAAAAAAAAeA/N_wFmDNen7k/s1600/DSCN1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500894547586001394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFcaci-_KfI/AAAAAAAAAeA/N_wFmDNen7k/s200/DSCN1301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful boy, we are so blessed to be his mom and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5838885544376744174?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5838885544376744174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5838885544376744174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5838885544376744174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5838885544376744174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/08/cole-is-3.html' title='Cole is 3!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TFca9MIv_CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3Jdo2W-pcS4/s72-c/DSCN1356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-8083280354446697781</id><published>2010-07-18T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:35:55.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getaway-</title><content type='html'>We left our little man and i did not cry!  He asked me to go bye bye and  the he acted like he was going to get upset.  I asked him what was wrong and he said that," Grandma, told me i can't have my present til after dinner"  So, I am VERY glad we got him a gift for each day!  It sure makes it hard to cry when your cutie seems so excited for his first "No parents allowed week". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TEO2sMNTh1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/GeydkmKAmJA/s1600/DSCN1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436840629667666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TEO2sMNTh1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/GeydkmKAmJA/s320/DSCN1242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We headed to Indy for the night to stay with some friends.  We had a great time catching up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TEO2rnHNwlI/AAAAAAAAAdw/XkUaXPpkh5A/s1600/DSCN1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436830672011858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TEO2rnHNwlI/AAAAAAAAAdw/XkUaXPpkh5A/s320/DSCN1230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, NASHVILLE, TN.  My dearest sis in law lives there and kindly hosted us for 3 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TEO2rRPXicI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IgYpwS8gJCY/s1600/DSCN1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436824800627138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TEO2rRPXicI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IgYpwS8gJCY/s320/DSCN1240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop Asheville, NC.  A vacation, oh I mean business trip, for Pellet Fuel industries was underway.  Cody playes golf a few times at the resort &lt;a href="http://www.groveparkinn.com/"&gt;http://www.groveparkinn.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I hiked with some spouses and visited the mall and drove downtown.  I have realized I really really enjoy going off by myself and just driving to see what is around.  The pool here is also beautiful and it is a hike if you don't take the shuttle.  7/10th of a mile to be exact.  This place is huge!  The main inn is almost 100 years old.  Don't mind the scaffolding in the picture, they are replacing the roof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TEO2rFCO-2I/AAAAAAAAAdg/fDJIHAWrL7o/s1600/DSCN1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436821524314978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TEO2rFCO-2I/AAAAAAAAAdg/fDJIHAWrL7o/s320/DSCN1235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomorrow, I am hoping to read some more by the pool, or maybe I will go shopping.  Cody is so wonderful and encourages me to go do whatever i feel like.  If only I could get him to approve of a $225 dollar massage in the underground spa or even an $80 manicure...Haha, I'm not gonna push my luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-8083280354446697781?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8083280354446697781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=8083280354446697781' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8083280354446697781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8083280354446697781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/07/getaway.html' title='Getaway-'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TEO2sMNTh1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/GeydkmKAmJA/s72-c/DSCN1242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5898782371452657055</id><published>2010-07-12T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:53:05.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;From around the corner I peeked at him.  He was in the pool with his swim teacher (my cousin's girlfriend).  He had a look of determination and he was trying so hard.  He was soaking in everything she had to say and repeating, "kick and pull" to himself.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TDvt1MK87qI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0Qy5W2_HLtg/s1600/DSCN1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493245654930772818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TDvt0ZYbU1I/AAAAAAAAAdI/F_VpkP3Twzw/s320/DSCN1213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As he got closer to me, I quickly jumped behind the barn so he wouldn't see me.  I did not want to be "one of those" moms:)  I turned and walked back towards the house with tears in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493245668564463266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TDvt1MK87qI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0Qy5W2_HLtg/s320/DSCN1228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is everything I have prayed for and so much more.  Thank you, Jesus, for my sweet miracle baby.  I never thought I would ever be as blessed as I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493245657764695426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TDvt0j8FjYI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zZXH5esa560/s320/DSCN1229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5898782371452657055?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5898782371452657055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5898782371452657055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5898782371452657055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5898782371452657055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/07/from-around-corner-i-peeked-at-him.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TDvt0ZYbU1I/AAAAAAAAAdI/F_VpkP3Twzw/s72-c/DSCN1213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6118981433065406292</id><published>2010-07-02T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:18:05.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5T3AFD9TI/AAAAAAAAAcs/9efKfagTKqU/s1600/DSCN1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489417200190354738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5T3AFD9TI/AAAAAAAAAcs/9efKfagTKqU/s320/DSCN1047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad is helping Cole rollerblade during out FREAKING HUGE garage sale...by huge I mean 17 families...oh yes, Cole is in underwear at the garage sale, I failed to mention that he whipped his pants down to pee in the toy section of the barn and when i reminded him the next day to not go pee in the barn he stands with his toes on the concrete at the door and pees in the rocks in front of everyone....gotta love the obedient kids:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5T1yI8q4I/AAAAAAAAAcc/6IofjltyW08/s1600/DSCN1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489417179268688770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5T1yI8q4I/AAAAAAAAAcc/6IofjltyW08/s320/DSCN1073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I knew Cole was on the couch and walked into my room to get something and couldn't find him, he wasn't on the couch and i was calling for him....then i saw the curls!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5TjL9G4fI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wt9I-FMT-BQ/s1600/DSCN1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489416859780833778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5TjL9G4fI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wt9I-FMT-BQ/s320/DSCN1087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have such a good swimmer on our hands.  After an hour of being in the pool he was swimming all over the place (don't worry daddy was in there with him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5TiMVURwI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Q5SJJ6fY47s/s1600/DSCN1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489416842702505730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5TiMVURwI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Q5SJJ6fY47s/s320/DSCN1091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laidig girls- annual Chicago Trip 2010&lt;br /&gt;(mom and me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5Th3RiSSI/AAAAAAAAAcE/eokwcLE79Es/s1600/DSCN1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489416837049501986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5Th3RiSSI/AAAAAAAAAcE/eokwcLE79Es/s320/DSCN1090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sisters (Tiffany and Brittany)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5ThZLEeTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Gb3WU1V0aCI/s1600/DSCN1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489416828969318706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5ThZLEeTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Gb3WU1V0aCI/s320/DSCN1104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother in law gave me a pie plate when Cody and I were dating.  Her mother in law gave her one when she married Cody's dad.  So, it was a sentimental pie plate.  Well, while we were moving, it broke.  She replaced it with this really pretty one.  So, I thought I needed to post this cause it looks pretty...Rhubarb blueberry crisp....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, did i mention, my husbands coming home from a business trip and I cooked AND baked....I know I know I over did myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5TgR5U4oI/AAAAAAAAAb0/itVLJbZSGIM/s1600/DSCN1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489416809835979394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5TgR5U4oI/AAAAAAAAAb0/itVLJbZSGIM/s320/DSCN1103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is feeling pretty confident in the water as you can see.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, this little curly heads imagination is starting to take off....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is how the conversation went while grocery shopping after he heard a boy in another aisle yell, "MOM!"&lt;br /&gt;C: what that boy say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I don't know, what did he say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: "MOM!" ,we need to find that boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Why buddy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: that boy is lost and scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: why do you think he is lost and scared?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: he is lost and scared in the hallway (i think he meant aisle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I think he is okay but keeping looking to see if you can find him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: that boy is lost and scared in the hallway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me:  I really think that boy is okay but keep your eyes peeled for him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c: what Eye peeled mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: keep looking for him babe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c: maybe he is in a dinosaur mouth....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have heard of dinosaur attacks at Meiler lately, its a shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6118981433065406292?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6118981433065406292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6118981433065406292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6118981433065406292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6118981433065406292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/07/randomness.html' title='Randomness--'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TC5T3AFD9TI/AAAAAAAAAcs/9efKfagTKqU/s72-c/DSCN1047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-391863284630520863</id><published>2010-07-01T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T20:26:53.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nashville to Asheville --Lantz style...</title><content type='html'>So, me and the Mr. are leaving town here in a few weeks.  We are stopping in Nashville, TN to hang out with my sis in law!  I am excited I haven't vbeen down there very much but when I have gone down there I loved it!  My sis in law is really really fun too!  We are then proceeding south(ish) east to go to Asheville, NC.  &lt;div&gt;The Mr. is "working" a trade show and rumor has it this is a fun one to take the Mrs. to!  I won't complain, i will gladly tag along and "work" well, by that i mean sit by the pool and take a nap when i feel like it and read a book or 4! Oh and I think I also heard a rumor about my attendance is needed at a few dinners...that is totally not a problem.  However, all that relaxing means we are leaving the cutest little boy at home with family.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it is "so good for parents to get away" and it will "make me a better mom" and that "he will be fine"  but you know what, I don't know if I will be fine.  I mean I am leaving cole for 7 nights. Let me say that again 7 NIGHTs and 8 DAYS.  That is longer than all the nights that I have been apart from him in almost 3 years put together! So, all that to say I am anxious to get to enjoy just being a wife that week but am gonna miss mothering the best blessing God has given us.  I am a little concerned with how the reunion  with cole will be because, I left him SUnday night and Monday while the Sisters and my mom and I  went to Chicago and Cody is also gone this week. So the past 2 nights he has woken up at night crying (which is really rare) and when i go up to get him and ask him what is wrong he says "my need you".  So, i am enjoying the extra snuggles and the warm little body that is currently snuggled up in my bed sleeping next to me.  I just hope he doesn't get to crazy on me since he is used to his daddy being away, not his mommy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you see me headed southbound with tears in my eyes, you will understand.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-391863284630520863?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/391863284630520863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=391863284630520863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/391863284630520863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/391863284630520863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/07/nashville-to-asheville-lantz-style.html' title='Nashville to Asheville --Lantz style...'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-8040661804163105861</id><published>2010-06-25T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:56:56.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have i been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Code man has been doing this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah he's 6'4" and he can fix washing machines when the need arises!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954290120199778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT2xFrjmI/AAAAAAAAAbc/RaioRdeoxjU/s320/DSCN1023.JPG" /&gt;Cole has been balling it up too... not quite as tall as his daddy, YET I am sure he will tower over me soon!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT3u5NfEI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xARs4kSfN7I/s1600/DSCN0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954306710895682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT3u5NfEI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xARs4kSfN7I/s320/DSCN0942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sliding down slides, and yes, he is in his PJ's and no, he did not have those on all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT3DG0nrI/AAAAAAAAAbk/LCdOA0JjnKw/s1600/DSCN1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954294956826290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT3DG0nrI/AAAAAAAAAbk/LCdOA0JjnKw/s320/DSCN1010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my cute brother who let Cole ride around with him on the bobcat while he was doing some work around out house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT2fSHMbI/AAAAAAAAAbU/_Vt9E1KnElY/s1600/DSCN1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954285340504498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT2fSHMbI/AAAAAAAAAbU/_Vt9E1KnElY/s320/DSCN1041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole can now swim with floaties all around the pool! He has been practicing in the bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT2Ad-xLI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ESkDwBkdYCQ/s1600/DSCN1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954277068784818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT2Ad-xLI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ESkDwBkdYCQ/s320/DSCN1046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He usually wants to big big like daddy who is "big like a monster"  but when it comes to eat something he doesn't like he insists that he wants to be "A little tiny guy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWSrGRaaQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DhViFWL5DEk/s1600/DSCN1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486952990136494338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWSrGRaaQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DhViFWL5DEk/s320/DSCN1033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been slowly painting different rooms in the house, okay lets be honest I have only painted 2, but it takes awhile, I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWSqbFmsWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/BMuOM5toXfg/s1600/DSCN1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486952978544243042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWSqbFmsWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/BMuOM5toXfg/s320/DSCN1037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the kitchen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWSqEhFM-I/AAAAAAAAAas/xCND-CcSgxc/s1600/DSCN1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486952972485473250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWSqEhFM-I/AAAAAAAAAas/xCND-CcSgxc/s320/DSCN1036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This rug was where I got the inspiration for the crazy green color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWSpjkojKI/AAAAAAAAAak/pAv_0kVG9Bk/s1600/DSCN1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486952963642002594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWSpjkojKI/AAAAAAAAAak/pAv_0kVG9Bk/s320/DSCN1035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made a burlap curtain no sewing, just hot glue.  That's my kind of project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-8040661804163105861?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8040661804163105861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=8040661804163105861' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8040661804163105861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8040661804163105861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have i been?'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TCWT2xFrjmI/AAAAAAAAAbc/RaioRdeoxjU/s72-c/DSCN1023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-762333245805956973</id><published>2010-06-10T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:16:34.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TBHFN9J-ZWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/y7aKPAuqdsY/s1600/DSCN0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481379065031976290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TBHFN9J-ZWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/y7aKPAuqdsY/s320/DSCN0994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, its Official.... this red cheeked little cutie is POTTY TRAINED!  Well, by potty trained I mean during the awake hours of the day.  He is still in pull ups at nap and night time.  It has been 8 days... let me say that again 8 days, of NO ACCIDENTS!  We were kind of working on it about 3 weeks ago and then one day (the day we were going to the playland at Mickey D's of all things) he declares, "My not need diapers anymore" and that was that.  No more accidents.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has had a little tird slip out onto the grass while going pee in the yard.  He sure was proud of himself for that one!  He came running over saying, "Momma, my poop in the grass like Moosey (our dog) do!!"  HAHA!  Sure enough!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-762333245805956973?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/762333245805956973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=762333245805956973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/762333245805956973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/762333245805956973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/TBHFN9J-ZWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/y7aKPAuqdsY/s72-c/DSCN0994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-90116315410282642</id><published>2010-05-24T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:54:23.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How is it that boys can find the ONLY mud puddle in the whole long driveway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475048150169235906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_tHSNb_McI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ga2zoZZplOQ/s320/DSCN0848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I love it!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475048170415567602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_tHTY3FsvI/AAAAAAAAAY8/5258oU6axVU/s320/DSCN0859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So do they (Cole and his cousin Gabe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_tHTCWcuOI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QxqAISHerjI/s1600/DSCN0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475048164373084386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_tHTCWcuOI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QxqAISHerjI/s320/DSCN0857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks a little unsure but I promise, he LOVED it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_tHS8UnexI/AAAAAAAAAYs/4WoLC7Q4v9M/s1600/DSCN0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475048162754788114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_tHS8UnexI/AAAAAAAAAYs/4WoLC7Q4v9M/s320/DSCN0854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is totally something my sisters and I used to do when we were little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_tHRoQDBrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6dIicabA81g/s1600/DSCN0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475048140187043506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_tHRoQDBrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6dIicabA81g/s320/DSCN0846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This kid not only is the best mud swimmer around, he is pretty AWESOME at doing puzzles!! Well, he is pretty awesome at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-90116315410282642?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/90116315410282642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=90116315410282642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/90116315410282642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/90116315410282642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-is-it-that-boys-can-find-only-mud.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_tHSNb_McI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ga2zoZZplOQ/s72-c/DSCN0848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-4619446982652644930</id><published>2010-05-21T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T21:37:41.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Literally--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our sweet boy, Cole, was such a late talker. I was worried about him NEVER talking, everyone kept saying "he will talk and he won't ever stop"....well guess what everyone YOU'RE RIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, we were eating dinner and Cody asked Cole where Moose was. Cole said he was in Cole's room. So, Cody asked if he was playing with his toys. Cole replies, "No! moosey has no hands, dada!" A few more minutes after almost spitting out our food Cody and I were talking about this Huge project that he is quoting and I was asking him what would be the first thing he would do if it sold. Cody said he would run naked all the way back to the pig barns. Cole's reply: "Thats not a good idea" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few nights ago our friend was going on a first date and so Cody and I were talking about "Kim's hot date" Well, of course at dinner and for many lunch prayers to follow Cole has insisted we pray for Kim on her hot date. I was getting curious how it was going and joked to Cody that we needed to go eat where Kim and her hot date were. Cole starts whining and saying," No, I don't wanna go, My not wanna be hot!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These things are way funnier when he actually says them but you get the idea. He is a chatterbox and always seems to have something to say....I think he gets that from me:) Yikes!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473948760558897330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_dfZT_NiLI/AAAAAAAAAYU/idZ6p9Cssnw/s320/DSCN0834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-4619446982652644930?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4619446982652644930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=4619446982652644930' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4619446982652644930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4619446982652644930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/05/literally.html' title='Literally--'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S_dfZT_NiLI/AAAAAAAAAYU/idZ6p9Cssnw/s72-c/DSCN0834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-8067868564034723378</id><published>2010-05-08T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:38:51.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bra shopping with a boy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, I attempted bra shopping with Cole the other day. I noticed a few things about Kohl's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- The aisles are way to narrow even for a stroller, I could not keep Cole from grabbing every single bra, that he could get his little hands on, and pulling them off the rack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- The store has an echoing quality to it, so when your son yells, "Need this BOOB now, mom?!" the whole store can hear you and not every person thinks it is funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- They need a babysitting service for people who need to use the dressing room because Cole thoroughly enjoyed piling up all the "Boobs" and driving his cars up the hills and burying them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4- I should have thought this one thru before I thought that it was a good idea to take him. All in all I laughed at my little boy more times that I probably should have during the process, he's too cute, I can't help it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469093794624747266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S-Yf1GfmtwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/AR3NX-vmD9I/s320/DSCN0780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out this face!  I laugh EVERY time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-8067868564034723378?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8067868564034723378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=8067868564034723378' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8067868564034723378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8067868564034723378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/05/bra-shopping-with-boy.html' title='Bra shopping with a boy....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S-Yf1GfmtwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/AR3NX-vmD9I/s72-c/DSCN0780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6513725933125937703</id><published>2010-04-30T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:59:19.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New House= Need for more furniture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend let me buy this Baker's Rack from her. It was originally cream colored. After way too many cans of the expensive spray paint, it is now Hammered Black. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466035392590630818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S9tCOrETz6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/UX5njkOWzek/s320/DSCN0790.JPG" /&gt;I found this buffet on Craigslist and it was posted at 5:03 P.M. and I quickly e-mailed her at 6:30 P.m. I was really wanting to get this and I DID! It was $50, not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466035382032089186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S9tCODu9QGI/AAAAAAAAAXo/FyoYe_-0gVc/s320/buffet.jpg" /&gt;After 2 coats of paint (Black Magic) and some new hardware, we now have this! The light wood is not a top of any sorts, it is the trim from the window from behind there. This was my first attempt at redoing a bigger piece and it was pretty easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466035386855607970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S9tCOVs-TqI/AAAAAAAAAXw/oopfCaZ2xAE/s320/DSCN0789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6513725933125937703?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6513725933125937703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6513725933125937703' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6513725933125937703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6513725933125937703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-house-need-for-more-furniture.html' title='New House= Need for more furniture'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S9tCOrETz6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/UX5njkOWzek/s72-c/DSCN0790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-1837096095858143431</id><published>2010-04-11T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T14:15:03.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh No, Booby Trap!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, Cole is obesessed with Booby Traps. We were driving in the car and he kept yelling "Oh No, Booby Trap!" So, finally I just said, "Cole, you like boobies." ( I know, I know, it was totally not appropriate but do I ever censor?) Cole cracks up and is laughing hysterially and in the middle of his belly laughs he says, "Dada likes boobies" We laughed so hard! We are so in trouble, we need to watch what we say. It was funny none the less!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458991392938127602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S8I7v7f98PI/AAAAAAAAAXg/jLg3FT6OeTM/s320/DSCN0699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-1837096095858143431?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1837096095858143431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=1837096095858143431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/1837096095858143431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/1837096095858143431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-no-booby-trap.html' title='&quot;Oh No, Booby Trap!&quot;'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S8I7v7f98PI/AAAAAAAAAXg/jLg3FT6OeTM/s72-c/DSCN0699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-8319631456593609896</id><published>2010-04-03T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T06:50:45.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole's version of David and Goliath</title><content type='html'>It was beautiful outside yesterday so Cole was playing in the sandbox and I was sitting by him in a chair.  Cole found a hard clump of sand which he called a rock, thank goodness it wasn't really a rock.  Cole stand up and walks to me and says, "my need to throw this rock like my bible"  I kept asking him "why he throws rock at his bible?" It took a few times to understand that was he was really trying  say, and that was, "My need to throw this rock at your head like 'Dabid' and Goliath, Goliath fall down."  So apparently he IS listening to the bible stories that he is hearing but I don't think he realizes that Goliath DIES.  Lucky for me, I was choosen to be Goliath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-8319631456593609896?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8319631456593609896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=8319631456593609896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8319631456593609896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8319631456593609896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/04/coles-version-of-david-and-goliath.html' title='Cole&apos;s version of David and Goliath'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-2967209738458402602</id><published>2010-04-01T15:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T15:59:28.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I was laying Cole down for a nap today when he announced..."My buy you new wee wee, mom!"&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...... not sure what to think about that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-2967209738458402602?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2967209738458402602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=2967209738458402602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2967209738458402602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2967209738458402602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-i-was-laying-cole-down-for-nap-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-1821110219748701375</id><published>2010-03-23T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:16:30.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guess who?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6khZ-D4DvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VixO1wJ9YY8/s1600-h/DSCN0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925553948397298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6khZ-D4DvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VixO1wJ9YY8/s320/DSCN0686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6khZufzEMI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/9faIIUCVC_0/s1600-h/DSCN0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925549770543298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6khZufzEMI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/9faIIUCVC_0/s320/DSCN0685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6khZeLecFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/IGBmrBgtY2Q/s1600-h/DSCN0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925545390338130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6khZeLecFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/IGBmrBgtY2Q/s320/DSCN0684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-1821110219748701375?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1821110219748701375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=1821110219748701375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/1821110219748701375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/1821110219748701375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/guess-who.html' title='guess who?!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6khZ-D4DvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VixO1wJ9YY8/s72-c/DSCN0686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6748377535340897703</id><published>2010-03-20T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:41:45.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cody took Cole to his parents house with him to hang out for a few hours. So, I am here because I have laundry from Cody's Business trip to do and some cleaning that I would like to get done and a dog to take to the groomer.&lt;br /&gt;I sat to read the bible and picked up what I thought was originally Cody's grandpa's bible (which i have looked thru a few imes before) however, I ACTUALLY read the first page and this bible is really originally Cody's great grandpas and it is dated Dec. 25th, 1918.  Wow!  Anyways, so I started flipping thru it like I usually do to see what he has underlined or to read all the things that grandpa cut out and stuck in there and I found this poem.  It is weird because I am sitting alone looking out our patio door at all the fingerprints and streaks on the glass, however this is not really something that bothers me because they have been there for probably two months. Anyways, this poem is  good reminder on what matter when days are hard and never ending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called "I Sit and Rock Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday it seems my children&lt;br /&gt;Played upon the floor&lt;br /&gt;And I wiped countless fingerprints&lt;br /&gt;from the window plane and door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed away a thousand tears&lt;br /&gt;and darned sock after sock&lt;br /&gt;And tried to keep pace with the hands&lt;br /&gt;That raced around the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Often when at the end of day&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to sleep, in bed I lay.&lt;br /&gt;I'd think how nice when, children&lt;br /&gt;grown,&lt;br /&gt;My time again should be my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I sit and rock alone,&lt;br /&gt;My hands at rest, the work all done;&lt;br /&gt;No little tots upon the floor,&lt;br /&gt;No fingerprints upon the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No socks to mend, bruises to kiss-&lt;br /&gt;Ah me! How could I know I'd miss&lt;br /&gt;The very things I grudged to do?&lt;br /&gt;Dear, God, if only there might be&lt;br /&gt;Someone again who needed me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6748377535340897703?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6748377535340897703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6748377535340897703' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6748377535340897703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6748377535340897703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/cody-took-cole-to-his-parents-house.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-1944103629906179019</id><published>2010-03-17T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:53:04.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Niece...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6Ey13exOTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/SAz8hOiu6-s/s1600-h/DSCN0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 409px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449692925102471474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6Ey13exOTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/SAz8hOiu6-s/s320/DSCN0617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that face.... ENOUGH SAID!  I am so laughing out loud to myself right now!  She is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-1944103629906179019?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1944103629906179019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=1944103629906179019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/1944103629906179019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/1944103629906179019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-my-niece.html' title='I Love My Niece...'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S6Ey13exOTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/SAz8hOiu6-s/s72-c/DSCN0617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5121588413777632345</id><published>2010-03-12T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T12:43:51.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I realized....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Disciplining is really ineffective when you bust out laughing in the middle of it.....Maybe someday I will grow up and not think everything is so funny. Until then, I will just turn my head and cover my face and laugh and laugh and then forget what I was saying in the first place. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447850156558328130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5qm2ns3IUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3o102V56qtg/s320/DSCN0604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note- we have been playing in the mud and rain like crazy people.  It is pretty fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5121588413777632345?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5121588413777632345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5121588413777632345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5121588413777632345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5121588413777632345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-realized.html' title='I realized....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5qm2ns3IUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3o102V56qtg/s72-c/DSCN0604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-4610396807208477175</id><published>2010-03-11T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:32:33.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While we were out shopping with my mom yesterday, Cole and I had this conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole- "MOM, I NEED TO POOP!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- (while sitting him on the potty to do his business) "oh wait, Cole, mommy needs to push&lt;br /&gt;that guy down first" (meaning his wee wee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole- "That not 'that guy', that my wee wee!" ***Repeat over and over and louder and louder***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Cole, my life would be so boring and quiet without you.  I am so thankful that isn't the case!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-4610396807208477175?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4610396807208477175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=4610396807208477175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4610396807208477175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4610396807208477175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/while-we-were-out-shopping-with-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-3549064175234508409</id><published>2010-03-04T19:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:49:30.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next thing you know he will be off to college.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-HTjMQeI/AAAAAAAAAWg/q1EghHSnAS0/s1600-h/DSCN0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444990613462991330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-HTjMQeI/AAAAAAAAAWg/q1EghHSnAS0/s320/DSCN0583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has had this obsession with stuff on his head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-HGuP9uI/AAAAAAAAAWY/QB6CbCBIjac/s1600-h/DSCN0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444990610019710690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-HGuP9uI/AAAAAAAAAWY/QB6CbCBIjac/s320/DSCN0582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-HBBx0jI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-Vrh4XELp58/s1600-h/DSCN0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444990608491008562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-HBBx0jI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-Vrh4XELp58/s320/DSCN0581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I wonder how he burned his hand.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-GrLUoVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/o2LzMBF-RDU/s1600-h/DSCN0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444990602625458514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-GrLUoVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/o2LzMBF-RDU/s320/DSCN0580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is "organic" mud straight from the booty.... You know whe you child is in there room with the door shut and you get a feeling that you should check on them.... DON'T ignore that warning sign or this may be you... He was so proud of himself for piling poo on his choo choos and making a "mud" covered track!   Seriously, how can you be mad I mean it is ABSSOLUTELYdisgusting but he entertained himself for quite awhile before he got caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-GT14YwI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dySx6PcVWfo/s1600-h/DSCN0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444990596361511682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-GT14YwI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dySx6PcVWfo/s320/DSCN0575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family Picture! (with Cole accessorizing us with Pull Ups)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8w81Yz3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/CON2EFywgS4/s1600-h/DSCN0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444989129896546162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8w81Yz3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/CON2EFywgS4/s320/DSCN0561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went bowling with Cody's family this past weekend. Here is my little bowling man....Look how big and so so handsome he looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8wTovEKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZiQ2Aw_sy6s/s1600-h/DSCN0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444989118837624994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8wTovEKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZiQ2Aw_sy6s/s320/DSCN0560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shoes with his little stylish jeans just makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8v74d97I/AAAAAAAAAVo/PTiKZb4pNg8/s1600-h/DSCN0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444989112461162418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8v74d97I/AAAAAAAAAVo/PTiKZb4pNg8/s320/DSCN0553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet little nephew, Parker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8vq60kdI/AAAAAAAAAVg/kt--FFaWD3k/s1600-h/DSCN0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444989107907629522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8vq60kdI/AAAAAAAAAVg/kt--FFaWD3k/s320/DSCN0550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was just hanging out waiting for like 20 mins for the ball to finally make it to the pins:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8vCnq3xI/AAAAAAAAAVY/PmoVpYjyAM8/s1600-h/DSCN0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444989097089883922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B8vCnq3xI/AAAAAAAAAVY/PmoVpYjyAM8/s320/DSCN0544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy helped him try it "big kid" style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im So Blessed! I love my boys, poop and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-3549064175234508409?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3549064175234508409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=3549064175234508409' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3549064175234508409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3549064175234508409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/next-thing-you-know-he-will-be-off-to.html' title='Next thing you know he will be off to college.....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S5B-HTjMQeI/AAAAAAAAAWg/q1EghHSnAS0/s72-c/DSCN0583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6229632408675113368</id><published>2010-02-23T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T12:07:51.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to the Grocery Store....</title><content type='html'>Cole woke up from his nap and was wet so we needed to change his clothes. We were running to the grocery store. It s 5:30 in the evening and he decided to wear this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S4Q0Aoi59-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/8kHMbXGIpsM/s1600-h/DSCN0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 447px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441531719047588962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S4Q0RJvaLGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QulhO-ur_rg/s320/DSCN0539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had on Thomas pajmas that were limes green with some train print and 2 sizes to big Cars boots and a bright red jacket.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to carry a sign that said, "I do not pick this out and no, he hasn't had this on since this morning" I refrained and Cole thought he was pretty awesome... I think he is too, even if he did look Christmas-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6229632408675113368?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6229632408675113368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6229632408675113368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6229632408675113368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6229632408675113368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/02/trip-to-grocery-store.html' title='A Trip to the Grocery Store....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S4Q0RJvaLGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QulhO-ur_rg/s72-c/DSCN0539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5360002219263339179</id><published>2010-02-21T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:03:37.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kira Turns 30!! Next month....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend, Kira, turns 30 March 22nd. However, she is having a baby March 13th. So, all that will probably get done on her birthday is most likely breastfeeding. So 3 of us girls decided to surprise her and take her to Indy for the weekend for her 29th and 11 month birthday celebration. I drove to Muncie and met Steph and Meghan on friday afternoon and we drove to Kira's and walked to the door with balloons, flowers and signs. We told her to pack a bag for a trip to Indy. We had so much fun! We went to dinner and then walked back to the hotel and ordered dessert to take to our room. The 4 of us sat in our PJ's on the bed and finished every bite of those desserts:) Saturday, we ate at this yummy place called Patachou's at the Park for brunch. I highly recommend it! We then finished of the trip with pedicures! I feel refreshed and ready to go at life again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440927623662464706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S4IO2LEC7sI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4iPRxFowVe0/s320/DSCN0519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We ate at Rock Bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440928508085683970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S4IPppy-RwI/AAAAAAAAAUY/5EVij_KuxRM/s320/DSCN0521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Kira's ADORABLE basketball belly!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5360002219263339179?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5360002219263339179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5360002219263339179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5360002219263339179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5360002219263339179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/02/kira-turns-30-next-month.html' title='Kira Turns 30!! Next month....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S4IO2LEC7sI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4iPRxFowVe0/s72-c/DSCN0519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6743874535336851967</id><published>2010-02-14T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:28:08.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of My All Time favorite pictures...</title><content type='html'>Here is Cody and Cole praying, before Cody left for his business trip today.  I was supposed to be praying with them but after looking at my precious boys, I had to sneak off to find the camera.  Check out this beautifulness.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 431px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438321232670204546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3jMWP_FooI/AAAAAAAAAUA/X8ztsPH6A9M/s320/DSCN0508-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6743874535336851967?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6743874535336851967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6743874535336851967' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6743874535336851967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6743874535336851967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-of-my-all-time-favorite-pictures.html' title='One of My All Time favorite pictures...'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3jMWP_FooI/AAAAAAAAAUA/X8ztsPH6A9M/s72-c/DSCN0508-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-787849540883098371</id><published>2010-02-09T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:12:55.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A really good day...</title><content type='html'>Ever since Cody went back to work after Christmas, I have been climbing back in bed after getting up with Cody to snuggle up with Cole. Cole has ended up in our bed most nights at some hour of the A.M. for one reason or another. I always have this inner battle with myself - should i crawl back in bed and maybe sleep another hour or two because Cole won't be wanting to snuggle forever or should I stay up and read the bible and take a shower and feel "prepared" for the day. I seriously go thru this everyday during the work week. So, after feeling like I can't catch up I decided today to stay awake and do the things mentioned above. It felt nice, although I knew my baby boy was snug in our bed, he didn't seem to miss me and decided to wake up at 5 till nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We played choo choos and play-do and colored and Cole worked on using the potty. He realized that peeing in the potty is super cool if you can try to pee on the cheerio. This picture cracks me up this was from yesterday and he was dropping one and decided to use his frog potty (which he never uses)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436440775829474818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3IeFQXDzgI/AAAAAAAAASg/zWGvoYyZQ10/s320/DSCN0462.JPG" /&gt; We made "muffin" crayons out of broken crayons. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 405px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436440794980507330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3IeGXtBXsI/AAAAAAAAATA/bqCvqwknRc8/s320/2010-02-09.jpg" /&gt;We went to CVS to fetch some oreo cookies that he saw that he was eating in one of his photo album books that we looked thru today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cole helped me "measure" spices for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436440780883891490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3IeFjMIFSI/AAAAAAAAASo/pp2V49klO5U/s320/DSCN0476.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cody and Cole played outside until they could hardly see anymore! The new pic at the top of the page is also from tonight. They had so much fun he was trying to "blow the snow" like daddy was using his plastic golf bag:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436445580077128290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3Iic5k9WmI/AAAAAAAAATw/12ozsI3U75o/s320/DSCN0502-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436445581983636066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3IidArgWmI/AAAAAAAAAT4/IAJdxWDECNk/s320/DSCN0498-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436440784861415154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3IeFyAcRvI/AAAAAAAAASw/64FbMBZrBpU/s320/DSCN0497.JPG" /&gt; This last picture cracks me up... he is getting ready to throw a snowball at Cole but look at his face, he looks like he is trying to get some major speed behind it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436443934521095106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3Ig9HZ088I/AAAAAAAAATQ/w4uOdeiZHK8/s320/DSCN0501.JPG" /&gt; We are blessed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-787849540883098371?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/787849540883098371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=787849540883098371' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/787849540883098371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/787849540883098371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/02/really-good-day.html' title='A really good day...'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S3IeFQXDzgI/AAAAAAAAASg/zWGvoYyZQ10/s72-c/DSCN0462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-2459112686848685585</id><published>2010-02-07T09:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T09:28:53.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning Cole and I were making breakfast. Monkey Bread to be exact. I thought that I would have Cole help, he loves that! So, i did. He shook up the bag of biscuits and put them into the bundt pan for me while I boiled the rest of the goodness on the stove. When he was done he pulled up his chair and was standing by me, playing with the train magnets on the fridge. Totally not caring to try to "help" me which is fine cause I usually don't let him when I am at the stove, for obvious reasons. Well, he was still playing with his magnets so I turned to pour the goodness over the biscuits and not 30 seconds later he starts crying really loud and I he is holding his hand. The poor baby decided to tough the only hot burner on the stove and burnt his little hand! I mean I felt horrible but jumped into the mommy will fix it mode. So, we got his boo boo bunny (ice pack thing) and sat on the couch and he cried and his teeth were chattering and he cried and cried. So, Cody got some cold water so he could keep his hand in it. So that helped for a few minutes. Cole kept saying he needed a car band aid so I thought if that will make you feel better than you can have one. So we put some cream on the band aid and stuck that on his palm. LET ME TELL YOU that did not help. SO fast forward and hour later the tears have finally stopped and he looks at his hand and starts trying to peel off his band aid saying "my hand all better" I think that was the tylenol talking cause this is what I see......&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435553625145240050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S273OSheafI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mravG7GMQI0/s320/DSCN0459-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Notice the blisters on all his fingers except for the pinky and ring and the blisters on his palms***&lt;br /&gt; I win the worst mother award hands down.....well, as long as they aren't down on the stove burner...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-2459112686848685585?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2459112686848685585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=2459112686848685585' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2459112686848685585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2459112686848685585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-suck.html' title='I suck!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S273OSheafI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mravG7GMQI0/s72-c/DSCN0459-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-635261187296149188</id><published>2010-01-26T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:03:14.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skype....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I posted on facebook about this but I had to share it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cody is out of town this week and we finally hooked up our other webcam to his computer so that we could skype while he is gone. Cody was really excited to be able to see Cole thru out the week, well probably me too, but I am sure Cole takes the prize:) So, tonight Cole and I ate ice cream while Cody told Cole a bedtime story and then after a bunch of kisses Cody said that it was time to pray. We always hold hands when we pray and so Cody held his hand up to the webcam and Cole held his up to our webcam and then grabbed mine while we prayed. That makes my heart so so happy! I wish I would of had a picture of it but of course I don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I usually am so annoyed with our dog but tonight he is being good. He always sleeps on the floor in our room at night or he lays in his kennel. Well, Cole wanted him in his room when I put Cole to bed so Moose got shut in there for awhile. I let him out and I am sitting here wondering where Moose is so I crawled to the end of my bed and peered out into the hall and this is what I saw......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431280083749815970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1_IdcOPxqI/AAAAAAAAASA/6cLZgfRJoI8/s320/100126-235822.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moose is laying in the hallway in between my room and Coles....I think he is torn on who to "protect" so he chose the middle:)  He has never done that before:)  Okay, so Moose is a really good dog:)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-635261187296149188?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/635261187296149188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=635261187296149188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/635261187296149188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/635261187296149188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/skype.html' title='Skype....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1_IdcOPxqI/AAAAAAAAASA/6cLZgfRJoI8/s72-c/100126-235822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5997548664423197890</id><published>2010-01-19T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:46:06.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Coley bean and and $20 worth of dried beans= one very messy kitchen and a very happy kid:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, Coles buddy, Jackson, has a bean and rice box and whenever we go there he plays with it and has so much fun. He plays for a very longtime and after they are done,Nichole's covetted Dyson is brought out to clean up the mess! Sounds like fun right?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After racking my brain for something fun to do I decided to go buy the stuff to make one. I needed some container to put the beans in and something that Cole could potentially sit in and lots and lots of dried beans. So off we went....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428545090940346754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1YQ_6CwoYI/AAAAAAAAARw/6sTo9BK7EwQ/s320/DSCN0442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428543201507518994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1YPR7W3qhI/AAAAAAAAARI/X9ZV8Idncjw/s320/DSCN0445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started getting a little crazier and at one point he was squatting on the side edge of the container jumping into the beans like it was a swimming pool or something.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428543527927994434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1YPk7Xk2EI/AAAAAAAAARY/BZLY0Yo0cZM/s320/DSCN0447.JPG" /&gt;By the end of this all he had every part to one of his Thomas Train Tracks in the container (note the scattered pieces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1YOhYQJkII/AAAAAAAAAQg/tsTx-IBVWDc/s1600-h/DSCN0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428542367450370178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1YOhYQJkII/AAAAAAAAAQg/tsTx-IBVWDc/s320/DSCN0443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It as worth every bean I had to pick up and sweep of the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Its all fun and games until you find this under the lid.... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428553969878759170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1YZEuqo9wI/AAAAAAAAAR4/_b6R8ueg8pU/s320/DSCN0449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, for also for those who didn't know.... we were kind of concerned abot Cole and his lack of speech last year about at this time. We had him in first steps for about 2 months and we took him out because he would not answer the therapists questions and only would answer them if I asked. (The therapist was great with him too) So fast forward about 4-5 months after therapy was done. This kid talks like nothing else. Cody and I are still not used to it and laugh at what things he comes up with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**I think he is starting to pick up on my dislike of our dog, Moose. Cole gets mad if I put Moose in his kennel when I get annoyed with Moose. He is always telling me Moose is his moose dog. Well, one day after getting frustrated with Moose and having Cole get frustrated with me for being frustrated at Moose, I said "Cole, your Moose dog is driving me nuts".....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fast Forward 24 hours.....Cody and i were in his room getting him changed out of his jammies and after Cody and I were telling Moose to "get", Cole says, "Moose Dog drive momma nuts!" Ahh... what a smart little boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**Today in the car he sneezed and I heard him say, " 'cuse me" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A new quickly rambled string of words Cole now says when I say, "I love you, Cole" he quickly sounds back... "No, my dada lub me, mimi matt lub me, moose dog lub me" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I, pretty much at this point in his life, don't hold a candle to his dada. Cole will remind me that "Dada is his Buddy" an that Dada is his Best Friend"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im a little jealous but I am so glad he has that with Cody, I guess I can be second place, who knows I may even fall below Moose dog:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This has been long enough, I apologize but he is my Love and I can't help but go on and on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5997548664423197890?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5997548664423197890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5997548664423197890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5997548664423197890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5997548664423197890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-coley-bean-and-and-20-worth-of.html' title='One Coley bean and and $20 worth of dried beans= one very messy kitchen and a very happy kid:)'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1YQ_6CwoYI/AAAAAAAAARw/6sTo9BK7EwQ/s72-c/DSCN0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-4456640282108802026</id><published>2010-01-15T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:41:31.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time sure flies...</title><content type='html'>Over the past few days, I have been working on a "scrapbook" online for cole's second year, considering I am surrently behind schedule:) Cody is very sad/happy that Cole is growing up, he is always telling me that he is going to miss this age and that he wants a ton of kisses and snuggles in bed with Cole because the days are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427191987532882210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1FCW7C-YSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/T1ctjT2uDas/s320/DSCN0275.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While working on this I found a bunch of pictures that I forgot about and just kept making these "sigh" noises. I didn't know Cody was really paying attention to what I was doing and finally he said, "I know it hurts me just as much as it hurts you." I thought it was pretty sweet to hear that because even though Cody tells me he wants him to stay 2 forever and tht he wants to wake Cole up in the middle of the night to bring him into our room, I realized that dads just don't only dream of the day when their son makes their first tackle or catches their first ball but they also dream of the sweet kisses they are gonna get when they walk in the door and of the little hand they get to hold while at the grocery store. I always thought that I would miss the toddler Cole more than Cody but, now I am not so sure... I think its a toss up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427191995628571202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1FCXZNIykI/AAAAAAAAAQI/qEIcU6AhGFw/s320/DSCN0047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cody is such an amazing dad, even better than I ever imagined. I am so blessed and most importantly, so is Cole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-4456640282108802026?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4456640282108802026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=4456640282108802026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4456640282108802026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4456640282108802026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-sure-flies.html' title='Time sure flies...'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/S1FCW7C-YSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/T1ctjT2uDas/s72-c/DSCN0275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-7337924295071862062</id><published>2009-12-29T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T07:34:10.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coles gonna be a doctor....</title><content type='html'>When Cole is done eating he will tell you "my all done" and then the converstation goes like this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy: "are you sure you're all done?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole: " my eat all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy: "you did? where did it go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cole: (pointing to his wide open mouth) "in my mouth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy: "where does it go after it goes in your mouth?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cole: "down down the tunnel (pointing to his throat)....out my poop" (as he grabs his bottom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE KIDS A GENIUS!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-7337924295071862062?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7337924295071862062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=7337924295071862062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/7337924295071862062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/7337924295071862062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2009/12/coles-gonna-be-doctor.html' title='Coles gonna be a doctor....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-3862083314499455888</id><published>2009-12-21T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:58:50.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, as you know from my previous post Cole is obsessed with touching my belly and everyonce in awhile he sees how far he can get his hand up my shirt because he knows once he reaches a certain spot i say, "no no Cole those are mommy's" and he laughs..... what a boy! Anyways, I totally don't mind that he wants to stick his hand on my belly WHEN WE ARE AT HOME or at my parents or somewhere like that. So, I'm starting to get a little nervous if people are starting to think we are a "weird" (like perverted) famliy because of his obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me set the scene......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at aerobics today and the kids were playing in the corner of the room. We were on a excercise ball with our backs on it and we were squeezing our bottoms while pushing our heels in the ground with our back in a straight line and doing arms weights. I hope you can get the idea here. Mr. Cole bean proceeds to come over and stand between my knees lay his head on my lower abdomen and stick his hand up my shirt say, "rub momma's Boo- Boo" Okay so, he totally calls belly, "Boo-Boo"! Whats a mom supposed to do. I kept trying to kindly push his hand away and pull my shirt down and quietly say "Cole not right now" But seriously, lets be honest, anything you say totally sounds weird... ie "Cole we only do that at home", Cole not in public" "you can play with my belly later" Any ideas????!!! I'm totally wearing a leotard next time I go to aerobics and that won't be good for anybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-3862083314499455888?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3862083314499455888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=3862083314499455888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3862083314499455888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3862083314499455888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-as-you-know-from-my-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-4750314366395830803</id><published>2009-12-16T19:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:43:28.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; There will be a day when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*there are no more slimy handprints on the window&lt;br /&gt;*my bed will only hold cody and myself&lt;br /&gt;*i will not be greeted "hi, momma!" 8 times in a row after picking him up from church or in the morning when i get him out of bed&lt;br /&gt;* i will not be asked to snuggle in bed every night before bed and everyday before naps&lt;br /&gt;* i will not have dented cans from having such a great "helper" throw them into the cart for me&lt;br /&gt;*my clothes will stay clean without snot and lunch and playdo on them&lt;br /&gt;*my little boy will not want to sit on the couch with me and stick his hand on my belly (don't know why he does this but soothes him for some reason if he is sad or tired)&lt;br /&gt;*i will be able to do what i want when i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 121px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416044905320922786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SymoJV03vqI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-WHP-X08oXw/s320/DSCN0167.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly, I don't want that day to ever come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-4750314366395830803?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4750314366395830803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=4750314366395830803' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4750314366395830803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4750314366395830803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-will-be-day-when-there-are-no.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SymoJV03vqI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-WHP-X08oXw/s72-c/DSCN0167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5731613180328383466</id><published>2009-12-11T22:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:11:37.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait no more!!</title><content type='html'>Well, hopefully I will be able to keep up with this blog a little better starting very soon.  We have not had a computer in quite a few years.  Back in the Muncie, pre cole, i had a nanny job days I would surf the internet during nap time.  Cody used the internet at work and his parents wanted a lap top... so we sold them ours. Flash forward 4 years and i spend the majority or my life at home and with the Tv off (or at least during the day)  and no way to contact the outside world (besides my cell phone which my husband would argue is used quite frequently).  I have been asking for a computer and asking for a computer and then when he got a bonus last year we bought a TV.  This year the deal was if he got a bonus he would buy me a laptop..... what do you know he found out there was going to be a bonus on Cyper Monday!!  So he ordered a Dell laptop with a sweet printer for a steal!  However, if waiting four years was not enough I have to wait approx 2 weeks for it to get here........So Fed Ex man, I better see you at my door tomorrow and you better not come when we are gone to a family Christmas, we will be back by 2.......See you then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5731613180328383466?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5731613180328383466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5731613180328383466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5731613180328383466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5731613180328383466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2009/12/wait-no-more.html' title='Wait no more!!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-8125354637011966558</id><published>2009-04-11T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:53:03.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I almost forgot my password to blog its been so long....</title><content type='html'>Well, I have to make this fast Cole just woke up from a nap.  Cole has been sick for like 2 weeks with a few days of health in the middle.  He started out with some sort of the flu or something of the likes, and then was healthy for about 5 days and now has a cold and he has lots of drainage which means gagging and puking when he coughs which is super special, nothing is better than catching puke in your hands in order to keep the floor clean and nothing beats having to strip not only your kid down but yourself as well to jump in the shower.  This has been a rough few weeks for me, and I am sure for Cole as well.  He ends up in our bed in the middle of the night because I am way too tired to rock him back to sleep and we have rarely left the house.  My wonderful mom and sister kept Cole for me today while Cody was helping someone finish their garage and I had the luxury of sitting by myself at barnes and Noble and walking around the mall BY MYSELF. I feel recharged and ready to be friendly again.  So, I better get going and get him out of bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-8125354637011966558?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8125354637011966558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=8125354637011966558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8125354637011966558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8125354637011966558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-almost-forgot-my-password-to-blog-its.html' title='I almost forgot my password to blog its been so long....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-7712554246802171785</id><published>2009-01-04T13:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:53:02.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously---</title><content type='html'>I never seem to have anything to update and I need to upload pictures so at least I can show you how beautiful my son and husband are.... I mean they always have been but they get better looking by the day!  I am really liking our house in Nappanee, it will be even better when spring comes and we paint.  I have a question.... what are good indicators on when to move a toddler to a big kid bed?  I need to think about painting his nursery like we had it in our Muncie house or moving his room farther down the hall to his big boy bed....I need help any pointers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-7712554246802171785?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7712554246802171785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=7712554246802171785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/7712554246802171785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/7712554246802171785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2009/01/seriously.html' title='Seriously---'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-1434043301410814089</id><published>2008-12-08T10:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:20:40.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.... a month already...</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile....&lt;br /&gt;Well, for starters we have moved out from behind my parents house (we lived in the barn which is actually part living area (cabin feel) and part full length basketball court ) and moved to Nappanee.  WE are now renting (from my parents) a house that they bought and gutted and remodeled and decided they didn't want to rent to someone who would trash it.  So, we are living there.  It is nice it is three bedroom and everything is new.  All that is left is painting color on the walls, we will probably wait until spring to open all the windows and ventilate!  We still have our house in muncie which is why were are not buying another house here.  It is still being rented so that is a blessing! &lt;br /&gt;Cole is lots of fun and loves time when he gets to wrestle and roughhouse with his dad.  He loves to play trucks and drives them all over the house and makes wonderful truck noises!  Cody and I are enjoying life but nothing is new with us besides the move and we are parenting a child not a a baby which is fun and scary.  Well, my big man  just woke up from a nap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-1434043301410814089?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1434043301410814089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=1434043301410814089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/1434043301410814089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/1434043301410814089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow-month-already.html' title='Wow.... a month already...'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-3429917198522119913</id><published>2008-11-10T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:29:13.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes one survey...Thanks Nichole!</title><content type='html'>A. Attached or single? Definitely attached!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Best friend? Kira and Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Cake or pie? Cheese cake, I agree with Nichole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Day of choice? Friday, I always feel like it is the start of the weekend but for me that means nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Essential item? Lip Gloss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. Favorite color? Green or Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. Gummy bears or worms? Worms, I guess even though I would never pay for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H. Home town? Mishawaka, IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Favorite indulgence? Jimmy Johns, or beads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. January or July? July without a doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Kids? A 15 month old - Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. Life isn’t complete without? God and my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Marriage date? October 24, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. Number of brothers and sisters? 2 sister and 1 brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O. Oranges or Apples? All I know is it is NOT Bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. Phobias? The weird feeling you get in your stomach when you go on roller coasters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Quotes: oh, Cody repeats many random ones that make me laugh, but I don't remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. Reasons to smile? watching Cody play with Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Season of choice? Spring, Summer and Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T. Tag 5 people: I don't think many people even read my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U. Unknown fact about me? I didn't know how to pump gas at a gas station until I went to college in VA (thanks to the free gas that came out of the gas tank at my parents) After my parents dropped me off at Liberty, they actually cam back after making it down the road to take me to the gas station to show me how to pump gas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. Vegetable? Mushrooms and Avocado, I think that is veggie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W. Worst Habit? biting finger nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X. Xray or ultrasound? Ultrasound because that is when you get to look at your baby when pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;Y. Your favorite food? guacamole and chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z. Zodiac sign?  I don't know maybe a Taurus?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-3429917198522119913?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3429917198522119913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=3429917198522119913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3429917198522119913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3429917198522119913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-goes-one-surveythanks-nichole.html' title='Here goes one survey...Thanks Nichole!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-8680398163570057444</id><published>2008-11-10T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:17:00.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball Machine Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>Daddy check me out with this cool machine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-309aba14bd452391" 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 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;can I get one, PLEASE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-8680398163570057444?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=309aba14bd452391&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8680398163570057444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=8680398163570057444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8680398163570057444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8680398163570057444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/11/ball-machine-fun.html' title='Ball Machine Fun!!!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-7727353511460997696</id><published>2008-11-03T12:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:20:27.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time for an update....</title><content type='html'>Well, in the past 3 weeks we have been to the park a few times thanks to the nice weather. &lt;br /&gt;We had 2 funerals in one week (cody's grandpa and my uncle). &lt;br /&gt;We have celebrated 5 years of marriage!  We stayed at a hotel in South Bend and paid quite a bit of money to be able to SLEEP!!! &lt;br /&gt;We found out that we have another niece or nephew in the oven (that makes our first niece due in Jan and the next baby due in May)&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Thanksgiving with Cody's sisters and parents.&lt;br /&gt;We have learned that Cole freaks out when we turn on the fireplace and keeps waing his hands in the air saying, "ooohhhhhh" which is what he does when something is hot and he is not supposed to touch it, and it is quite comical!&lt;br /&gt;I think that is the main events that have happened in the past few weeks.  Enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9bgH3ImdI/AAAAAAAAALw/uEY2el523vY/s1600-h/101_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264527096843639250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9bgH3ImdI/AAAAAAAAALw/uEY2el523vY/s200/101_1332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9bfvf5GjI/AAAAAAAAALo/mm4XKitRSJU/s1600-h/101_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264527090303703602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9bfvf5GjI/AAAAAAAAALo/mm4XKitRSJU/s200/101_1325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9bfb4iEjI/AAAAAAAAALg/I1NIc_ILgIQ/s1600-h/101_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264527085038342706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9bfb4iEjI/AAAAAAAAALg/I1NIc_ILgIQ/s200/101_1312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9bfFR7TDI/AAAAAAAAALY/dLnPC8lgL4k/s1600-h/101_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264527078970838066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9bfFR7TDI/AAAAAAAAALY/dLnPC8lgL4k/s200/101_1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9besueEsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/r1nrlZUImK0/s1600-h/000_0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264527072379671234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9besueEsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/r1nrlZUImK0/s200/000_0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** oh yeah can someone tell me how to make my page look cute with a picture at the top of my site?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-7727353511460997696?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7727353511460997696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=7727353511460997696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/7727353511460997696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/7727353511460997696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-about-time-for-update.html' title='It&apos;s about time for an update....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SQ9bgH3ImdI/AAAAAAAAALw/uEY2el523vY/s72-c/101_1332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-2901120900478976014</id><published>2008-10-10T11:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:05:15.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to the Pumpkin patch and Cole was not really interested in the pumpkins, Go Figure.  We did enjoy watching him run around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255601768447701586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SO-l9ok9clI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4naw9wLO_LU/s200/101_1261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were goats at the pumpkin patch and he did not like them at all which is surprising he loves animals....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255601760774410178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SO-l9L_gT8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/mlGWps2MTH0/s200/101_1248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255601769733371186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SO-l9tXfNTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZP1zEmdxYz4/s200/101_1251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255601758552915618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SO-l9Dt2_qI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Fhe0kWcHE0s/s200/101_1246.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Cole loves to throw rocks in the pond, even though he really shouldn't because they are pretty landscaping rocks, he is so entertained by the splashes. I ,however, get so nervous because he does not fear the water at all. It is hard to play outside because he heads right to the ponds. It did make for some fun sction shots.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255602247295610146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SO-mZgbMrSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/p5E92d7H1AU/s200/101_1273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255602254331476498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SO-mZ6orehI/AAAAAAAAALA/cNyBCa0nm44/s200/101_1282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255602258931947890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SO-maLxhGXI/AAAAAAAAALI/0fogj0kqCuE/s200/101_1295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cole is all dressed in a fall outfit and I thought he looked so big....so I had to take a picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-2901120900478976014?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2901120900478976014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=2901120900478976014' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2901120900478976014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2901120900478976014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-went-to-pumpkin-patch-and-cole-was.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SO-l9ok9clI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4naw9wLO_LU/s72-c/101_1261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5075979895837743842</id><published>2008-10-02T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T18:32:15.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep a diaper on your baby at all times.....</title><content type='html'>**What do you do when you find that the toilet overflows.... you run to find the plunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**What do you do with your naked baby squatting on the floor playing with your make up bag while you need to get a plunger from across the hall.... you shut him in the bathroom and run to get the plunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** What do you find when you get back.... a naked baby still squatting playing with your make up bag with a pile of poop under his booty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time he has pooped while getting in or out of the shower... I need to get faster  at clothing my son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5075979895837743842?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5075979895837743842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5075979895837743842' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5075979895837743842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5075979895837743842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/10/keep-diaper-on-your-baby-at-all-times.html' title='Keep a diaper on your baby at all times.....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6456499502746132031</id><published>2008-09-23T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:37:49.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SNlvedF_fNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FR6wQmopIkk/s1600-h/TIffs+wedding+and+misc+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249349409673542866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SNlvedF_fNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FR6wQmopIkk/s320/TIffs+wedding+and+misc+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just hilarious, my brother got the great idea to give him a comb over:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SNlvfPvdiNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VyCVKAhAam0/s1600-h/TIffs+wedding+and+misc+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249349423269251282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SNlvfPvdiNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VyCVKAhAam0/s320/TIffs+wedding+and+misc+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SNlvfUP1LSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/X9cA0j9Sts0/s1600-h/TIffs+wedding+and+misc+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249349424478760226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SNlvfUP1LSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/X9cA0j9Sts0/s320/TIffs+wedding+and+misc+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brave little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SNlvfk6xJSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/L9UMWLJRzoo/s1600-h/100_1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249349428953818402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SNlvfk6xJSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/L9UMWLJRzoo/s320/100_1176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole loves to climb. He is climbing up on random boxes mainly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been going to a bible study and to MOTTS and I love both of them and Cole loves to play with all his friends. I am so proud of him he doesn't cry and I honestly don't know if he wants to come home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6456499502746132031?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6456499502746132031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6456499502746132031' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6456499502746132031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6456499502746132031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-just-hilarious-my-brother-got.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SNlvedF_fNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FR6wQmopIkk/s72-c/TIffs+wedding+and+misc+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6969859018841111238</id><published>2008-09-13T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:55:22.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cole's newest obsession is to wear our sunglasses.  He knows that he looks cool:)  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8DuijCSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uIuYc4h7FbE/s1600-h/IMG_3159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245704069454170402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8DuijCSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uIuYc4h7FbE/s320/IMG_3159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He likes to pull them off and then try to put them back on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8D-C_y8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/jlaVCqMffqw/s1600-h/IMG_3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245704073616804802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8D-C_y8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/jlaVCqMffqw/s320/IMG_3158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In an effort to be "fun parents" we took Cole to the splash pad.  He loves splashing in the water and so this would make a perfect  "fun" outing with his "fun" parents... however, this is all he wanted to do.... play with the park bench. Go figure:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8EGwwdvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/F0c_WF1DOTQ/s1600-h/IMG_3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245704075956221682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8EGwwdvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/F0c_WF1DOTQ/s320/IMG_3160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole is also sticking his tongue out in an effort to concentrate harder.  He was having fun in this bounce house but it was very hard for him to stay on his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8EW5w4BI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Xs5XJb-D1gM/s1600-h/IMG_3111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245704080288964626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8EW5w4BI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Xs5XJb-D1gM/s320/IMG_3111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are daddy and Cole both looking a little annoyed that I am trying to take a picture.  This was at a Penn game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8EvpZboI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zymIZn3MtD0/s1600-h/IMG_3096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245704086931205762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8EvpZboI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zymIZn3MtD0/s320/IMG_3096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6969859018841111238?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6969859018841111238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6969859018841111238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6969859018841111238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6969859018841111238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/09/coles-newest-obsession-is-to-wear-our.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SMx8DuijCSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uIuYc4h7FbE/s72-c/IMG_3159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-8962605856322437261</id><published>2008-09-07T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:18:52.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things never change</title><content type='html'>Friday afternoon Cody left for the Ball State game, he would be home saturday afternoon. So, I decided that Cole and I would have fun hanging out by ourselves (and with mom and dad on friday night) WEll, things did not go as planned. I went to bed Friday night with my stomach feeling not so good. Well, early saturday morning me I was throwing up, it was only 4 times. Although, I did not feel like puking my stomach still did not feel that great and I had a fever.  Which, is what Cole had two nights earlier ( I have joined the mom's club, I got puked on twice!)&lt;br /&gt;So, I called mom and asked her if she could watch Cole for me so I didn't have to chase after him. She gladly took him with her to run errands. So, I was able to take a bath in their Jacuzzi tub and lay around all day in my PJ until she came home and then mom fed him lunch and then he took a nap. Cody came home then so I was able to sleep for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I had to just laugh looking back on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mom if I felt warm, I asked her to take care of Cole, I laid on her bed in my jammies. I may be 25 but I still need my mom! Someday maybe I will grown up:) Then again, maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-8962605856322437261?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8962605856322437261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=8962605856322437261' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8962605856322437261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/8962605856322437261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-things-never-change.html' title='Some things never change'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-2291270751379374748</id><published>2008-09-03T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T07:59:26.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body Boot Camp!</title><content type='html'>So... I have joined a workout group with some other girls and we have a personal trainer who works with us.  We start at 5:30 in the morning 5 days a week. I will be thrilled to go 3-4. This is only day 2 and I am so sore, I can't even bend over because my abs hurt so bad and my legs and booty and arms are also just as bad.  I feel like for 50 minutes we are either push up position or a squat position.  This is what I needed though, I can go there and get back home so that Cody can leave for work.  It is actually at Cody's work (Laidig Systems) that we work out.  Anyways, that is all that has been going on in my mind because everytime I move I am reminded of my good morning:)  Anyways, blah blah blah.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-2291270751379374748?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2291270751379374748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=2291270751379374748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2291270751379374748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2291270751379374748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/09/body-boot-camp.html' title='Body Boot Camp!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-2421487026784998909</id><published>2008-08-29T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T05:03:30.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little brother...</title><content type='html'>Tyler is going to Indiana Weslyan Univ. today and Cole and I are riding along.  My sister Tiffany thatjust got married also goes there and her and her hisband have a house there.  It will be good to see her today!  I am going to miss Ty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-2421487026784998909?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2421487026784998909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=2421487026784998909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2421487026784998909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2421487026784998909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-little-brother.html' title='My little brother...'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-3578689838174056591</id><published>2008-08-25T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T08:51:38.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He looks like him... but I don't know</title><content type='html'>Well, he looks like my Cole and he smells like my Cole, and he kisses like my Cole... but it can't be him.  The little boy I took to Hobby Lobby today is living in Cole's body.  The Cole I know doesn't scream.  The boy I took in public today was a high pitched screamer.....Yikes!  What am I supposed to do about that?  I have "ONE OF THOSE KIDS".  Oh well, I love this new boy but maybe someday he can meet the old Cole and they can combine into one baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-3578689838174056591?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3578689838174056591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=3578689838174056591' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3578689838174056591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/3578689838174056591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-looks-like-him-but-i-dont-know.html' title='He looks like him... but I don&apos;t know'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-520153491037453154</id><published>2008-08-20T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:12:16.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little boy is growing up so fast......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are some days when I look at my sweet little Cole and cannot even remember what having a tiny baby was like. There are many times where I will just look at him and wish I could have a video camera in my head so that I can remember all of the sweet faces and sweet kisses that I am blessed with everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my mom and sister and cole and I went to Shipshewana and we went to a toy store and he walked around and gave all of the stuffed animals kisses, and it was so precious. He is all about kisses and he is actually able to follow simple commands and I think to myself, when did he pick up on that? He is at such a wonderful stage in life and I just love him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKykXJtB9oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Q_fKDKIg32E/s1600-h/IMG_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236741184373782146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKykXJtB9oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Q_fKDKIg32E/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looks like a giant here:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKyjlRVMuyI/AAAAAAAAAHo/H41cOwlSy0k/s1600-h/IMG_3021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKyjlmdzdVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Cz9j7_KYWmE/s1600-h/IMG_3062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236740333101086034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKyjlmdzdVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Cz9j7_KYWmE/s320/IMG_3062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always eating something from outside!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKyjl2HIH8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Gpy53LZB2ak/s1600-h/IMG_3071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236740337300938690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKyjl2HIH8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Gpy53LZB2ak/s320/IMG_3071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love Crocs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKyjmXJyORI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Z7d3ij3EXaM/s1600-h/IMG_3076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236740346170456338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKyjmXJyORI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Z7d3ij3EXaM/s320/IMG_3076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the fish that Cody caught at my parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKyjmq1KyhI/AAAAAAAAAII/-E8qbnAGNRY/s1600-h/IMG_3092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236740351452695058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKyjmq1KyhI/AAAAAAAAAII/-E8qbnAGNRY/s320/IMG_3092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves to share with Moose but then he throws stuff at him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-520153491037453154?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/520153491037453154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=520153491037453154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/520153491037453154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/520153491037453154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-little-boy-is-growing-up-so-fast.html' title='My little boy is growing up so fast......'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SKykXJtB9oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Q_fKDKIg32E/s72-c/IMG_3018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5185502675947421289</id><published>2008-08-18T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T07:11:16.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Chicago story.......</title><content type='html'>So, my whole family minus Cody were shopping in Chicago.  The guys were across the street in Eddie Bauer and the girls were in Forever 21.  Tiff was outside because she has a headache, and I bought a purse because mine broke so I went out side to switch the stuff from my old purse to my new purse.  Tiff was telling me about her headache and then she just said, I don't feel good." and so I stepped in front of her and she laid her head down on my chest, or so I thought.  I was rubbing her back until I noticed she was sliding down my chest and taking these weird wheezy breathes, so I called out her name a few times but no response, I picked up her head and she was staring off into space and her face and lips were white.  I was freaking out and slapping her face and shaking her.  I picked her up and started screaming for help.  People ran over and we laid her down on the sidewalk and someone called an ambulance and at some point my mom ran out of the store after realizing that she recongnized the pants of the person on the ground.  After someone said she had a pulse and was breathing and said that an ambulance was coming she started to come to but it was weird, her face was all red and splotchy and it almost looked like she was going to get hives.  It took her awhile to get what was going on her eyes were rolling back and forth.  A nurse and Doctor came by and said she was doing okay.  Tiffs sweet husband of like 3 weeks came running across the street and almost got hit by a car and was kneeled on the ground next to her kissing her and hugging her until they got her into the little chair from the firetruck.  Well, after checking her vitals they said that she could be released as long as she ate and drank something. &lt;br /&gt;I was a hysterical mess for about the next hour  and a half would start sobbing and shaking randomly.  That was the scariest thing I have ever seen besides seeing my baby come out grayish blue and making weird wheezing noises when he was born.  I hate feeling so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is doing fine but she still has a headache so she may go to see a doctor to run some tests.  She has past out quite a few times before and all they could figure out after tests is that her heart and her brain are delayed in their communication.  When her hearts needs to beat faster it takes a bit for her brain to tell her heart.  Lets pray that they get it figured out and she stops passing out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that freak out we had a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5185502675947421289?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5185502675947421289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5185502675947421289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5185502675947421289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5185502675947421289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/scary-chicago-story.html' title='Scary Chicago story.......'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5603140557729817937</id><published>2008-08-15T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:48:15.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago....</title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow my sisters and their husbands and my brother and his girlfriend and my mom and dad and myself are going to Chicago for the day.  Where is Cody, you might ask?  We got a call from our renters in Muncie saying that a pipe is leaking thru the basement ceiling, so he has to go fix it......AGGHHHH.....&lt;br /&gt;Of all the weekends, the pipe had to leak this weekend, when we have had this planned for about 2 months.  I am so frustrated with our stupid house that won't sell and won't just not have problems.  I guess we are just going to have to list it with a realtor....  So, if you are in Chicago and see a bunch of couples and then a lonely straggler, don't worry it is just me and I didn't loose my partner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5603140557729817937?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5603140557729817937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5603140557729817937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5603140557729817937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5603140557729817937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/chicago.html' title='Chicago....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-4106958539973468365</id><published>2008-08-11T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:52:26.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is going on?</title><content type='html'>Why is Cole not sleeping?  He took like 2  one half hour naps, like 1 hour of napping today... What is going on help!!!  He screamed for his first nap for a long time and when I gave in to go rock him he calmed right down and then he clung to me and screamed when I went to put him back in his crib... any ideas?  I hope this doesn't happen tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-4106958539973468365?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4106958539973468365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=4106958539973468365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4106958539973468365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4106958539973468365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-is-going-on.html' title='What is going on?'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-2702470332849667273</id><published>2008-08-05T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:57:38.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latter half of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEP6XKQaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9vYSDhv0rQk/s1600-h/IMG_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231217113578488226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEP6XKQaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9vYSDhv0rQk/s320/IMG_2874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the pool on his birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEP62HH7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/ihYPN4TpaqY/s1600-h/IMG_2902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231217113708306354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEP62HH7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/ihYPN4TpaqY/s320/IMG_2902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was so tired from playing all day he fells asleep after dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEQEBw_yI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jO4avLwsxCM/s1600-h/IMG_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231217116173106978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEQEBw_yI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jO4avLwsxCM/s320/IMG_2921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brody, Cole, and Owen, these are his friends in Muncie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEQdQnIsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/7_jI13VUY1I/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231217122946261698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEQdQnIsI/AAAAAAAAAHY/7_jI13VUY1I/s320/IMG_2923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole's Birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEQqgXjXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OmxKajZbuwI/s1600-h/IMG_2927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231217126502010226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEQqgXjXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OmxKajZbuwI/s320/IMG_2927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDkwZXeqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZbSoVtXsHvY/s1600-h/IMG_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDk2JEzfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/S3U0Q7zEx_Q/s1600-h/IMG_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDk8hvP_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EW2VAXD3KnE/s1600-h/IMG_2876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231216375425351666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDk8hvP_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EW2VAXD3KnE/s320/IMG_2876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carousel at St. Joe fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDlMJduAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PaSDLmoSfsI/s1600-h/IMG_2887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231216379618506754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDlMJduAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PaSDLmoSfsI/s320/IMG_2887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bee ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDLUmaLRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/eKLtmGniUpk/s1600-h/IMG_2865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231215935210794258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDLUmaLRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/eKLtmGniUpk/s320/IMG_2865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mom and dad at Tiff's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDLo0tUSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/h3s_uYArl_U/s1600-h/IMG_2864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231215940639478050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDLo0tUSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/h3s_uYArl_U/s320/IMG_2864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Britt and I at Tiff's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDLt4T0EI/AAAAAAAAAGI/J_QY9Eh86Ec/s1600-h/IMG_2866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231215941996761154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDLt4T0EI/AAAAAAAAAGI/J_QY9Eh86Ec/s320/IMG_2866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cody and Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDL8nvwpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/W-fzNO7t_II/s1600-h/IMG_2859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231215945953821330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDL8nvwpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/W-fzNO7t_II/s320/IMG_2859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Codt fishing in Colorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDL735T3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/AjPxE8sBGV0/s1600-h/IMG_2871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231215945753120626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkDL735T3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/AjPxE8sBGV0/s320/IMG_2871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-2702470332849667273?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2702470332849667273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=2702470332849667273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2702470332849667273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/2702470332849667273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/latter-half-of-july.html' title='Latter half of July'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SJkEP6XKQaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9vYSDhv0rQk/s72-c/IMG_2874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5710333933850051820</id><published>2008-07-23T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:28:30.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet Pea loves to be outdoors....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehnI1loiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dmF1motFX8Y/s1600-h/100_1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226323586345968162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehnI1loiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dmF1motFX8Y/s320/100_1011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Driving the tractor at the fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehnkCjleI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vbqZKhCyu9k/s1600-h/100_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226323593648117218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehnkCjleI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vbqZKhCyu9k/s320/100_1013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cody and Cole!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehBrhXcqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/d6skLFnRMAg/s1600-h/100_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226322942821364386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehBrhXcqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/d6skLFnRMAg/s320/100_0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehB5hgrGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IJvwp51SWII/s1600-h/100_0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226322946580065378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehB5hgrGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IJvwp51SWII/s320/100_0965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves dirt and rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehCE9WkMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dh1-0lFsydk/s1600-h/100_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226322949649633474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehCE9WkMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dh1-0lFsydk/s320/100_0972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehCj2xkkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/08o6ZG9WLqA/s1600-h/100_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226322957943542338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehCj2xkkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/08o6ZG9WLqA/s320/100_0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves to swing too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehC8i7dpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/4rUVPoPSoBY/s1600-h/100_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226322964571190930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehC8i7dpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/4rUVPoPSoBY/s320/100_1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving a John Deere GQ style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been so much fun this past week.  I love to watch him walk around and get into everything.  He is such a joy!  I love being a mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5710333933850051820?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5710333933850051820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5710333933850051820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5710333933850051820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5710333933850051820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-sweet-pea-loves-to-be-outdoors.html' title='My sweet Pea loves to be outdoors....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIehnI1loiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dmF1motFX8Y/s72-c/100_1011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-7366772762617340829</id><published>2008-07-19T17:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:05:14.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cody's Home!</title><content type='html'>Cody is home, well he has been home for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got some sun and is even better looking than when he left! I went into the airport to pick him up and it was a few minutes before midnight which was a little earlier than his flight was supposed to arrive, and I saw this guy and he really looked like Cody but the way he was standing was not how I remembered Cody standing ever before( hand in pocket or something like that) I saw this man from the back and was thinking that it was Cody but was feeling bad because he was so good looking and I wasn't sure that it was him (not because Cody is not good looking, he is actually very hot but based on his stance I was very unsure). We (cole and I) approached this hot man slowly, a little cautious and then he turned around and there was my husband, the good looking man that I saw with his hands in his pockets waiting for his luggage!!! Back came the butterflies that were flying around in my tummy all of the way to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain to you why I am now a little cautious of my ability to recognize people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody and I are very honest about the fact that there will always be better looking people in this world and we don't mind saying when we feel someone is attractive because we are very secure with our relationship and commitement to one another. Not that we practice this frequently but we are open to telling each other. Anyways... so last week my parents were pouring a new sidewalk and so one of my dads crews were tearing out the old one and I was walking up to the house and looked at the back of a young looking guys head and wondered to myself who that guy was that was nice looking, that young cute boy turned around and it was... my brother... Now that is pretty gross. I must say that he did just shave his head to rid of the mowhawk I gave him the previous day so he did not look like the same brother that i saw the night before... however, it still was very disturbing. Here is a picture of that young cute boy.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224895490785017122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIKOxCTH_SI/AAAAAAAAAE4/StpmQyBxoZM/s320/IMG_0831_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom took this picture of him while we were on vacation... I will post some pictures of my hottie husband and his getaway to Colorado soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-7366772762617340829?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7366772762617340829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=7366772762617340829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/7366772762617340829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/7366772762617340829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/codys-home.html' title='Cody&apos;s Home!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SIKOxCTH_SI/AAAAAAAAAE4/StpmQyBxoZM/s72-c/IMG_0831_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-4019920183295228130</id><published>2008-07-15T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T07:13:51.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's offical, Cole is a toddler!!! I am so excited, I just love to see him toddle around with his hand up by his head for balance! It is the cutest thing. Cody, seriously,this is one step closer to him playing football!!! How fun! Here are some pictures of him walking and of him playing on the deck with a pot of water. I was making my sister's necklace for her wedding and was so deperately wanting ot get it done. Mom gave him a pot of water and he had so much fun, good idea mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywORHsHyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/l_5XVuZFEJ0/s1600-h/100_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243427003244322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywORHsHyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/l_5XVuZFEJ0/s320/100_0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywO-guHNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/x7FxC7F-QI8/s1600-h/100_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243439187827922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywO-guHNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/x7FxC7F-QI8/s320/100_0910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywPLp9v2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/_Rqrwod_XLA/s1600-h/100_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243442716262242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywPLp9v2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/_Rqrwod_XLA/s320/100_0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywPmQAJ9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/0CFd-dCEZBo/s1600-h/100_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243449855125458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywPmQAJ9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/0CFd-dCEZBo/s320/100_0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywQM_CXqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/k5MWtr0bTWQ/s1600-h/100_0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243716724407410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywfIamPHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tet73Kb91lw/s320/100_0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-4019920183295228130?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4019920183295228130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=4019920183295228130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4019920183295228130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4019920183295228130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/walking.html' title='Walking!!!!!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHywORHsHyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/l_5XVuZFEJ0/s72-c/100_0904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-5022109450929943045</id><published>2008-07-13T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:35:22.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Ashley....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHq4SA0-4QI/AAAAAAAAADg/wapsoLOnbtE/s1600-h/IMG_2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that sounds heavenly? Brittany is having a baby! I am finally going to be an aunt in January! I have been waiting for this for a long time! Here is the picture that we took when they told my family. We took one of these when we told my family we were pregnant too! It is now a tradition!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHq4Ssqyz1I/AAAAAAAAADo/NV3viWkPEwI/s1600-h/IMG_2508_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222689349257318226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHq4Ssqyz1I/AAAAAAAAADo/NV3viWkPEwI/s320/IMG_2508_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was practicing with a ball! She is gonna be such a cute little mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHq4S5TqBqI/AAAAAAAAADw/tEzJoM11XO0/s1600-h/IMG_2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222689352649934498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHq4S5TqBqI/AAAAAAAAADw/tEzJoM11XO0/s320/IMG_2509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all I have to say but i better post a picture for Cody since I have slacked the past few days...We love you see in in a few days!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222692619932067330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHq7RE4a5gI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HWu7iwi6d9A/s320/IMG_0890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222691169031112770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHq58n2rSEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZMxp6Of9WYk/s320/Cole+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-5022109450929943045?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5022109450929943045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=5022109450929943045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5022109450929943045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/5022109450929943045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/aunt-ashley.html' title='Aunt Ashley....'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHq4Ssqyz1I/AAAAAAAAADo/NV3viWkPEwI/s72-c/IMG_2508_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-4577467495158611739</id><published>2008-07-10T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T08:21:45.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing Stair and eating blueberries!!!!</title><content type='html'>Cole has finally found the stairs and he is getting fast at climbing them! Which is kind of scary, but pretty fun to see him do new things.  So we now put up the babygate. Although, he gets mad now that he can't get to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to pick blueberries yesterday and it went way better than I thought it would go! He ate blueberries non stop for about 50 minutes. I am not excited to see that diaper. Cole also slept for a total of 5 hours during the day. As I found out last night, that is way too much sleep. He wasn't tired last night and couldn't go to sleep until 11:30 and kept waking up throughout the night wanting to play...Yikes! Cody, keep praying for patience for me, I think I am going to need it today for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, our friends Scott and Kira had their baby yesterday and there have been a few more complications than what they had thought. You can follow their story by clicking on &lt;em&gt;The Zicks,&lt;/em&gt; on the left side of our page. We are continuing to pray for Scott, Kira, Brody and beautiful little Jacob. My friend Steph and I are going to Dayton tomorrow to meet Jacob. I am leaving Cole overnight for the first time and even though last night was rough, I am sad to leave him overnight. He will be in great hands with my parents though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cody, here are some pictures of your big boy, Chubbs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221405333503277090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHYofJPK-CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5pmcEoFZoOE/s320/100_0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221405336133114882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHYofTCLHAI/AAAAAAAAADY/bWQDYjuPr5Y/s320/100_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221404910187980322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHYoGgQ8JiI/AAAAAAAAADI/IMo56mdvpxU/s320/100_0874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221404902356911538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHYoGDF3hbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/47VkpjScExE/s320/100_0872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-4577467495158611739?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4577467495158611739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=4577467495158611739' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4577467495158611739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4577467495158611739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/climbing-stair-and-eating-blueberries.html' title='Climbing Stair and eating blueberries!!!!'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHYofJPK-CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5pmcEoFZoOE/s72-c/100_0876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6150834325220985706</id><published>2008-07-09T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T08:36:19.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finger Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can tell Cole is thrilled that he is finger painting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaL9jNBMI/AAAAAAAAACI/ui7QxcUfQTY/s1600-h/100_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221037767064880322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaL9jNBMI/AAAAAAAAACI/ui7QxcUfQTY/s320/100_0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was getting into it a little bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaMU3m_WI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aytrANQBS84/s1600-h/100_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221037773324483938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaMU3m_WI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aytrANQBS84/s320/100_0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was impressed with his artistic ability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaMmuoKfI/AAAAAAAAACY/o1mvKcuvAww/s1600-h/100_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221037778118650354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaMmuoKfI/AAAAAAAAACY/o1mvKcuvAww/s320/100_0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again it is all fun and games until someone gets mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaM32wtaI/AAAAAAAAACg/PThWGr9djgk/s1600-h/100_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221037782716167586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaM32wtaI/AAAAAAAAACg/PThWGr9djgk/s320/100_0866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the final masterpiece....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaNUc4D7I/AAAAAAAAACo/NwUg-WzDf94/s1600-h/100_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221037790392225714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaNUc4D7I/AAAAAAAAACo/NwUg-WzDf94/s320/100_0868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a sweet little boy who really misses his dad and wanted to paint him a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6150834325220985706?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6150834325220985706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6150834325220985706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6150834325220985706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6150834325220985706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/finger-painting.html' title='Finger Painting'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHTaL9jNBMI/AAAAAAAAACI/ui7QxcUfQTY/s72-c/100_0857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-4340654576444260901</id><published>2008-07-08T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T08:17:37.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 of ?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I took Cole outside for a little photo shoot for his John Deere birthday party invitations. Here are some of the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Cole is harvesting the corn with his tractor.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOBvSYiK9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-ZQ_fsX2_Sc/s1600-h/100_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220659042441112530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOBvSYiK9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-ZQ_fsX2_Sc/s320/100_0808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He found a cornstalk from last year.  It is so much fun to play in the field... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658175951720290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOA82dXT2I/AAAAAAAAABY/e4EQVRNSxnE/s320/100_0817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that is until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOBYhraw9I/AAAAAAAAABo/PHMvEDVE5-E/s1600-h/100_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658651409859538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOBYhraw9I/AAAAAAAAABo/PHMvEDVE5-E/s320/100_0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone gets mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658791544526946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOBgruIGGI/AAAAAAAAABw/287L6UAqAmo/s320/100_0820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOBNjpwPFI/AAAAAAAAABg/jPSyqyvGh18/s1600-h/100_0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658462961187922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOBNjpwPFI/AAAAAAAAABg/jPSyqyvGh18/s320/100_0829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOAqUPFR2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/DfTUs9bs6MQ/s1600-h/100_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220657857527367522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOAqUPFR2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/DfTUs9bs6MQ/s320/100_0835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a copy of his invitation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220661713641787922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="265" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOEKxYZ0hI/AAAAAAAAACA/OZbqUt2v1nA/s320/Invitation+copy2+copy.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, that is all that is new with us for today! Enjoy your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-4340654576444260901?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4340654576444260901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=4340654576444260901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4340654576444260901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4340654576444260901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-2-of.html' title='Day 2 of ?'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHOBvSYiK9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-ZQ_fsX2_Sc/s72-c/100_0808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-4899573063072225221</id><published>2008-07-07T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T07:55:29.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHItn6xfkJI/AAAAAAAAABI/UvUR7LTjkoc/s1600-h/100_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220285081890820242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHItn6xfkJI/AAAAAAAAABI/UvUR7LTjkoc/s320/100_0796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy, look at how I am helping Mommy while you are gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220284609237168850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHItMaAFMtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XPjSaeGmNU/s320/100_0772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think I will be walking when I see you next, Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220284937818185794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHItfiD5oEI/AAAAAAAAABA/tCNmcGbq36M/s320/100_0790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We love you and are praying for you!  See you in a week and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-4899573063072225221?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4899573063072225221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=4899573063072225221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4899573063072225221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/4899573063072225221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-1-of.html' title='Day 1 of ?'/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SHItn6xfkJI/AAAAAAAAABI/UvUR7LTjkoc/s72-c/100_0796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505701651530896350.post-6997716176946632693</id><published>2008-07-03T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:20:15.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SGz8NIl-DKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4iEL56yBOeI/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218823370790800546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SGz8NIl-DKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4iEL56yBOeI/s320/Copy+of+IMG_2056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SGz7xpi6SCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/e2hDpKDjEx4/s1600-h/IMG_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, I am going to start blogging for a few reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cody is going to Colorado for about a week and a half for work and he wants me to post a lot of pictures. Last time he was gone it was hard to talk on the phone because of his schedule and reception wasn't great. So, I wanted to blog so he can keep up with us and maybe that will help him not miss us quite as badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This will allow family to read about the happenings with our little boy who is not so little anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I want to be able to ramble about my sweet family and then be able to print this someday as a journal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4505701651530896350-6997716176946632693?l=thelantzclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6997716176946632693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4505701651530896350&amp;postID=6997716176946632693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6997716176946632693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4505701651530896350/posts/default/6997716176946632693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelantzclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-i-am-going-to-start-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>The Lantzes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155152344341110408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02rlq8m8mZA/SGz8NIl-DKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4iEL56yBOeI/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_2056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
