<?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-8786560963899173815</id><updated>2012-01-27T10:40:16.841-07:00</updated><category term='Micah'/><category term='summer'/><category term='camping'/><category term='Tika'/><category term='Pregnant'/><category term='vacations'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Tawni'/><category term='Isla'/><title type='text'>The Platt's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>221</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-7031640303602663641</id><published>2012-01-27T09:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:01:42.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Blogs</title><content type='html'>I've been DREADING doing this blog move. But time has come and so we have dropped the "and" in micahandtawni.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's such a inconvenience - but blogger doesn't let you change your primary email address. So for the past year I've had to sign-out of my gmail account, then sign in to my blogger account - which is my old hotmail account, but was used as a gmail account for blogger (weird, right?) THEN if I needed to jump back to my gmail I had to do the whole routine of sign-in and sign-out all over again. It was getting pretty annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.micahtawniplatt.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.micahtawniplatt.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-7031640303602663641?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/7031640303602663641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=7031640303602663641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7031640303602663641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7031640303602663641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2012/01/moving-blogs.html' title='Moving Blogs'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6501803225161809875</id><published>2012-01-20T00:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T01:25:28.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In the process of getting our missionary sent off my family realized that we haven't had family pictures in 3 years - which means that we've added 3 members to our family: Kairie, Isla, Tiffany (4 members including our new furry niece Sheeba)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We were so excited to do a snow picture. But there was a problem - no snow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SEOdvztYWcg/Txkar3bjv2I/AAAAAAAACNs/UEd4BDbMHMU/s1600/Family+03.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SEOdvztYWcg/Txkar3bjv2I/AAAAAAAACNs/UEd4BDbMHMU/s640/Family+03.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ghAmF81tlo/TxkatEf-iBI/AAAAAAAACN0/_mT50S3dpnM/s1600/Family+05.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ghAmF81tlo/TxkatEf-iBI/AAAAAAAACN0/_mT50S3dpnM/s320/Family+05.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUdfKLkg8K4/TxkauOaG1QI/AAAAAAAACN8/fBUGX66f91A/s1600/Family+07.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUdfKLkg8K4/TxkauOaG1QI/AAAAAAAACN8/fBUGX66f91A/s320/Family+07.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PnxwC627E8o/Txkau3DqSwI/AAAAAAAACOE/b8V1Tf2v0Xc/s1600/Family+09.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PnxwC627E8o/Txkau3DqSwI/AAAAAAAACOE/b8V1Tf2v0Xc/s320/Family+09.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxnzxJfhX58/TxkawZyJnGI/AAAAAAAACOM/eldo3hiTLz8/s1600/Family+13.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxnzxJfhX58/TxkawZyJnGI/AAAAAAAACOM/eldo3hiTLz8/s320/Family+13.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWz4iS49-zE/TxkaxfLB5pI/AAAAAAAACOU/hdljP7yLyxs/s1600/Family+18.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWz4iS49-zE/TxkaxfLB5pI/AAAAAAAACOU/hdljP7yLyxs/s320/Family+18.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VztTK2OpGDA/Txkd-swyYII/AAAAAAAACP8/10eo6cqoDrA/s1600/Family+22.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VztTK2OpGDA/Txkd-swyYII/AAAAAAAACP8/10eo6cqoDrA/s320/Family+22.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6hVq4bh1eu8/Txkayq4vHzI/AAAAAAAACOk/fmXHPWh-758/s1600/Family+23.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6hVq4bh1eu8/Txkayq4vHzI/AAAAAAAACOk/fmXHPWh-758/s320/Family+23.JPG" width="213" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Not trying to be biased or anything but she's getting so stinking CUTE! I can't even describe how much we love Isla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FqmrZVGsjes/TxkazSZc1rI/AAAAAAAACOs/iQlJEZ2XQ5c/s1600/Family+27.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FqmrZVGsjes/TxkazSZc1rI/AAAAAAAACOs/iQlJEZ2XQ5c/s320/Family+27.JPG" width="320" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Kairie is pretty darn cute too ;) It must be in the genes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e3G1PypkZag/Txka0p2qqSI/AAAAAAAACO8/SQEHt1J1G0A/s1600/Family+33.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e3G1PypkZag/Txka0p2qqSI/AAAAAAAACO8/SQEHt1J1G0A/s320/Family+33.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMfOIMON79k/Txka1ftY8AI/AAAAAAAACPE/JOQhOLTwX3A/s1600/Family+38.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMfOIMON79k/Txka1ftY8AI/AAAAAAAACPE/JOQhOLTwX3A/s320/Family+38.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I realized I NEVER posted about my other little brother, Travis, getting married on 11.11.2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tiffany had beautiful colors for the Fall, the location was beautiful @ Birch Creek Golf Course in Smithfield, tons of good looking people showed up for the event!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dA7A84b5PkM/Txkfk0tEHQI/AAAAAAAACQE/iYHX0o3sUP0/s1600/Travis+Jensen%2527s+Wedding+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dA7A84b5PkM/Txkfk0tEHQI/AAAAAAAACQE/iYHX0o3sUP0/s320/Travis+Jensen%2527s+Wedding+043.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zrKJiWHV3mk/Txka2spp5vI/AAAAAAAACPM/Z9zK-M6jnH4/s1600/Family+43.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zrKJiWHV3mk/Txka2spp5vI/AAAAAAAACPM/Z9zK-M6jnH4/s320/Family+43.JPG" width="213" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And here's Elder Jensen, which by the way is doing amazing at the MTC! He wrote on Tuesday:&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"So I was told that the MTC was a lot like prison.... well now I'm&lt;br /&gt;seriously considering breaking some laws when i get back because I&lt;br /&gt;love it here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He can read, teach lessons, and pray in Korean, and says that the language is very easy to read and spell words out! His first companion is Elder Brown who is from Arizona and they get along very well&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6rdTkQNyZqY/Txka4BGgjLI/AAAAAAAACPU/mLntMmq-46Q/s1600/Family+46.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6rdTkQNyZqY/Txka4BGgjLI/AAAAAAAACPU/mLntMmq-46Q/s320/Family+46.JPG" width="213" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Since time was short (and getting everyone together, plus budget) we switched in our mom and dad - ha ha, we can laugh about it now. So here's my mom's family picture:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwBFvHYEohA/Txka5Xreu_I/AAAAAAAACPg/VAE-UEJIVUA/s1600/Family+54.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwBFvHYEohA/Txka5Xreu_I/AAAAAAAACPg/VAE-UEJIVUA/s640/Family+54.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKr6gM2UeKo/Txka8d7WHvI/AAAAAAAACPo/BvhxvFTnJms/s1600/Family+55.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKr6gM2UeKo/Txka8d7WHvI/AAAAAAAACPo/BvhxvFTnJms/s400/Family+55.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRJKQmArMv0/Txka-EO-xxI/AAAAAAAACPw/-CRDWwxH--0/s1600/Family+57.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRJKQmArMv0/Txka-EO-xxI/AAAAAAAACPw/-CRDWwxH--0/s400/Family+57.JPG" width="266" /&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 thank you to &lt;a href="http://www.jacquelynnphoto.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jacque&lt;/a&gt; for taking our photos...once again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-6501803225161809875?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6501803225161809875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6501803225161809875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6501803225161809875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6501803225161809875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2012/01/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SEOdvztYWcg/Txkar3bjv2I/AAAAAAAACNs/UEd4BDbMHMU/s72-c/Family+03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2374601739518956458</id><published>2012-01-18T14:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T14:16:46.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Isla turned 15 months old on January 1. She is just so fun to watch these days - always on the go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Stats:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Height: 31 3/4" - 90th%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Weight: 22 lbs 12 oz - 60th%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Head: 45.5 cm - 45th%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-hYFDpZcbo/TxczpNFbNGI/AAAAAAAACM0/W2gwhNXGRrw/s1600/IMG_4773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-hYFDpZcbo/TxczpNFbNGI/AAAAAAAACM0/W2gwhNXGRrw/s400/IMG_4773.JPG" width="265" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;She can turn on the tears in an instant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mommy: "Isla can you say cheese for me please???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Isla: "Nooooooo!" then starts crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-ayhjCVKug/Txcztz7gL1I/AAAAAAAACM8/rFvGNkM1kK8/s1600/IMG_4779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-ayhjCVKug/Txcztz7gL1I/AAAAAAAACM8/rFvGNkM1kK8/s400/IMG_4779.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fMYRUgoqRQ/TxczzIkKlZI/AAAAAAAACNE/ru_beOnEuNs/s1600/IMG_4781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fMYRUgoqRQ/TxczzIkKlZI/AAAAAAAACNE/ru_beOnEuNs/s400/IMG_4781.JPG" width="266" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh yes. She even covers her mouth when she is upset.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do I have to remember not to smile when she turns on the alligator tears? Yes. Although, I was interrupting her reading quiet time. So technically it was my fault this time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvHj9FkOy-4/Txcz6O5SWlI/AAAAAAAACNM/Np5NsNKQxyM/s1600/IMG_4791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvHj9FkOy-4/Txcz6O5SWlI/AAAAAAAACNM/Np5NsNKQxyM/s400/IMG_4791.JPG" width="266" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;She's a tall one - and is getting the hang of opening doors, and reaching anything she can off the countertops.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5SX5olOd_pY/Txc0AghRE5I/AAAAAAAACNU/cjGlZUwsK_I/s1600/IMG_4794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5SX5olOd_pY/Txc0AghRE5I/AAAAAAAACNU/cjGlZUwsK_I/s400/IMG_4794.JPG" width="266" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Words she can say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What's that?, Daddy, Momma, No, Nana (Grandma), Pa (Grandpa), Nose, Eye, Bel-Bu (Belly Button), Tickle Tickle Tickle, Eese (Please), Uh-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;She signs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;More, Please, Help, Thank you, All done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-2374601739518956458?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2374601739518956458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2374601739518956458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2374601739518956458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2374601739518956458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2012/01/isla-update.html' title='Isla Update'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-hYFDpZcbo/TxczpNFbNGI/AAAAAAAACM0/W2gwhNXGRrw/s72-c/IMG_4773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2465258189917606905</id><published>2012-01-16T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:14:22.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We have enjoyed other people's xbox kinect and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;just dance 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. Isla is amazing too. She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;loves going to Sams Club and dancing with their demo model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N2E4Ns7sza4/TxT4e2EsM3I/AAAAAAAACMM/5AwLsqgrbZc/s1600/Ryan+and+Aquatic+Center+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N2E4Ns7sza4/TxT4e2EsM3I/AAAAAAAACMM/5AwLsqgrbZc/s400/Ryan+and+Aquatic+Center+001.JPG" width="400" /&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;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;The KISS group dance is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lNvGt-at91c/TxT4nCha-cI/AAAAAAAACMU/btqepBe28cM/s1600/Ryan+and+Aquatic+Center+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lNvGt-at91c/TxT4nCha-cI/AAAAAAAACMU/btqepBe28cM/s400/Ryan+and+Aquatic+Center+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qa_pOYCoWFI/TxT419Sp8jI/AAAAAAAACMo/Z7eIB6tn08U/s1600/Ryan+and+Aquatic+Center+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qa_pOYCoWFI/TxT419Sp8jI/AAAAAAAACMo/Z7eIB6tn08U/s400/Ryan+and+Aquatic+Center+012.JPG" width="400" /&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;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Isla gets down on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rolls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; around to add to the dance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yzsHWcU-Kw/TxT4vHjmzuI/AAAAAAAACMc/9Wpqr_a3xm4/s1600/Ryan+and+Aquatic+Center+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yzsHWcU-Kw/TxT4vHjmzuI/AAAAAAAACMc/9Wpqr_a3xm4/s640/Ryan+and+Aquatic+Center+008.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Good thing she is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt; enough she doesn't register on the camera and mess up the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;scoring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-2465258189917606905?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2465258189917606905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2465258189917606905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2465258189917606905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2465258189917606905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='Dancing'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N2E4Ns7sza4/TxT4e2EsM3I/AAAAAAAACMM/5AwLsqgrbZc/s72-c/Ryan+and+Aquatic+Center+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-3069171414486800181</id><published>2012-01-11T00:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:53:04.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Jensen 2012-2014</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djboMrkqFB8/Tw026EsKBnI/AAAAAAAACKA/pyIklK2SvrM/s1600/RJ_04+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djboMrkqFB8/Tw026EsKBnI/AAAAAAAACKA/pyIklK2SvrM/s320/RJ_04+%25281%2529.JPG" width="256" /&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;Ryan was set apart at 9:30 and is officially Elder Jensen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He will enter the MTC at 12:55 on January 11. He will spend 3 months there learning all he can about the gospel and the Korean language - keep him in your prayers! He will then travel to Daejeon, South Korea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What an amazing experience this has been for our family. We are just so proud of him and all that he has done these past couple of months to prepare for this joyous event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*UPDATED PICTURES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e56x7g7MsEg/TxMq_GgVlxI/AAAAAAAACLE/xTp0xbuSDY0/s1600/IMG_4712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e56x7g7MsEg/TxMq_GgVlxI/AAAAAAAACLE/xTp0xbuSDY0/s320/IMG_4712.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan giving Isla his last "See you later" hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PoYjOVBAtyc/TxMrDEhhayI/AAAAAAAACLM/oNin8_NXqGM/s1600/IMG_4718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PoYjOVBAtyc/TxMrDEhhayI/AAAAAAAACLM/oNin8_NXqGM/s320/IMG_4718.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In-n-out burgers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nY1Gr4RS-P8/TxMrIQtNFiI/AAAAAAAACLU/vQeb5qPW4ew/s1600/IMG_4719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nY1Gr4RS-P8/TxMrIQtNFiI/AAAAAAAACLU/vQeb5qPW4ew/s320/IMG_4719.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V4ZdDBPl_7c/TxMrPS8BH_I/AAAAAAAACLc/fEgGCXSJNeo/s1600/IMG_4720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V4ZdDBPl_7c/TxMrPS8BH_I/AAAAAAAACLc/fEgGCXSJNeo/s320/IMG_4720.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah's sister let us borrow their Armada (since you can only have one vehicle dropping your missionary off, so we needed one that could fit 7) &amp;nbsp;so the Hodlmair blood is UTES all the way, and the rule for any of their vehicles is that if it goes into Utah County they must sport Ute flags, magnets, etc. So we pulled up in the Ute mobile and the MTC people were loving teasing Ryan - one asked him to as we were pulling in: &amp;nbsp;"Don't they have another MTC for you people?" ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1S6IaWQU5jU/TxMrVcQKWxI/AAAAAAAACLk/aQUhj1kXY9E/s1600/IMG_4722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1S6IaWQU5jU/TxMrVcQKWxI/AAAAAAAACLk/aQUhj1kXY9E/s320/IMG_4722.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8qMkvPKj_dE/TxMrab57-wI/AAAAAAAACLs/5MImBqkRPwc/s1600/IMG_4727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8qMkvPKj_dE/TxMrab57-wI/AAAAAAAACLs/5MImBqkRPwc/s320/IMG_4727.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbuInaH9FvI/TxMrjP5EU0I/AAAAAAAACL0/Z8n5VDUq1I0/s1600/IMG_4730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbuInaH9FvI/TxMrjP5EU0I/AAAAAAAACL0/Z8n5VDUq1I0/s320/IMG_4730.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sniff, sniff, there he goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll be in the MTC until March 26 so if you want to write him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Elder Ryan Scott Jensen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Provo MTC&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;2005 N 900 E MTC Box #121&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Provo UT, 84604&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-3069171414486800181?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/3069171414486800181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=3069171414486800181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3069171414486800181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3069171414486800181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2012/01/elder-jensen-2012-2014.html' title='Elder Jensen 2012-2014'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djboMrkqFB8/Tw026EsKBnI/AAAAAAAACKA/pyIklK2SvrM/s72-c/RJ_04+%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-1778148988311902182</id><published>2012-01-05T13:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T13:32:47.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Santa Portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-48ev3XkxEP4/TwYIuotR0BI/AAAAAAAACJ4/HXraR17sMJo/s1600/5s3a+and+santa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-48ev3XkxEP4/TwYIuotR0BI/AAAAAAAACJ4/HXraR17sMJo/s640/5s3a+and+santa.JPG" width="426" /&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;Not even a cookie and a present could make this little girl smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-1778148988311902182?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/1778148988311902182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=1778148988311902182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1778148988311902182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1778148988311902182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2012/01/classic-santa-portrait.html' title='Classic Santa Portrait'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-48ev3XkxEP4/TwYIuotR0BI/AAAAAAAACJ4/HXraR17sMJo/s72-c/5s3a+and+santa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-8717397240354983936</id><published>2012-01-02T13:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:10:16.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming and Farewell to Remember!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been such a great experience going through this sending off a missionary, Ryan's best friend (and our other adopted brother) Brock Warnick returned from the McAllen Texas Mission, so they rallied up the troops to give him a warm welcome:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWwuh9E0ixE/TwIGsGy2reI/AAAAAAAACGc/W2x1O7XFVL8/s1600/Christmas+2011+110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWwuh9E0ixE/TwIGsGy2reI/AAAAAAAACGc/W2x1O7XFVL8/s400/Christmas+2011+110.JPG" width="266" /&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;Ryan and Danielle Parker with the hilarious "Welcome Home From Fat Camp" sign&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All Isla cared about was the balloon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wT8E6acG4xc/TwIG0UJ54BI/AAAAAAAACGk/bB-NzOc5xpY/s1600/Christmas+2011+111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wT8E6acG4xc/TwIG0UJ54BI/AAAAAAAACGk/bB-NzOc5xpY/s400/Christmas+2011+111.JPG" width="266" /&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;Still brings a little tear to my eye, the best friends get to hug...sniff sniff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CgmUsdD3Jos/TwIG659T9KI/AAAAAAAACGs/EglPuBhceC8/s1600/Christmas+2011+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CgmUsdD3Jos/TwIG659T9KI/AAAAAAAACGs/EglPuBhceC8/s400/Christmas+2011+113.JPG" width="266" /&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;Mama Warnick with her two boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYNQzazbUG0/TwIHBmu8p7I/AAAAAAAACG0/SSYxZQtcs7M/s1600/Christmas+2011+115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYNQzazbUG0/TwIHBmu8p7I/AAAAAAAACG0/SSYxZQtcs7M/s400/Christmas+2011+115.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88o2DHtXccA/TwIHIgUnCqI/AAAAAAAACG8/btuYmmpmzxw/s1600/Christmas+2011+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88o2DHtXccA/TwIHIgUnCqI/AAAAAAAACG8/btuYmmpmzxw/s400/Christmas+2011+118.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xtlUrGBopSM/TwIHPtQ2ZdI/AAAAAAAACHE/PRFGzvf3TUI/s1600/Christmas+2011+119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xtlUrGBopSM/TwIHPtQ2ZdI/AAAAAAAACHE/PRFGzvf3TUI/s400/Christmas+2011+119.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On January 1, 2012 we had the "Homecoming and Farewell" talk in Nibley, UT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such great talks, and the church was packed with both of the families and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards we went over to Cafe Sabor, which was amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yB17YGw0i4I/TwIINgekrDI/AAAAAAAACHQ/ijPgUcTAQrw/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yB17YGw0i4I/TwIINgekrDI/AAAAAAAACHQ/ijPgUcTAQrw/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+054.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Micah's parents made the long journey up to support Ryan, and Gaye brought some amazing cookies that everyone loved! I had to fight and con my way to bring some home, someone else was going to snag them all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tMgGiyC9oQE/TwIJHEMFN_I/AAAAAAAACHc/liY3o6b4B3M/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tMgGiyC9oQE/TwIJHEMFN_I/AAAAAAAACHc/liY3o6b4B3M/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+028.JPG" width="400" /&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;Grandma Afton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uvpe2BWO7o4/TwIJLo9HFUI/AAAAAAAACHk/qy5VDSzhrN0/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uvpe2BWO7o4/TwIJLo9HFUI/AAAAAAAACHk/qy5VDSzhrN0/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+032.JPG" width="400" /&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;Nephew Tyler, Ryan, and our oldest brother Shane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3naQZ8aE5mk/TwIJU64rDsI/AAAAAAAACHs/58RM1c5W8AM/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3naQZ8aE5mk/TwIJU64rDsI/AAAAAAAACHs/58RM1c5W8AM/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+033.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Karla:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y37-kOHW4-k/TwIJfnOddeI/AAAAAAAACH0/p9ANUu2deg8/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y37-kOHW4-k/TwIJfnOddeI/AAAAAAAACH0/p9ANUu2deg8/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+037.JPG" width="266" /&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;Ryan, Kairie, and Ashley&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bivKd9Y-PhY/TwIJktWGRnI/AAAAAAAACH8/0U2yDIGAcRk/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bivKd9Y-PhY/TwIJktWGRnI/AAAAAAAACH8/0U2yDIGAcRk/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+038.JPG" width="400" /&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;The Sharp family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfy-qB7ZgAw/TwIJw6oTxTI/AAAAAAAACIE/Zy-igTYVfH4/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfy-qB7ZgAw/TwIJw6oTxTI/AAAAAAAACIE/Zy-igTYVfH4/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+042.JPG" width="266" /&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;Our momma Maisie, and her baby boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zT6krgbmcBU/TwIJ3bXQ8NI/AAAAAAAACIM/6FYjAUSlt_Q/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zT6krgbmcBU/TwIJ3bXQ8NI/AAAAAAAACIM/6FYjAUSlt_Q/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+043.JPG" width="400" /&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;We haven't seen our other aunts and uncles in years! These are my moms "foster" sisters and brother-in-law. She was born in Tuba City Arizona, but was raised in the suburbs of Ogden Utah with her foster family :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg_ROBykMVw/TwIJ9nroG7I/AAAAAAAACIU/A-fnsoagg2M/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg_ROBykMVw/TwIJ9nroG7I/AAAAAAAACIU/A-fnsoagg2M/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+044.JPG" width="400" /&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;The Jensen family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mC4zZ4JI-Lk/TwIKDuvn5_I/AAAAAAAACIc/Y2vemLH1_UE/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mC4zZ4JI-Lk/TwIKDuvn5_I/AAAAAAAACIc/Y2vemLH1_UE/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+046.JPG" width="266" /&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;Us and our missionary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_Pi2HBvYvY/TwIKJFitEDI/AAAAAAAACIk/TtZ7Zpja_44/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_Pi2HBvYvY/TwIKJFitEDI/AAAAAAAACIk/TtZ7Zpja_44/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+047.JPG" width="400" /&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;Dawnielle from Texas, Ryan, and Danielle Parker! Cutest girls ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTolYfQuzcI/TwIKPUe6z6I/AAAAAAAACIs/j4cdVd97mEY/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTolYfQuzcI/TwIKPUe6z6I/AAAAAAAACIs/j4cdVd97mEY/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+049.JPG" width="400" /&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;The other sister Bri Roberts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--TYMIbYTz_c/TwIKUOPQfrI/AAAAAAAACI0/--kIqZIrmhw/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--TYMIbYTz_c/TwIKUOPQfrI/AAAAAAAACI0/--kIqZIrmhw/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+050.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When Ryan came down to live with us he attended the Taylorsville Singles Ward and started working with Austin (The middle guy), the guy in Blue is named Chase Love and actually served with Brock Warnick in the Texas McAllen Mission, but he and Austin are best friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Small world, so now everyone are the best of friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCPRaUuD8L0/TwIKZ53iAZI/AAAAAAAACI8/1UWnk7vifvQ/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCPRaUuD8L0/TwIKZ53iAZI/AAAAAAAACI8/1UWnk7vifvQ/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+052.JPG" width="266" /&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;Ryan, Travis &amp;amp; Tiffany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjfP4rFzgZE/TwIKgZR5meI/AAAAAAAACJE/O81zn4IrIgY/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjfP4rFzgZE/TwIKgZR5meI/AAAAAAAACJE/O81zn4IrIgY/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+053.JPG" width="400" /&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;Ryan, McCall and Brock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPlrazGSn38/TwIKks4OVXI/AAAAAAAACJM/k1-8Z9ZC1eE/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPlrazGSn38/TwIKks4OVXI/AAAAAAAACJM/k1-8Z9ZC1eE/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+055.JPG" width="266" /&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;Ryan and mama Warnick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJgZKucrhlE/TwIKo59jtYI/AAAAAAAACJU/y-oZpiaHyWA/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJgZKucrhlE/TwIKo59jtYI/AAAAAAAACJU/y-oZpiaHyWA/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+057.JPG" width="266" /&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;Our dad and Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dHaidzZRqtI/TwIKvBLWHmI/AAAAAAAACJc/-p2PKKvQ9d4/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dHaidzZRqtI/TwIKvBLWHmI/AAAAAAAACJc/-p2PKKvQ9d4/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+058.JPG" width="266" /&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;Isla and Kairie playing all over the place. They made up this game of get on the high-chairs and run over to the metal wall over and over and over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d_vJ_7klxwg/TwIK2RxuzaI/AAAAAAAACJk/oa-B-V1osXc/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d_vJ_7klxwg/TwIK2RxuzaI/AAAAAAAACJk/oa-B-V1osXc/s400/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+060.JPG" width="400" /&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;&amp;nbsp;Uncle Ryan and his two girls: Best picture ever. I love that my brothers are always having fun with the girls. Makes them so much more spoiled and loved than the other nieces there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLuZFY9g56Y/TwIK9f6nCXI/AAAAAAAACJs/7jHW0sQtz-0/s1600/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLuZFY9g56Y/TwIK9f6nCXI/AAAAAAAACJs/7jHW0sQtz-0/s640/New+Years+and+Ryan+Farewell+2012+061.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-8717397240354983936?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/8717397240354983936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=8717397240354983936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/8717397240354983936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/8717397240354983936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2012/01/homecoming-and-farewell-to-remember.html' title='Homecoming and Farewell to Remember!'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWwuh9E0ixE/TwIGsGy2reI/AAAAAAAACGc/W2x1O7XFVL8/s72-c/Christmas+2011+110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5891471506410908775</id><published>2012-01-02T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T00:18:52.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our baby is just growing up, she knows who Santa is "Ho Ho Ho" is what she says when she sees or when someone asks her about Santa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is up to ponytail status with her hair:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-BjSX5aJEQ/TwFUtEzA6gI/AAAAAAAACDg/UVi0oU2-bF0/s1600/Christmas+2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-BjSX5aJEQ/TwFUtEzA6gI/AAAAAAAACDg/UVi0oU2-bF0/s320/Christmas+2011+016.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve we celebrated with the Platts with a yummmy dinner. Here's Camie, Micah, and Brittany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FZSzi84Ht2g/TwFUyLPB2bI/AAAAAAAACDo/RnOLbNYhEeg/s1600/Christmas+2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FZSzi84Ht2g/TwFUyLPB2bI/AAAAAAAACDo/RnOLbNYhEeg/s320/Christmas+2011+020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobie, Aliya, Aspen and Isla:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9UEuN9LukM8/TwFU3fHDqsI/AAAAAAAACDw/IGuhPstwbmg/s1600/Christmas+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9UEuN9LukM8/TwFU3fHDqsI/AAAAAAAACDw/IGuhPstwbmg/s320/Christmas+2011+021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning we had the camcorder and camera ready for Isla coming down the stairs: She's not really sure what was going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXG4t9B4q8I/TwFU-sDWxuI/AAAAAAAACD4/pVHeGtZkKSo/s1600/Christmas+2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXG4t9B4q8I/TwFU-sDWxuI/AAAAAAAACD4/pVHeGtZkKSo/s320/Christmas+2011+022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did her classic "O" face when she saw our "massive" Christmas tree with her presents Santa had left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htUgrNhlLLw/TwFVHlfap9I/AAAAAAAACEA/THPtImiICDI/s1600/Christmas+2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htUgrNhlLLw/TwFVHlfap9I/AAAAAAAACEA/THPtImiICDI/s320/Christmas+2011+024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...it may be our 4th year with our big tree, but we have yet to upgrade - maybe next year??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVldtL2w7DA/TwFVQY5qSKI/AAAAAAAACEI/Is7lkZiw1uc/s1600/Christmas+2011+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVldtL2w7DA/TwFVQY5qSKI/AAAAAAAACEI/Is7lkZiw1uc/s320/Christmas+2011+026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa hit the nail on the head with her scooter and baby doll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1bCxu0N3ls/TwFVZKMAaiI/AAAAAAAACEQ/VsHxA9ffRj4/s1600/Christmas+2011+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1bCxu0N3ls/TwFVZKMAaiI/AAAAAAAACEQ/VsHxA9ffRj4/s320/Christmas+2011+027.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3Cxr_PWh2Y/TwFVeHivzFI/AAAAAAAACEY/LyCIxER1du8/s1600/Christmas+2011+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3Cxr_PWh2Y/TwFVeHivzFI/AAAAAAAACEY/LyCIxER1du8/s320/Christmas+2011+028.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjfWM3Td_2o/TwFVkuCChhI/AAAAAAAACEg/xlH88iqGv2s/s1600/Christmas+2011+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjfWM3Td_2o/TwFVkuCChhI/AAAAAAAACEg/xlH88iqGv2s/s320/Christmas+2011+038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that candy and treats in this stocking??? YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rL9TUSWX1EE/TwFVsPjsDeI/AAAAAAAACEo/Nyar7bKrx3o/s1600/Christmas+2011+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rL9TUSWX1EE/TwFVsPjsDeI/AAAAAAAACEo/Nyar7bKrx3o/s320/Christmas+2011+042.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas brunch at the Hodlmairs. Grandma Gaysie was amazing as always and sewed all of the girls matching pajamas, along with coordinating pjs to their dolls and bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HUpYrFG4jxQ/TwFVxvR--XI/AAAAAAAACEw/04wGTbr17JE/s1600/Christmas+2011+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HUpYrFG4jxQ/TwFVxvR--XI/AAAAAAAACEw/04wGTbr17JE/s320/Christmas+2011+045.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9JXHy09HG2k/TwFV4lcZqqI/AAAAAAAACE4/9bAUco9Tbpc/s1600/Christmas+2011+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9JXHy09HG2k/TwFV4lcZqqI/AAAAAAAACE4/9bAUco9Tbpc/s320/Christmas+2011+048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward to North Utah to see the Jensen side: Here's our Uncle Poo-Bear and Isla: Is it already getting down to less than 2 weeks until he leaves to the MTC??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLV9qIbvy4A/TwFV-T9gnQI/AAAAAAAACFA/jr2ne72UQqg/s1600/Christmas+2011+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLV9qIbvy4A/TwFV-T9gnQI/AAAAAAAACFA/jr2ne72UQqg/s320/Christmas+2011+052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new cousin! Sheeba (St. Bernard) &amp;nbsp;has joined the newlyweds Travis and Tiffany. At 5 weeks old she weighs as much as Isla. That didn't stop Isla from loving her everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq8fUJ8H6Qw/TwFWE32xTSI/AAAAAAAACFI/GCgH3Zxw01o/s1600/Christmas+2011+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq8fUJ8H6Qw/TwFWE32xTSI/AAAAAAAACFI/GCgH3Zxw01o/s320/Christmas+2011+055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isla and Aunt Karla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxAmSE3kAsc/TwFWLTKvn1I/AAAAAAAACFQ/AOxFXNldZW4/s1600/Christmas+2011+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxAmSE3kAsc/TwFWLTKvn1I/AAAAAAAACFQ/AOxFXNldZW4/s320/Christmas+2011+059.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Poo-Bear, Uncle Travis &amp;amp; Aunt Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HuVMHSiILFo/TwFWRYPaZ8I/AAAAAAAACFY/6OwLHp49JJQ/s1600/Christmas+2011+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HuVMHSiILFo/TwFWRYPaZ8I/AAAAAAAACFY/6OwLHp49JJQ/s320/Christmas+2011+063.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How I love squeezing these cheeks still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a8EZXIwZgWo/TwFWVRzmtqI/AAAAAAAACFg/PuQy8Tw66Wc/s1600/Christmas+2011+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a8EZXIwZgWo/TwFWVRzmtqI/AAAAAAAACFg/PuQy8Tw66Wc/s320/Christmas+2011+064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some great gifts from the uncles and aunts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-llTTE629sWg/TwFWaEyDppI/AAAAAAAACFo/JtbNxq9gF-s/s1600/Christmas+2011+065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-llTTE629sWg/TwFWaEyDppI/AAAAAAAACFo/JtbNxq9gF-s/s320/Christmas+2011+065.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8-dj9wP1U-I/TwFWf4NsXYI/AAAAAAAACFw/bO1-wEudyIw/s1600/Christmas+2011+066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8-dj9wP1U-I/TwFWf4NsXYI/AAAAAAAACFw/bO1-wEudyIw/s320/Christmas+2011+066.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Kenny gave us a traveling DVD player for the long rides up to his house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj-wHtXe1Bw/TwFWkiBqvnI/AAAAAAAACF4/3rGuPQJ_vqM/s1600/Christmas+2011+071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj-wHtXe1Bw/TwFWkiBqvnI/AAAAAAAACF4/3rGuPQJ_vqM/s320/Christmas+2011+071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPX--zqr6es/TwFWp4HLQvI/AAAAAAAACGA/0k0la6RAlyE/s1600/Christmas+2011+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPX--zqr6es/TwFWp4HLQvI/AAAAAAAACGA/0k0la6RAlyE/s320/Christmas+2011+074.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Uncle Ryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LAkeo0R8uOk/TwFW2TCQTFI/AAAAAAAACGQ/5bZo32Fz9EQ/s1600/Christmas+2011+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LAkeo0R8uOk/TwFW2TCQTFI/AAAAAAAACGQ/5bZo32Fz9EQ/s320/Christmas+2011+098.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-5891471506410908775?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5891471506410908775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5891471506410908775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5891471506410908775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5891471506410908775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2012/01/merry-christmas-2011.html' title='Merry Christmas 2011'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-BjSX5aJEQ/TwFUtEzA6gI/AAAAAAAACDg/UVi0oU2-bF0/s72-c/Christmas+2011+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-7358024529557982910</id><published>2011-12-07T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T21:05:50.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting off the Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am so excited that Isla is getting older and understanding more of what this holiday season is all about. Everytime she sees a Christmas tree or a Santa figure she says "oooohhhh" and blows it/them kisses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our besties the Zurns invited us to go and see the Festival of Trees @ the Southtown Expo Center. That was one crazy festival!! Our favorite tree was the "UP" tree - it was pretty cool. Isla wasn't understanding that the chain/rope that was protecting the trees from little gremlin hands like hers - so it was meltdown time when we kept her from grabbing all the fun trees.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the Zurns:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2tTh-o1Pho/TuAxpUrfDFI/AAAAAAAACBM/xu3Nn_YwXzg/s1600/December+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2tTh-o1Pho/TuAxpUrfDFI/AAAAAAAACBM/xu3Nn_YwXzg/s320/December+2011+001.JPG" width="320" /&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;And us:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_ci034W2Po/TuAxyRyT2cI/AAAAAAAACBU/J6mZd51NHxA/s1600/December+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_ci034W2Po/TuAxyRyT2cI/AAAAAAAACBU/J6mZd51NHxA/s320/December+2011+004.JPG" width="320" /&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;This is how Isla really looks most of the time:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One sock, hair escaping, and a cheeser smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5E5z-N0Z6b4/TuAx5V4Gp4I/AAAAAAAACBc/mTgvVTpLTII/s1600/December+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5E5z-N0Z6b4/TuAx5V4Gp4I/AAAAAAAACBc/mTgvVTpLTII/s320/December+2011+005.JPG" width="213" /&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;Saturday December 3 was the Grand America Hotel for the yummy Breakfast with Santa that Micah's family does every year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TZiuBVJWBIg/TuAx-Q6jBSI/AAAAAAAACBk/ZoUr0HvHM40/s1600/December+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TZiuBVJWBIg/TuAx-Q6jBSI/AAAAAAAACBk/ZoUr0HvHM40/s320/December+2011+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dlSF4ryojks/TuAyDnEMVmI/AAAAAAAACBs/GURHFACHyH8/s1600/December+2011+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dlSF4ryojks/TuAyDnEMVmI/AAAAAAAACBs/GURHFACHyH8/s320/December+2011+015.JPG" width="320" /&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;Micah's sister was ready with a pose at every turn:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9Wym8__n1w/TuAyH28rP6I/AAAAAAAACB0/pVILmIqWLvo/s1600/December+2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9Wym8__n1w/TuAyH28rP6I/AAAAAAAACB0/pVILmIqWLvo/s320/December+2011+016.JPG" width="320" /&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;&amp;nbsp;Here's Aspen helping with Isla who was "BIG GIRL" with eating all her breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Db_1LfeZ8RI/TuAyNuiXP6I/AAAAAAAACB8/m7eSkOJ3fyU/s1600/December+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Db_1LfeZ8RI/TuAyNuiXP6I/AAAAAAAACB8/m7eSkOJ3fyU/s320/December+2011+019.JPG" width="320" /&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;Here's me trying to discuss with Isla why we don't run all over a restaurant...yeah all you mom's know that face, it's not really a discussion when the one-year-old is dead set on running wherever she wants.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ywhpTNREfVw/TuAyTick2EI/AAAAAAAACCE/W5odkIRaTSY/s1600/December+2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ywhpTNREfVw/TuAyTick2EI/AAAAAAAACCE/W5odkIRaTSY/s320/December+2011+022.JPG" width="320" /&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;Aliya is such a hoot. I asked her for a beautiful cheese smile:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ssXEX_P_jQY/TuAyYnaNYuI/AAAAAAAACCM/J7FW7sNQrIU/s1600/December+2011+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ssXEX_P_jQY/TuAyYnaNYuI/AAAAAAAACCM/J7FW7sNQrIU/s320/December+2011+023.JPG" width="320" /&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;Uh....Santa wasn't the biggest hit with Isla, ha ha. She was fine just looking at him while in Mommy's arms, across the room. She totally blew him kisses when she was that far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFvwBW6ODYY/TuAyeDyShWI/AAAAAAAACCU/tHRiA2tJlwY/s1600/December+2011+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFvwBW6ODYY/TuAyeDyShWI/AAAAAAAACCU/tHRiA2tJlwY/s320/December+2011+027.JPG" width="320" /&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;Here's the whole crew: From the left we have Britt, Matt + 2 girls, Camie &amp;amp; Jeff + 4 kids, Papa Dave and Grandma Gaysie, and our family; Micah, Isla, Poo-Bear, and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEF-_TzM8y8/TuAyltcypII/AAAAAAAACCc/JDoG2ogVuos/s1600/December+2011+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEF-_TzM8y8/TuAyltcypII/AAAAAAAACCc/JDoG2ogVuos/s320/December+2011+032.JPG" width="320" /&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;Isla's new picture taking face: Tongue out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CLKj2jAeeQ/TuAysIeq73I/AAAAAAAACCk/xwI6wDyHcGo/s1600/December+2011+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CLKj2jAeeQ/TuAysIeq73I/AAAAAAAACCk/xwI6wDyHcGo/s320/December+2011+036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKBkuFgLTHY/TuAyyIUgDLI/AAAAAAAACCs/7MgOQGgbHyo/s1600/December+2011+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKBkuFgLTHY/TuAyyIUgDLI/AAAAAAAACCs/7MgOQGgbHyo/s320/December+2011+037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyzBH_eInao/TuAy3uM9f1I/AAAAAAAACC0/JO1ipNu-Udg/s1600/December+2011+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyzBH_eInao/TuAy3uM9f1I/AAAAAAAACC0/JO1ipNu-Udg/s320/December+2011+043.JPG" width="320" /&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 after discussing with Isla about running wherever she wants to, she decided she'd be cornered in the room and eat some ice with a spoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPk-DsPIbJA/TuAy9GY5rYI/AAAAAAAACC8/GlGtqbBMtz4/s1600/December+2011+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPk-DsPIbJA/TuAy9GY5rYI/AAAAAAAACC8/GlGtqbBMtz4/s320/December+2011+047.JPG" width="320" /&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 we went outside and took some pics in the freezing cold:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's isla's face when she saw the big Christmas tree: AAAAHHHH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMAdGCBmyoo/TuAzBOgfboI/AAAAAAAACDE/SHuav8ygU5k/s1600/December+2011+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMAdGCBmyoo/TuAzBOgfboI/AAAAAAAACDE/SHuav8ygU5k/s320/December+2011+082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nCIkqIy6l8o/TuAzHxeC0SI/AAAAAAAACDM/AnJ_7fCr9jA/s1600/December+2011+105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nCIkqIy6l8o/TuAzHxeC0SI/AAAAAAAACDM/AnJ_7fCr9jA/s320/December+2011+105.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Santa and Mrs. Clause gave out some legit candy canes, so on the ride home we let her go at it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qEtoY9G2cOU/TuAzMHEdorI/AAAAAAAACDU/A-3QqMLeCug/s1600/December+2011+114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qEtoY9G2cOU/TuAzMHEdorI/AAAAAAAACDU/A-3QqMLeCug/s320/December+2011+114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-7358024529557982910?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/7358024529557982910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=7358024529557982910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7358024529557982910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7358024529557982910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/12/starting-off-holiday-season.html' title='Starting off the Holiday Season'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2tTh-o1Pho/TuAxpUrfDFI/AAAAAAAACBM/xu3Nn_YwXzg/s72-c/December+2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-688093840800103507</id><published>2011-12-04T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:37:44.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had an amazing Halloween, Isla was ecstatic when she realized that people will just give you tons of candy and treats for a smile and a "hi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our great friends Janae and Boston came over and we decorated our Halloween bags with footprints that were really ghosts. Now Isla thinks that paint is just for the bottoms of her feet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got some cute pumpkins from Isla's Great-Great-Grandpa Stuke's own garden, and we decorated the front porch really spooky with spider webs, a spider named Frank, and some strobe lighting!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjMb2GWw004/TtsbV3g88ZI/AAAAAAAAB-o/H9LRuU4H8xc/s1600/october+end+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjMb2GWw004/TtsbV3g88ZI/AAAAAAAAB-o/H9LRuU4H8xc/s320/october+end+2011+003.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isla is really getting the hang of saying "cheese" when the camera comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pATG3tmREck/TtsbaWqjFNI/AAAAAAAAB-w/-KjPhWHKWcs/s1600/october+end+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pATG3tmREck/TtsbaWqjFNI/AAAAAAAAB-w/-KjPhWHKWcs/s320/october+end+2011+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was Grandma Gaye's house for the annual Halloween pizza party. Unfortunately right as Isla and I rang the doorbell to say "Trick or Treat" Isla slipped and fell face first on the porch step and started bleeding. But no worries, Grandma came to the rescue with treat bags and pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lk5b98ubicI/TtscDI38hsI/AAAAAAAAB-4/8zgF7vs747g/s1600/october+end+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lk5b98ubicI/TtscDI38hsI/AAAAAAAAB-4/8zgF7vs747g/s320/october+end+2011+019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gardner girls were dressed in their finest as Tinker Bell and beautiful fairy princess (I can't remember what the exact name was for Aliya, they always have the funnest names that somehow involve a Disney princess character)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJYHfVP5LVU/TtscI1inD9I/AAAAAAAAB_A/pppEEbSpbDk/s1600/october+end+2011+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJYHfVP5LVU/TtscI1inD9I/AAAAAAAAB_A/pppEEbSpbDk/s320/october+end+2011+027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was at Daddy's work, Aunt/Grandma Helen had a nice sized treat bag for all her adopted grandchildren! Isla is getting to know Helen is the one to know at the office, she has a special treat drawer and will give her anything she wants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LTC3okBhaBA/TtscN3TOxzI/AAAAAAAAB_I/cagB-VoHOvA/s1600/october+end+2011+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LTC3okBhaBA/TtscN3TOxzI/AAAAAAAAB_I/cagB-VoHOvA/s320/october+end+2011+029.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Helen gave her this Tucan Sam bird that's a puppet, candy, a Halloween straw, and these spooky glasses. All of which Isla is still playing with to this day. Especially the glasses, Isla wears them in the bathtub the WHOLE time she's bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjT8o2OXWfs/TtscS7uiYtI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/NYIeRmSyL-c/s1600/october+end+2011+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjT8o2OXWfs/TtscS7uiYtI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/NYIeRmSyL-c/s320/october+end+2011+031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you may be wondering, what's Isla's costume??? Well the thing is Isla LOVES stuffed animals. But she wasn't really into wearing them. She was a Panda Bear, but she wanted to hold and cuddle her panda bear the whole morning. So after finally realizing that other kids wear costumes we got to put it on for some trunk-or-treating and trick-or-treating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNNBGZ-cW3k/TtscXnA55AI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/E_EyhcZYV1Q/s1600/october+end+2011+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNNBGZ-cW3k/TtscXnA55AI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/E_EyhcZYV1Q/s320/october+end+2011+037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the picture up above because Micah told me that this is the exact face I make everytime I pick Isla up, and I'm so grateful he snapped a pic at the right time so I could see it. She really does make me so happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDNSpPTW0iQ/TtsceAzZeTI/AAAAAAAAB_g/fH10H-1EAU4/s1600/october+end+2011+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDNSpPTW0iQ/TtsceAzZeTI/AAAAAAAAB_g/fH10H-1EAU4/s320/october+end+2011+039.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKGuSJw-RX4/TtsckkBVtUI/AAAAAAAAB_o/aM9Or5yL8hc/s1600/october+end+2011+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKGuSJw-RX4/TtsckkBVtUI/AAAAAAAAB_o/aM9Or5yL8hc/s320/october+end+2011+040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We headed over to the trunk-or-treating at our church, and they put on a great party. There was music blasting, really good decorations, and tons and tons of candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends the webbs had a great family costume: Damsel in Distress, A Dragon, and a Knight in Shining Armor! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJDB52F9TvU/TtscptHLUSI/AAAAAAAAB_w/ftqOg2-1Z5Y/s1600/october+end+2011+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJDB52F9TvU/TtscptHLUSI/AAAAAAAAB_w/ftqOg2-1Z5Y/s320/october+end+2011+048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we kind of got a little lazy with Micah's costume, I was a zookeeper with my animals...Micah just stuffed Isla's giraffe in his hoodie and called it good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TVYzpwrQuw/TtscusC6eSI/AAAAAAAAB_4/vOGkt1C8yU4/s1600/october+end+2011+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TVYzpwrQuw/TtscusC6eSI/AAAAAAAAB_4/vOGkt1C8yU4/s320/october+end+2011+049.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;BFF Boston was a cute little sock monkey and helped Isla show some dancing moves off in the parking lot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wi1yO65SJIc/Ttscy9F3QlI/AAAAAAAACAA/jGVPYr4iw7Y/s1600/october+end+2011+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wi1yO65SJIc/Ttscy9F3QlI/AAAAAAAACAA/jGVPYr4iw7Y/s320/october+end+2011+053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4bEzz_mB4CQ/Ttsc3jEF3CI/AAAAAAAACAI/Zaq51KlIvf0/s1600/october+end+2011+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4bEzz_mB4CQ/Ttsc3jEF3CI/AAAAAAAACAI/Zaq51KlIvf0/s320/october+end+2011+059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OgvGw-iuZZg/Ttsc8PhSpfI/AAAAAAAACAQ/EqFeA3jXAIY/s1600/october+end+2011+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OgvGw-iuZZg/Ttsc8PhSpfI/AAAAAAAACAQ/EqFeA3jXAIY/s320/october+end+2011+063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isla was loving this blow-up Frankenstein, She kept wanting to touch and give him kisses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5j-HmwkGYY/TtsdAzp4ZwI/AAAAAAAACAY/Al218rOHfGs/s1600/october+end+2011+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5j-HmwkGYY/TtsdAzp4ZwI/AAAAAAAACAY/Al218rOHfGs/s320/october+end+2011+064.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c3EqII6_zJo/TtsdGQsLZMI/AAAAAAAACAg/cwa3Z3oRNKk/s1600/october+end+2011+068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c3EqII6_zJo/TtsdGQsLZMI/AAAAAAAACAg/cwa3Z3oRNKk/s320/october+end+2011+068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare picture of the momma's and their babies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWAfMqQNizo/TtsdLZ5vXvI/AAAAAAAACAo/gPYkMuqc9s0/s1600/october+end+2011+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWAfMqQNizo/TtsdLZ5vXvI/AAAAAAAACAo/gPYkMuqc9s0/s320/october+end+2011+070.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple more neighborhoods Isla was ready to dig in to her candy stash! She loves popcorn, skittles, and whoppers and was so delighted to open up the bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7qMwOfykAFc/TtsdQ1LwZoI/AAAAAAAACAw/43p5Aj-Re_o/s1600/october+end+2011+073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7qMwOfykAFc/TtsdQ1LwZoI/AAAAAAAACAw/43p5Aj-Re_o/s320/october+end+2011+073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Uncle Poo-Bear was close by so he could eat some of the hard-earned candy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Sl9yM6Xh5c/TtsdW7_W7hI/AAAAAAAACA4/ULGX6U3bGU8/s1600/october+end+2011+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Sl9yM6Xh5c/TtsdW7_W7hI/AAAAAAAACA4/ULGX6U3bGU8/s320/october+end+2011+075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Isla loves brushing her teeth...because our candy stash got low pretty quick with daddy, mommy, and uncle poo bear around to help her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk3MXn9SXJA/TtsddJkYiDI/AAAAAAAACBA/eZ9V6nl0YlQ/s1600/october+end+2011+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk3MXn9SXJA/TtsddJkYiDI/AAAAAAAACBA/eZ9V6nl0YlQ/s320/october+end+2011+078.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-688093840800103507?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/688093840800103507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=688093840800103507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/688093840800103507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/688093840800103507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/12/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjMb2GWw004/TtsbV3g88ZI/AAAAAAAAB-o/H9LRuU4H8xc/s72-c/october+end+2011+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-323096732483717974</id><published>2011-12-03T23:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:39:09.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Thanksgiving was wonderful and relaxing. We switch every year for our families, we are space cadets because we honestly thought we were down here in Salt Lake City last year, when truly we were up in Cache Valley last year...so we goofed up and spent Thanksgiving at the same place for the past two years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have no idea how that happened! Who forgets where they were for big holidays?? Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isla has grown up so much, she is a little person now, walking everywhere, and talking/jabbering non-stop, she knows that I'm "mamamamma" and micah is "dadaaaa" she rolls our names out. She is enjoying picking anything she is able to lift and carry it around. She adores all her stuffed animals. She loves blankets - she's not particular about any one blanket in particular, any blanket will do. She's a snuggler. She loves blowing kisses and saying "HIIIIIIII" to anyone close by. She's getting to be a little screamer/screecher in public places...we'll need to discuss this with her, because it's getting pretty loud lately.She loves to be tickled - her laughs and giggles are so fun to hear, so we make sure to tickle her MANY times a day. She loves food still - especially noodles, she loves slurping them in. Cheese is a favorite too, cheddar, swiss, provolone, cheese sticks, parmesan cheese, cottage cheese...you get the point :) She loves being chased, and even makes a snarling noise while she chases us back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loves all types of mediums: finger painting, drawing, and coloring. So I have to make sure to pull out crafts to do for the holidays: we started Thanksgiving with the standard turkey hand. She thought it was hilarious to trace her hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4PjYOu7dS0/TtsWQQqxPOI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/sI0BPlMYRhw/s1600/Thanksgiving+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4PjYOu7dS0/TtsWQQqxPOI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/sI0BPlMYRhw/s320/Thanksgiving+2011+001.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1OYNxnZ0Uc/TtsWaoFLUVI/AAAAAAAAB-g/O-SMrf-C3Wk/s1600/Thanksgiving+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1OYNxnZ0Uc/TtsWaoFLUVI/AAAAAAAAB-g/O-SMrf-C3Wk/s320/Thanksgiving+2011+002.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty good at keeping the crayons on paper, and loves to carry her artwork around all day! Tomorrow we'll start on all the Christmas crafts that are a must for little children to do!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-323096732483717974?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/323096732483717974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=323096732483717974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/323096732483717974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/323096732483717974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving-2011.html' title='Thanksgiving 2011'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4PjYOu7dS0/TtsWQQqxPOI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/sI0BPlMYRhw/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5206389337280535382</id><published>2011-11-22T00:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:58:33.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandkids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPQGxymNjeM/TstU8v98uDI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/2WrVLmgfiro/s1600/Platt+Grandkids+2011+060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPQGxymNjeM/TstU8v98uDI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/2WrVLmgfiro/s400/Platt+Grandkids+2011+060.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aspen, Aiden, Hobie, Della, Jeff Jr., Aliya, Isla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meet the Platt grandkids! Isla is just the luckiest cousin, because they all ADORE her. I feel so popular when we walk into Sunday dinner and here a lot of footsteps our way screaming "She's here! Isla's here!!!!!" then many hands grab at our daughter and we have instant babysitters for the next 2 hours or so. That is heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a fun get together with the shirts that Grandpa Dave and Grandma Gaysie bought for them while they were vacationing in Europe for 2.5 weeks this past Summer! But I am so proud to be related to this good looking bunch of kids! I can't wait to see what Isla's personality will turn out to be and where she will fit in with her cousins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-5206389337280535382?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5206389337280535382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5206389337280535382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5206389337280535382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5206389337280535382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/11/grandkids.html' title='Grandkids'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPQGxymNjeM/TstU8v98uDI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/2WrVLmgfiro/s72-c/Platt+Grandkids+2011+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-9216855713961257304</id><published>2011-11-14T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:41:12.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it has been a crazy week for our household. my little brother ryan moved in with us 2 months ago to start working on turning in his mission papers. well he got his mission call last tuesday (11/08/2011) and we headed on up to cache valley to call the troops in and open it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MufSiQW6MwY/TsIDCnKN_KI/AAAAAAAAB8g/tgq_rubUt0A/s320/IMG_3828.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;waiting for everyone to arrive! so nerve racking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Flfs_xlHWo/TsIDJEP5RwI/AAAAAAAAB8o/aFIcxBQNDnk/s1600/IMG_3829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Flfs_xlHWo/TsIDJEP5RwI/AAAAAAAAB8o/aFIcxBQNDnk/s320/IMG_3829.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;the friends came by for the exciting news:&amp;nbsp; marilee &amp;amp; nykelle warnick, bri &amp;amp; colton roberts, and danielle parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATuDSjutBqc/TsIDPLmQQCI/AAAAAAAAB8w/go9C8wyQr0g/s1600/IMG_3830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATuDSjutBqc/TsIDPLmQQCI/AAAAAAAAB8w/go9C8wyQr0g/s320/IMG_3830.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;the family: dad, micah, me, ryan, travis, &amp;amp; tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VQlWISb_4Q/TsIDURWyPGI/AAAAAAAAB84/yE0HkmfYFcw/s1600/IMG_3831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VQlWISb_4Q/TsIDURWyPGI/AAAAAAAAB84/yE0HkmfYFcw/s320/IMG_3831.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;grandma afton, aunt karla, and aunt jen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHzZhyBMpvQ/TsIDaV4PKKI/AAAAAAAAB9A/ohFGBelnqw8/s1600/IMG_3833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHzZhyBMpvQ/TsIDaV4PKKI/AAAAAAAAB9A/ohFGBelnqw8/s320/IMG_3833.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;our nephew tyler (we'll be doing the same thing for him in about 6 months!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xgua0PLVAQ/TsIDgB4syOI/AAAAAAAAB9I/2I3B_V6rmBI/s1600/IMG_3834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xgua0PLVAQ/TsIDgB4syOI/AAAAAAAAB9I/2I3B_V6rmBI/s320/IMG_3834.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;niece kairie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rPYGzpzQads/TsIDnqHyhoI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/Cad5GbqcJXw/s1600/IMG_3835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rPYGzpzQads/TsIDnqHyhoI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/Cad5GbqcJXw/s320/IMG_3835.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;where oh where is he going????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OrwyZ1g2uFI/TsID1_Oo-oI/AAAAAAAAB9g/IPzbMsSNI3E/s1600/IMG_3839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OrwyZ1g2uFI/TsID1_Oo-oI/AAAAAAAAB9g/IPzbMsSNI3E/s320/IMG_3839.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The KOREA DAEJEON mission reporting on January 11, 2012!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one guessed near this area, the closest was Travis saying Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWC_Hq806ko/TsID8BY_VGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/gNqyJE5M6Lo/s1600/IMG_3841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWC_Hq806ko/TsID8BY_VGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/gNqyJE5M6Lo/s320/IMG_3841.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sister Ashley:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KW6uDC1EjEA/TsIEDtGecyI/AAAAAAAAB9w/NG_OLTiKlQ0/s1600/IMG_3842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KW6uDC1EjEA/TsIEDtGecyI/AAAAAAAAB9w/NG_OLTiKlQ0/s320/IMG_3842.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dad and all his kiddos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWHn1dmOlPo/TsIEJjSZYSI/AAAAAAAAB94/QbYJ3T4a_lo/s1600/IMG_3843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWHn1dmOlPo/TsIEJjSZYSI/AAAAAAAAB94/QbYJ3T4a_lo/s320/IMG_3843.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66nlDw_tT00/TsIEPolRQMI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xFj3kCviPl4/s1600/IMG_3844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66nlDw_tT00/TsIEPolRQMI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xFj3kCviPl4/s320/IMG_3844.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Future Elder Jensen and his nieces Kairie &amp;amp; Isla:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRXqCNPRMf8/TsIEWVvIzuI/AAAAAAAAB-I/YkJgMYhTpuc/s1600/IMG_3848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRXqCNPRMf8/TsIEWVvIzuI/AAAAAAAAB-I/YkJgMYhTpuc/s320/IMG_3848.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are so proud of him and the choices he has made! We can't wait for him to go and spread the gospel and bring the joy of the LDS religion into the homes of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-9216855713961257304?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/9216855713961257304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=9216855713961257304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/9216855713961257304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/9216855713961257304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/11/ryans-mission.html' title='Ryan&apos;s Mission'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MufSiQW6MwY/TsIDCnKN_KI/AAAAAAAAB8g/tgq_rubUt0A/s72-c/IMG_3828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-1889791418300751636</id><published>2011-11-08T01:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T01:56:18.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla's 1st Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8GnBWfh6pM/TrjeuEYTmBI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/ogqcsxrjZC4/s1600/IslaFirstBirthdayInvitationFinal1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8GnBWfh6pM/TrjeuEYTmBI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/ogqcsxrjZC4/s320/IslaFirstBirthdayInvitationFinal1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dA8hjVvWvLs/TrjWUUtqamI/AAAAAAAAB4I/BV-ikKLlLk8/s1600/monthcollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dA8hjVvWvLs/TrjWUUtqamI/AAAAAAAAB4I/BV-ikKLlLk8/s400/monthcollage.jpg" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLBJR1a1q4E/TrjaWc2ZzgI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/JzWV6JL1Hx4/s1600/Fall+2011+215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLBJR1a1q4E/TrjaWc2ZzgI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/JzWV6JL1Hx4/s320/Fall+2011+215.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our baby is one! We had a fun party and all our great friends &amp;amp; family showed up to help celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MfT8wmVbu6A/TrjacNTX93I/AAAAAAAAB4g/1JA76rcMrfQ/s1600/Fall+2011+216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MfT8wmVbu6A/TrjacNTX93I/AAAAAAAAB4g/1JA76rcMrfQ/s320/Fall+2011+216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isla didn't know what was going on, and she was getting pretty mad at mommy putting on the silly lame party hat for pictures. But luckily Uncle Ryan was near to make sure it stayed on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5BuamWiyP04/Trjag4jbR0I/AAAAAAAAB4o/NV_ZfGfMLs8/s1600/Fall+2011+217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5BuamWiyP04/Trjag4jbR0I/AAAAAAAAB4o/NV_ZfGfMLs8/s320/Fall+2011+217.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PBIrPA8e2o/Trjak4nYHiI/AAAAAAAAB4w/NCuFCI0iLEQ/s1600/Fall+2011+218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PBIrPA8e2o/Trjak4nYHiI/AAAAAAAAB4w/NCuFCI0iLEQ/s320/Fall+2011+218.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cousins on Micah's side came by for their favorite baby niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ktg8jwIaj8/Trjaq3l--NI/AAAAAAAAB44/GopabcLD5TQ/s1600/Fall+2011+220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ktg8jwIaj8/Trjaq3l--NI/AAAAAAAAB44/GopabcLD5TQ/s320/Fall+2011+220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RwVx9zE1iSE/Trja480c3vI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ATmhTnYS2-E/s1600/Fall+2011+222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RwVx9zE1iSE/Trja480c3vI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ATmhTnYS2-E/s320/Fall+2011+222.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our amazing friends the Webbs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MlYdi6eOiec/Trja_eMauLI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/T5r5us7MjCA/s1600/Fall+2011+223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MlYdi6eOiec/Trja_eMauLI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/T5r5us7MjCA/s320/Fall+2011+223.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend Wade and Auntie Sara came down from Idaho for the big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqFSTnK_k0Y/TrjbFCbkKTI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ODXTI_d463s/s1600/Fall+2011+224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqFSTnK_k0Y/TrjbFCbkKTI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ODXTI_d463s/s320/Fall+2011+224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2Wb1WjZaUs/TrjbLXFI5uI/AAAAAAAAB5g/UDjuY-TrfgA/s1600/Fall+2011+225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2Wb1WjZaUs/TrjbLXFI5uI/AAAAAAAAB5g/UDjuY-TrfgA/s320/Fall+2011+225.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3XT5yCvRVik/TrjbSuVImRI/AAAAAAAAB5o/bRndK_eFjOM/s1600/Fall+2011+230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3XT5yCvRVik/TrjbSuVImRI/AAAAAAAAB5o/bRndK_eFjOM/s320/Fall+2011+230.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_vEokNAX7I/Trjbcq6j77I/AAAAAAAAB5w/Rf6hju948EU/s1600/Fall+2011+232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_vEokNAX7I/Trjbcq6j77I/AAAAAAAAB5w/Rf6hju948EU/s320/Fall+2011+232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm about the whole blowing out the candle wasn't too big on Isla's list - she just knew that Grandma Gaye had made the her favorite type of dessert: chocolate chip cookies. I came across an amazing recipe for a chocolate chip cookie cake in a Martha Stewart magazine, Janae was a champ and helped me assemble the chocolate chips - i'm so glad that it turned out great...seriously everyone loved the light airy texture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3fjPC3P7gA/TrjbwDzqVII/AAAAAAAAB6A/VKQ5c4qHN8k/s1600/Fall+2011+244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3fjPC3P7gA/TrjbwDzqVII/AAAAAAAAB6A/VKQ5c4qHN8k/s320/Fall+2011+244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKIYcWChKbc/Trjb15j5KWI/AAAAAAAAB6I/CyxVaPH_Io8/s1600/Fall+2011+247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKIYcWChKbc/Trjb15j5KWI/AAAAAAAAB6I/CyxVaPH_Io8/s320/Fall+2011+247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Boyfriend/BFF Boston was on hand to help me share my birthday cake! These two crack me up, they seriously have a love/hate relationship. But they are always besties when it comes to sharing food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LciJuvIkXCw/Trjb8oHTXPI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/S3BLmrbJMCM/s1600/Fall+2011+263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LciJuvIkXCw/Trjb8oHTXPI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/S3BLmrbJMCM/s320/Fall+2011+263.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j87msCQJlVU/TrjcDozQ5uI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/3SpZuGYo0Co/s1600/Fall+2011+264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j87msCQJlVU/TrjcDozQ5uI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/3SpZuGYo0Co/s320/Fall+2011+264.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Present time! Adele was so cute, she picked out her very own present for Isla - princess jewelery, baby feeding toys, and a blow-up balloon of an animal! Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_SnnVSa8y8/TrjcJ-lDOcI/AAAAAAAAB6g/35c1PcG97_0/s1600/Fall+2011+278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_SnnVSa8y8/TrjcJ-lDOcI/AAAAAAAAB6g/35c1PcG97_0/s320/Fall+2011+278.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sCK3HwMInxM/TrjcP3n9xLI/AAAAAAAAB6o/sXYgddZOn-w/s1600/Fall+2011+283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sCK3HwMInxM/TrjcP3n9xLI/AAAAAAAAB6o/sXYgddZOn-w/s320/Fall+2011+283.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ma9U-4bfTIQ/TrjcVo2L3pI/AAAAAAAAB6w/bLyokvdXwlo/s1600/Fall+2011+295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ma9U-4bfTIQ/TrjcVo2L3pI/AAAAAAAAB6w/bLyokvdXwlo/s320/Fall+2011+295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bestest cousin-friend Megan was willing and able to assist Isla wherever she needed to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YK6lPisXcM0/TrjcaOncMYI/AAAAAAAAB64/rf2p-wOfsyw/s1600/Fall+2011+297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YK6lPisXcM0/TrjcaOncMYI/AAAAAAAAB64/rf2p-wOfsyw/s320/Fall+2011+297.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Uncles Blake and Ryan were manning the drinking station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6McsBzvv-K4/TrjcgVcXujI/AAAAAAAAB7A/i7mV2JC1SnU/s1600/Fall+2011+302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6McsBzvv-K4/TrjcgVcXujI/AAAAAAAAB7A/i7mV2JC1SnU/s320/Fall+2011+302.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Uncle Travee and Future-Aunt Tiffany came by for some snuggles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R_SqUVzMIqQ/TrjcmspVExI/AAAAAAAAB7I/gwN6bqf2nz0/s1600/Fall+2011+305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R_SqUVzMIqQ/TrjcmspVExI/AAAAAAAAB7I/gwN6bqf2nz0/s320/Fall+2011+305.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned the Bennett's?? We are so lucky to have found some life-long friends ever since Micah and I were newlyweds, the Bennett's lived right below us in Legacy Village Apartments in Logan, and then we were both so lucky to have our babies 2 weeks apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QNmfPxhk0gw/TrjcssaUgnI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/-F-W5BZtf_I/s1600/Fall+2011+307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QNmfPxhk0gw/TrjcssaUgnI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/-F-W5BZtf_I/s320/Fall+2011+307.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and my siblings - goodness we're getting old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuNIctPCdwM/Trjcz6MmUHI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/7T8Wol1t1-o/s1600/Fall+2011+313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuNIctPCdwM/Trjcz6MmUHI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/7T8Wol1t1-o/s320/Fall+2011+313.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Family picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGz5HbYzJKM/Trjc6KkxOXI/AAAAAAAAB7g/X37TV3yAYho/s1600/Fall+2011+314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGz5HbYzJKM/Trjc6KkxOXI/AAAAAAAAB7g/X37TV3yAYho/s320/Fall+2011+314.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We just love her cheeks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5iCaJ2yNjXs/TrjdADUzAUI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_ptQ8VmHWtI/s1600/Fall+2011+315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5iCaJ2yNjXs/TrjdADUzAUI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_ptQ8VmHWtI/s320/Fall+2011+315.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Karla and Grandma Afton came to spoil Isla! This is the lady who Isla gets her middle name from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya7lNAix-20/TrjdIEwiSLI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Vl0NyznPt3o/s1600/Fall+2011+326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya7lNAix-20/TrjdIEwiSLI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Vl0NyznPt3o/s320/Fall+2011+326.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Grandma Afton who was staying away from the camera...too bad we got a quick pic in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EAcbC86n3cU/TrjdNrPkJaI/AAAAAAAAB74/IxmaTnJB7jc/s1600/Fall+2011+329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EAcbC86n3cU/TrjdNrPkJaI/AAAAAAAAB74/IxmaTnJB7jc/s320/Fall+2011+329.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How could we forget Grandpa Kenny with his two ladies: Kairie and Isla - this is where the blue eyes and fair skin come from ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7NVqvP1zJw/TrjdSHnjw4I/AAAAAAAAB8A/XpzlnurZ4-8/s1600/Fall+2011+333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7NVqvP1zJw/TrjdSHnjw4I/AAAAAAAAB8A/XpzlnurZ4-8/s320/Fall+2011+333.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CrrhQ8FjO_U/TrjdWbvRipI/AAAAAAAAB8I/dqj5BedpRBc/s1600/Fall+2011+334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CrrhQ8FjO_U/TrjdWbvRipI/AAAAAAAAB8I/dqj5BedpRBc/s320/Fall+2011+334.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are so glad Grandma Maisie posed for a picture too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UiD11ZEd_FM/TrjdtU-dUXI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/I2oqDlXbHqU/s1600/Fall+2011+310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UiD11ZEd_FM/TrjdtU-dUXI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/I2oqDlXbHqU/s320/Fall+2011+310.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe she's already so grown up, I can remember the feeling of exhaustion during those first few weeks of her life, then she would coo and wiggle as infants do and that would energize me to keep on going. She's a little person now, giggling, walking, and always asking us "What's that???" as she points at something. She's such a social and happy girl, saying "Hi." to anybody in close range, at grocery stores, in the mall, walking down the street, and if you're one of the lucky ones she'll blow you a kiss. She's still growing into her cheeks, but they are just so kissable I'll be sad when they start thinning down. She's a little miniature of her daddy and I'm just so lucky to have both of them in my life, and even when daddy is at work I can always have him around because of her blue eyes, button nose, and cupid bow lips. How we love her more and more each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dA8hjVvWvLs/TrjWUUtqamI/AAAAAAAAB4I/BV-ikKLlLk8/s1600/monthcollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-1889791418300751636?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/1889791418300751636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=1889791418300751636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1889791418300751636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1889791418300751636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-baby-is-one-we-had-fun-party-and.html' title='Isla&apos;s 1st Birthday Party'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8GnBWfh6pM/TrjeuEYTmBI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/ogqcsxrjZC4/s72-c/IslaFirstBirthdayInvitationFinal1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6910158737813470940</id><published>2011-11-07T00:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:52:53.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah State Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pbLeD7kbrSk/TreNYRGpnMI/AAAAAAAAB3o/SPyUC8t-as4/s1600/utah+state+fair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pbLeD7kbrSk/TreNYRGpnMI/AAAAAAAAB3o/SPyUC8t-as4/s640/utah+state+fair.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had the best Summer with baby Isla....so much fun that I may have neglected our blog! So much has happened, so I better start catching up. One of our favorite times was going to the Utah State Fair with our great friends the Zurns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the animals, riding ponies, corn on the cob - isla is in love with corn on the cob, it keeps her entertained for about an hour - going down the giant yellow slide, and i LOVE the tilt-a-whirl, so micah indulged me and he bought us some tickets to go on it. I pretty much giggled the whole time I was on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isla has been growing up so much and is such a big girl - more on that later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-6910158737813470940?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6910158737813470940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6910158737813470940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6910158737813470940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6910158737813470940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/11/utah-state-fair.html' title='Utah State Fair'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pbLeD7kbrSk/TreNYRGpnMI/AAAAAAAAB3o/SPyUC8t-as4/s72-c/utah+state+fair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2687529904691062402</id><published>2011-09-23T00:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T00:03:22.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Toys!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every now and then Tawni lets me get on the blog and post something fun for me. This last week was exactly that! Our anniversary was awesome we had a babysitter went and saw "The Help" laughed and cried. Ate sushi, shopped, bought little toddler tom's shoes as a gift for Isla, on our day.... Parenthood right?&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;All in all it was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today though was Guy Time! My dad and I had been planning this for a while and finally got our chance. I've been working on Grandpa's old Landcruiser for ages and finally got it running and doing great! So we got it painted. It looks unreal!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those of you who have not followed here is the progression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/IMG_20110102_200753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/IMG_20110102_200753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is me at age 3 in front of the Coyote. I learned to drive in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/SideMuffing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/SideMuffing.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is how it spent the winter, not moving much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/sidetires.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/sidetires.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Got it running but looks were a little rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/IMG_3477.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/IMG_3477.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it looks great!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/IMG_3480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/IMG_3480.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks again to my sweethear! and our cute baby! They were tons of help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/pickedup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/pickedup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/IslaDriving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/IslaDriving.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;Here is the link to my build if you want to read more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://forum.ih8mud.com/40-55-series-tech/433487-grandpas-1973-fj-40-a.html"&gt;http://forum.ih8mud.com/40-55-series-tech/433487-grandpas-1973-fj-40-a.html&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-2687529904691062402?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2687529904691062402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2687529904691062402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2687529904691062402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2687529904691062402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-boy-toys.html' title='Big Boy Toys!!!'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5662437437337834289</id><published>2011-09-15T00:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T00:51:28.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She's on the Prowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8LPQIYPismI/TnGbfUBdlkI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/WnsOCt-VzHA/s1600/walking1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8LPQIYPismI/TnGbfUBdlkI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/WnsOCt-VzHA/s640/walking1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's getting braver everyday with walking!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Stairs are no problem...well except going down, she still thinks head first is the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbIBRKAnmLU/TnGb_NYHjRI/AAAAAAAAB3g/EG6mLuZ5sEk/s1600/walking3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbIBRKAnmLU/TnGb_NYHjRI/AAAAAAAAB3g/EG6mLuZ5sEk/s640/walking3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such bittersweet times - out goes our baby, and in comes a big girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-5662437437337834289?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5662437437337834289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5662437437337834289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5662437437337834289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5662437437337834289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-prowl-shes-been-getting-braver.html' title='She&apos;s on the Prowl'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8LPQIYPismI/TnGbfUBdlkI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/WnsOCt-VzHA/s72-c/walking1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6818620264153342454</id><published>2011-09-09T11:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T23:45:07.554-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isla'/><title type='text'>11 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0NaGaruyoY/TmpB1fs16XI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/cyn3rq9PXMc/s1600/Mexico+2011+134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0NaGaruyoY/TmpB1fs16XI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/cyn3rq9PXMc/s320/Mexico+2011+134.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;11 Months Old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;22 lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;29 in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3 teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Loves: putting on her own shoes, shirts, shorts. Books. Baby Einstein. Noodles. Jabbering. Singing. Squealing. Giving kisses. High Fives. Snuggles. Standing. Walking Along the furniture. Walks. Swinging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Loves playing with her cousins:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3lUIDv2AZU/TmpCeg8dloI/AAAAAAAAB2c/7NVkFO0aAoM/s1600/islaandcousins.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3lUIDv2AZU/TmpCeg8dloI/AAAAAAAAB2c/7NVkFO0aAoM/s320/islaandcousins.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Loves her Colorado Casualty Lion Daddy brought home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MgaHk-MdKME/TmpFiqPEP5I/AAAAAAAAB2g/XS37Cr4ilbg/s1600/Mexico+2011+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MgaHk-MdKME/TmpFiqPEP5I/AAAAAAAAB2g/XS37Cr4ilbg/s320/Mexico+2011+116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have so much fun with her - she giggles at the silliest things, and is starting to venture out by herself and play for long spaces of time by herself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-6818620264153342454?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6818620264153342454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6818620264153342454&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6818620264153342454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6818620264153342454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/09/11-months-old.html' title='11 Months Old'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0NaGaruyoY/TmpB1fs16XI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/cyn3rq9PXMc/s72-c/Mexico+2011+134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-815164175150927138</id><published>2011-09-06T11:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T11:07:57.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been FOREVER since i've blogged! Have you given up on me yet?! We've been so busy this Summer and I'll attempt to try and catch up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Micah and I just got back from our week long vacation with our cousins and minus baby (that was a big step for us!) but we had a blast on the cruise, snorkeling, zip lines, and eating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVqONVIe1QQ/TmZKPoJYQII/AAAAAAAAB14/dmmY-KLAA3c/s1600/Mexico+2011+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVqONVIe1QQ/TmZKPoJYQII/AAAAAAAAB14/dmmY-KLAA3c/s320/Mexico+2011+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Cabo San Lucas with our cruise ship behind us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLp3R7CF7jI/TmZKnb93emI/AAAAAAAAB18/AZJgje98Dmk/s1600/Mexico+2011+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLp3R7CF7jI/TmZKnb93emI/AAAAAAAAB18/AZJgje98Dmk/s320/Mexico+2011+034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It got a little crazy with all the snorkelers, water taxis, and swimmers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzi92pPzXuI/TmZK-11vDqI/AAAAAAAAB2A/QGnmzTlqrO8/s1600/Mexico+2011+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzi92pPzXuI/TmZK-11vDqI/AAAAAAAAB2A/QGnmzTlqrO8/s320/Mexico+2011+061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The fun towel origami every night...i wasn't sure what this one was...a bunny??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJT0Rdgbkb0/TmZLXTvl6hI/AAAAAAAAB2E/8cdqq1TCA00/s1600/Mexico+2011+065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJT0Rdgbkb0/TmZLXTvl6hI/AAAAAAAAB2E/8cdqq1TCA00/s320/Mexico+2011+065.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Micah served in Chihuahua Mexico he trusts the street vendors! Me...not so much...so he got himself his fruit bag served with a chili seasoning and lime flavoring. I took pictures and waited for the cruise food ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piGmOjwkE8c/TmZLzT_5B3I/AAAAAAAAB2I/H08fPSJj4vE/s1600/Mexico+2011+071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piGmOjwkE8c/TmZLzT_5B3I/AAAAAAAAB2I/H08fPSJj4vE/s320/Mexico+2011+071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah loved jumping from the rock, especially the very top. Hali and I jumped from the middle part, and that was high enough for us! I'm such a wimp with heights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_d3d4b4qig/TmZMMHSXr0I/AAAAAAAAB2M/vogEV1PEUSI/s1600/Mexico+2011+083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_d3d4b4qig/TmZMMHSXr0I/AAAAAAAAB2M/vogEV1PEUSI/s320/Mexico+2011+083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of our trip was going to Puerta Vallarta and ziplining. The tour guides were so funny and upbeat. It started raining - downpour rain that soaked us - but the guides told us that it was just more fun, and he was right because it wasn't too hot and it was beautiful warm rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8EJj1E67kU/TmZM0l-FX9I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xUAIKsuTDf8/s1600/Mexico+2011+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8EJj1E67kU/TmZM0l-FX9I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xUAIKsuTDf8/s320/Mexico+2011+103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went deeeepppp into the mountains - this was our view of Puerta Vallarta and we could see our cruise ship from the top. That was an adventure in itself to get to the ziplining spot, the roads were washing away in some parts and pretty sure that all the tires weren't on the road at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RL2AWRVWJGM/TmZNNR88vWI/AAAAAAAAB2U/WOKVdka2gak/s1600/Mexico+2011+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RL2AWRVWJGM/TmZNNR88vWI/AAAAAAAAB2U/WOKVdka2gak/s320/Mexico+2011+113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back Sunday night and got to see Isla earlier than expected! We got all the snuggles we could &amp;nbsp;before her bedtime. She wasn't too sure about us at first (a week is a long time!) but finally warmed up Monday and I think it clicked in that we were missing for awhile! She turned 11 months on the first and is just growing up so fast! But I'll do a post on that later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-815164175150927138?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/815164175150927138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=815164175150927138&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/815164175150927138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/815164175150927138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-again.html' title='Back Again'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVqONVIe1QQ/TmZKPoJYQII/AAAAAAAAB14/dmmY-KLAA3c/s72-c/Mexico+2011+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4191705686225559709</id><published>2011-07-26T11:30:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T23:08:30.177-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tawni'/><title type='text'>24 Years Old</title><content type='html'>So it's been a pretty busy Summer already!! I had my 24th birthday on July 11 - and was spoiled with lots of loves from my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah's present to me was the trip to Maryland to see one of my bestest friends get married. We met July 2003 when we were both exchange students to France for our Junior year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JEYnhORXbdI/Ti8OYE036oI/AAAAAAAAB10/XVWz41yix-Q/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633737465638939266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JEYnhORXbdI/Ti8OYE036oI/AAAAAAAAB10/XVWz41yix-Q/s400/003.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She flew out here to Utah for my wedding in 2007:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Apu0KupCABI/Ti8NgUVuZLI/AAAAAAAAB1s/c9vpbjxK6uU/s1600/_MG_6070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633736507730584754" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Apu0KupCABI/Ti8NgUVuZLI/AAAAAAAAB1s/c9vpbjxK6uU/s400/_MG_6070.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got married in a beautiful bed and breakfast in Havre de Grace Maryland on July 2. It was so fun to see her and the beautiful East Coast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAlTj-2TL84/Ti8C9RCFsZI/AAAAAAAAB1k/R9ZyvipKF-4/s1600/279386_568505424639_122800900_31832674_7525655_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633724910431220114" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAlTj-2TL84/Ti8C9RCFsZI/AAAAAAAAB1k/R9ZyvipKF-4/s400/279386_568505424639_122800900_31832674_7525655_o.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 224px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the best present is my little girl Isla. She gave me extra kisses and snuggles on my birthday. But she made sure that she got some treats on my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LcT9qhYTBkE/Ti7_n9JgiaI/AAAAAAAAB1c/OzBPNKqVIoM/s1600/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633721245781494178" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LcT9qhYTBkE/Ti7_n9JgiaI/AAAAAAAAB1c/OzBPNKqVIoM/s400/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B281.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7SgRAxKix5c/Ti761q8CU6I/AAAAAAAAB1U/ycgf4JtIDl4/s1600/July%2B2011%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633715983853179810" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7SgRAxKix5c/Ti761q8CU6I/AAAAAAAAB1U/ycgf4JtIDl4/s400/July%2B2011%2B023.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow. 24 years old. That shouldn't seem older, but now that I'm a mom i feel older! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-4191705686225559709?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4191705686225559709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4191705686225559709&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4191705686225559709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4191705686225559709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/07/24-year-old.html' title='24 Years Old'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JEYnhORXbdI/Ti8OYE036oI/AAAAAAAAB10/XVWz41yix-Q/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-1972436583404726221</id><published>2011-07-19T11:19:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:02:01.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all Barbie-ians</title><content type='html'>Micah and I love to visit estate/garage sales. Sometimes just to get out of the house. We had visited 4 garage sales before we hit the "jackpot" as I called it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know most of you will appreciate our $20 find: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Sk6mvOD_Ow/TiXBEDrVfEI/AAAAAAAAB0s/J85aYZoOg90/s400/July%2B2011%2B143.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631119184547380290" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wETsPXh_3rs/TiXCAIaKWoI/AAAAAAAAB00/O2GuYmRJXJ8/s400/July%2B2011%2B144.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631120216609675906" /&gt;Oh yes it's a whole Fisher-Price kitchen set. I'm sure most of you played with these when you were little. My grandma still has her set at her house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Included in the $20 was a random Barbie box. But now that I have dived in to clean and sterilize everything, I've realized how many parts Barbie things have to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WK5tCpCEn5M/TiXCAVyJ35I/AAAAAAAAB08/Mr9pvtJ5L3M/s400/July%2B2011%2B145.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631120220199968658" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYCMf_Qnwyw/TiXDsA7MzPI/AAAAAAAAB1M/fOc_8dyziCY/s1600/July%2B2011%2B146.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: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYCMf_Qnwyw/TiXDsA7MzPI/AAAAAAAAB1M/fOc_8dyziCY/s400/July%2B2011%2B146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631122070026636530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've figured out most of the sets. But what the heck are these yellow things to?!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3p2iRJovdo/TiXDrisoc8I/AAAAAAAAB1E/MUWLth115v8/s1600/July%2B2011%2B147.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: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3p2iRJovdo/TiXDrisoc8I/AAAAAAAAB1E/MUWLth115v8/s400/July%2B2011%2B147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631122061912470466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty sure that us fellow "Barbie-ians" need a playdate to put all the pieces together. My memory isn't that great after all these years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isla is going to get tired of mommy joining in on her playdates in the future. &lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-1972436583404726221?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/1972436583404726221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=1972436583404726221&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1972436583404726221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1972436583404726221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/07/calling-all-barbie-ians.html' title='Calling all Barbie-ians'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Sk6mvOD_Ow/TiXBEDrVfEI/AAAAAAAAB0s/J85aYZoOg90/s72-c/July%2B2011%2B143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2211200065984215169</id><published>2011-07-18T15:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T17:06:16.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boating</title><content type='html'>Isla had her first boating trip with Papa Dave and Grandma Gaysie. She did great and had so much fun watching everyone!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my favorite pic of Isla this Summer. I love the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tb4rmUIOZic/TiS6ITKp7fI/AAAAAAAAB0k/inUwkwiPthI/s1600/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B389.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: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tb4rmUIOZic/TiS6ITKp7fI/AAAAAAAAB0k/inUwkwiPthI/s400/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630830085866647026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzaxsSynfS8/TiS5t0Sh8VI/AAAAAAAAB0c/cYHEisQeRMM/s1600/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B388.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: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzaxsSynfS8/TiS5t0Sh8VI/AAAAAAAAB0c/cYHEisQeRMM/s400/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630829630901580114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vskjCa7OnkY/TiStOT_voPI/AAAAAAAAB0E/ChVR0cL7v9k/s400/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B247.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815895517372658" /&gt;Here's her two teeth she has so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9W-Tw_6PX0/TiS4iG9R3ZI/AAAAAAAAB0U/fZj7_C6WO7U/s1600/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B135.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: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9W-Tw_6PX0/TiS4iG9R3ZI/AAAAAAAAB0U/fZj7_C6WO7U/s400/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630828330242661778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Micah has so much fun being a daddy. He does some of the most random things with her, such as making pirate hats and swords out of newspapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isla: "Walk the plank daddy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6gwi-m1fT0o/TiStzwFw4sI/AAAAAAAAB0M/blzzrxQ55Jw/s1600/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B186.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: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6gwi-m1fT0o/TiStzwFw4sI/AAAAAAAAB0M/blzzrxQ55Jw/s400/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630816538713973442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8786560963899173815-2211200065984215169?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2211200065984215169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2211200065984215169&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2211200065984215169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2211200065984215169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/07/boating.html' title='Boating'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tb4rmUIOZic/TiS6ITKp7fI/AAAAAAAAB0k/inUwkwiPthI/s72-c/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-232743830933795328</id><published>2011-07-14T10:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T10:57:28.036-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isla'/><title type='text'>9 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z1ti6fu8RJc/Th8a0Fqin_I/AAAAAAAABz8/B_MsdqvER28/s1600/Isla%2B9%2BMonths%2B057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z1ti6fu8RJc/Th8a0Fqin_I/AAAAAAAABz8/B_MsdqvER28/s400/Isla%2B9%2BMonths%2B057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629247541412536306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Months Old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 20.5 lbs 76%tile&lt;br /&gt;Height: 28 in 64%tile&lt;br /&gt;Head: 17.5 in 60%tile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLTkaP0VfLo/Th8aDlfK_TI/AAAAAAAABz0/kYYwZ80W_x4/s1600/Isla%2B9%2BMonths%2B030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLTkaP0VfLo/Th8aDlfK_TI/AAAAAAAABz0/kYYwZ80W_x4/s400/Isla%2B9%2BMonths%2B030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629246708141194546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've been neglecting the blog! It must be Summer because you can always find Isla in her carrier hiking around with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-a4aEVSyqY/Th8ZTDzy4fI/AAAAAAAABzs/_hzJx37lGLQ/s1600/Isla%2B9%2BMonths%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-a4aEVSyqY/Th8ZTDzy4fI/AAAAAAAABzs/_hzJx37lGLQ/s400/Isla%2B9%2BMonths%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629245874467168754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traveling up to Logan to help Grandpa Kenny with computer stuff....ok she more bangs on the keyboard and shoves it off the desk. But it's alright, because Grandpa K says it's ok, and I can do whatever I want with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6M2wO4pKb0/Th8VhDYgrdI/AAAAAAAABzk/qjq3RCvt0s4/s1600/Isla%2B9%2BMonths%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6M2wO4pKb0/Th8VhDYgrdI/AAAAAAAABzk/qjq3RCvt0s4/s400/Isla%2B9%2BMonths%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629241716824387026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is also crawling everywhere trying to keep up with BFF Boston. Pulling herself up everywhere, walking along the furniture, and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just love being around her, she is a very happy thing and still has her chunky cheeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-232743830933795328?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/232743830933795328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=232743830933795328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/232743830933795328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/232743830933795328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/07/9-months.html' title='9 Months'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z1ti6fu8RJc/Th8a0Fqin_I/AAAAAAAABz8/B_MsdqvER28/s72-c/Isla%2B9%2BMonths%2B057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5618126644568878509</id><published>2011-06-22T23:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:53:43.388-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Micah'/><title type='text'>Daddy Day 2011</title><content type='html'>Dear Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much fun with you. You save me from mommy when we've had enough of each other. You make fart noises to make me laugh - Even when mommy says it's bad manners. You will change my diapers with no complaints...well almost no complaints - those stinky ones get you! You will sing silly songs to me that make no sense, but it's fun because you usually put the word "toot" or "bum" in the songs. You will hang out with me anytime of day...or night. Thanks for keeping mommy sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all you just love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Dad's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isla&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621285701530124290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ocs2E5gcKmk/TgLRkAyvgAI/AAAAAAAABzU/ItJaw-vmhFY/s400/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xiQvFSYLIvM/TgLS-uh2SpI/AAAAAAAABzc/S6SlXLmokxk/s1600/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621287259995523730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xiQvFSYLIvM/TgLS-uh2SpI/AAAAAAAABzc/S6SlXLmokxk/s400/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9oCPKEw2vs/TgLQz8gDTVI/AAAAAAAABzM/zVs6MlDe2CU/s1600/Little%2BIsla%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621284875744267602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9oCPKEw2vs/TgLQz8gDTVI/AAAAAAAABzM/zVs6MlDe2CU/s400/Little%2BIsla%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8786560963899173815-5618126644568878509?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5618126644568878509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5618126644568878509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5618126644568878509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5618126644568878509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddy-day-2011.html' title='Daddy Day 2011'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ocs2E5gcKmk/TgLRkAyvgAI/AAAAAAAABzU/ItJaw-vmhFY/s72-c/Timpanogoes%252C%2BFather%2527s%2BDay%252C%2BBoating%2B083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-926078628265393109</id><published>2011-06-12T21:21:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T21:50:20.106-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Starting Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmhLJ0lRLhQ/TfWG_UyrcNI/AAAAAAAABzA/tYtffAcjflc/s1600/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmhLJ0lRLhQ/TfWG_UyrcNI/AAAAAAAABzA/tYtffAcjflc/s400/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617544532685713618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We are just loving the Summer. We get to hang out with our BFF Boston and eat some taco soup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h09TVu1GQwI/TfWGf_ZCsCI/AAAAAAAABy4/SLsPkjN16is/s1600/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h09TVu1GQwI/TfWGf_ZCsCI/AAAAAAAABy4/SLsPkjN16is/s400/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617543994365095970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We get to have dinner with Micah's ol' highschool gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oiz6TTyBhbc/TfWF5RuQFnI/AAAAAAAAByw/osHIr7cBo5E/s1600/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oiz6TTyBhbc/TfWF5RuQFnI/AAAAAAAAByw/osHIr7cBo5E/s400/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617543329270994546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch daddy play some softball with cousin Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHXPXFl2wO0/TfWFChNxLkI/AAAAAAAAByo/ipvRU9bv1SQ/s1600/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHXPXFl2wO0/TfWFChNxLkI/AAAAAAAAByo/ipvRU9bv1SQ/s400/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617542388536913474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64Zgnc3nthE/TfWEXMVvT7I/AAAAAAAAByg/neNAVZgLf00/s1600/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64Zgnc3nthE/TfWEXMVvT7I/AAAAAAAAByg/neNAVZgLf00/s400/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617541644198825906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqvN-a80x7c/TfWDXi4jeKI/AAAAAAAAByY/_U5XorGe25k/s1600/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqvN-a80x7c/TfWDXi4jeKI/AAAAAAAAByY/_U5XorGe25k/s400/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617540550738802850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are seriously soaking up some Vitamin D lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-926078628265393109?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/926078628265393109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=926078628265393109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/926078628265393109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/926078628265393109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/06/starting-summer.html' title='Starting Summer'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmhLJ0lRLhQ/TfWG_UyrcNI/AAAAAAAABzA/tYtffAcjflc/s72-c/sports%2Band%2Bisla%2Bsleeping%2B2011%2B027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-85174834046470843</id><published>2011-06-08T21:09:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T22:09:51.062-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Camping Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8e22rSDh6tc/TfBBFQ2HbLI/AAAAAAAAByQ/jFYTLuevk4Y/s1600/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8e22rSDh6tc/TfBBFQ2HbLI/AAAAAAAAByQ/jFYTLuevk4Y/s400/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616060294008106162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TUb_7z1fD2s/TfBANpv121I/AAAAAAAAByI/dUv2h2odEuU/s1600/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TUb_7z1fD2s/TfBANpv121I/AAAAAAAAByI/dUv2h2odEuU/s400/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616059338620001106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We know camping isn't for everyone - but we love it! Imagine no cell phone interruptions, no internet to tempt you to surf, no tv to watch. Just plain ol board games and real conversations with family and friends to keep us entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heynGNn3sZE/TfA_ps2lxxI/AAAAAAAAByA/vylwK-Cm40E/s1600/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heynGNn3sZE/TfA_ps2lxxI/AAAAAAAAByA/vylwK-Cm40E/s400/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616058720978323218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b9mPA-q5Yro/TfA9i-s0-5I/AAAAAAAABx4/Dhpxtnrq7Bg/s1600/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b9mPA-q5Yro/TfA9i-s0-5I/AAAAAAAABx4/Dhpxtnrq7Bg/s400/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616056406486875026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uUASBzAxj2M/TfA7KzD2BsI/AAAAAAAABxw/90YzqbKhmZY/s1600/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uUASBzAxj2M/TfA7KzD2BsI/AAAAAAAABxw/90YzqbKhmZY/s400/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616053792022070978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so beautiful every day - I love waking up to a beautiful view everyday like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPvl6lpCBCQ/TfA50kP5dAI/AAAAAAAABxo/1Eqs5fj35kI/s1600/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPvl6lpCBCQ/TfA50kP5dAI/AAAAAAAABxo/1Eqs5fj35kI/s400/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616052310577345538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved my childhood. I grew up as a "tomboy" I ran around the mountainside shooting birds and chipmunks with pellet guns. I can ride dirt bikes, snowmobiles, and four wheelers. I can stay up in the mountains and have as much fun as a week at a beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the one place I can go makeup free and not feel ugly. The preferred look is a dirt mustache from all the dust while you are on the four wheelers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I love showers and getting all dressed up. But when I can keep with my husband and explore trails it makes me feel young again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one thing I don't do is tent camping. We are fifth-wheel campers with a bathroom and water to keep us "semi-clean", generator to watch a dvd at night, and keep the a/c going if it's 100 degrees. And a mattress to sleep on at night. Hmmmm...now that I think about it maybe we aren't really "campers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is Isla will be growing up camping - so I hope she'll love it as much as I did. And good thing I married a man that loves loves LOVES to be up in the mountains. In fact I think he would be a mountain man if I would let him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I forget to mention S'MORES?? They'll be the death of me. Yummmmmmy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-85174834046470843?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/85174834046470843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=85174834046470843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/85174834046470843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/85174834046470843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/06/camping-fun.html' title='Camping Fun'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8e22rSDh6tc/TfBBFQ2HbLI/AAAAAAAAByQ/jFYTLuevk4Y/s72-c/camping%2Bjune%2B2011%2B049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6119049240491674168</id><published>2011-06-02T11:08:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T13:36:41.777-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isla'/><title type='text'>8 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jGNLzOgRzo/TefiCm7ouzI/AAAAAAAABxI/iDgB0YIbXuI/s1600/May%2B2011%2B088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613703994978908978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jGNLzOgRzo/TefiCm7ouzI/AAAAAAAABxI/iDgB0YIbXuI/s400/May%2B2011%2B088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 8 Months Old &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has 2 teeth that appeared this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She crawled for the first time on Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She pulls herself up on mommy all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's the best thing that we get to wake up to everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of her BFF's is Boston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boston just finished his ritz cracker and crawled on over to Isla to see if he could butter her up to give him hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isla: "Oh, hey Boston. Do you want THIS cracker?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613702071253558914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIu_P0veLBI/TefgSofxZoI/AAAAAAAABw4/BFQeeBF8Imk/s400/May%2B2011%2B063.JPG" /&gt;"Ok, I'll feed it to you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGSRn10H-l8/Tefg-W_2OiI/AAAAAAAABxA/cgPv_VWczIk/s1600/May%2B2011%2B061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613702822470498850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGSRn10H-l8/Tefg-W_2OiI/AAAAAAAABxA/cgPv_VWczIk/s400/May%2B2011%2B061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boston: "Ugh. That was hard work trying to get a bite of a cracker. I'll roll on over and get a drink from my sippy cup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_hctUjblDI/Teffj7M7hZI/AAAAAAAABww/7DEsIRUlZXY/s1600/May%2B2011%2B075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613701268820952466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_hctUjblDI/Teffj7M7hZI/AAAAAAAABww/7DEsIRUlZXY/s400/May%2B2011%2B075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isla is loving her friends - but sometimes she has to warm up to them. For some reason she gets really upset that someone is in her territory. Then she gets over it and decides she can relax and play. &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;I think she knows that she's loved:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZ1QmCgch-U/Tefemmq-NnI/AAAAAAAABwo/itm4mNUmUFE/s1600/May%2B2011%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613700215337793138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZ1QmCgch-U/Tefemmq-NnI/AAAAAAAABwo/itm4mNUmUFE/s400/May%2B2011%2B029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves seeing herself in the oven. She even gives herself kisses:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-442E4zxQM6M/TefeAZ3d2WI/AAAAAAAABwg/nuXbYCf889Q/s1600/May%2B2011%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613699559065508194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-442E4zxQM6M/TefeAZ3d2WI/AAAAAAAABwg/nuXbYCf889Q/s400/May%2B2011%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naptimes are getting a little rougher. She realizes that she can sit up and pull herself up. Or stick her feet through the crib and wiggle them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igjzXbZ--Gk/TefE4IKvq9I/AAAAAAAABwY/KuZKoCBkGXU/s1600/May%2B2011%2B038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613671929084881874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igjzXbZ--Gk/TefE4IKvq9I/AAAAAAAABwY/KuZKoCBkGXU/s400/May%2B2011%2B038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8786560963899173815-6119049240491674168?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6119049240491674168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6119049240491674168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6119049240491674168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6119049240491674168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/06/8-months-old.html' title='8 Months Old!'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jGNLzOgRzo/TefiCm7ouzI/AAAAAAAABxI/iDgB0YIbXuI/s72-c/May%2B2011%2B088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-1211155382366063129</id><published>2011-05-31T11:26:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T12:02:45.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>We took Isla on her first camping trip - it was so fun we're exhausted! My dad surprised us all by purchasing some four-wheelers and a dirt bike and we headed up to Hardware Ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the way to the very top, we ran into a problem: A huge mudpit. The back left wheel sank up to the frame, and the boys started digging....and digging....and digging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided that they could hook the blue truck to my dad's truck, and pull it out. That just started the adventure! Poor trucks though- you can see that the black truck now has a dent in it from the fifth-wheel in the picture below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612933773294404690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBFyoTGtRqg/TeUlhzkBhFI/AAAAAAAABv4/zO-ErHnRwJc/s400/camping%2B1.jpg" /&gt;And while getting firewood the blue truck now needs a new back window. The log bounced and shattered the whole thing. Ugh. Camping is expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isla and I sat in the truck playing and keeping warm - I felt so bad because I wasn't much help to the guys digging out the trailer. I guess I kept baby quiet and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612933951046609282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xQeATPuSpUM/TeUlsJvc6YI/AAAAAAAABwA/UB5P2nvD4yI/s400/cam%255Bing%2B2.jpg" /&gt;We set up base camp and started four wheeling through the mud puddles and snow - yep there was still quite a bit of snow up there. But that just added to the fun. The boys always came back drenched in mud. They couldn't of been happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612934102425206386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQrLql8dl7k/TeUl09q6_nI/AAAAAAAABwI/iKxmuquys5E/s400/camping%2B4.jpg" /&gt;Isla was the cleanest baby up there in the mountains - i boiled some water and we had bathtime in some tupperware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CtHITnFRH4/TeUl735rj8I/AAAAAAAABwQ/ifbM1Znnx-g/s1600/camping%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612934221135581122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CtHITnFRH4/TeUl735rj8I/AAAAAAAABwQ/ifbM1Znnx-g/s400/camping%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved watching the fire, having all the attention on her, and she enjoyed her first four wheeling ride. She'll be a happy toddler running around in the mud next year when we camp. For now she just stays in the trailer being warm...and picking up mud and dirt to eat. Yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-1211155382366063129?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/1211155382366063129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=1211155382366063129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1211155382366063129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1211155382366063129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/05/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBFyoTGtRqg/TeUlhzkBhFI/AAAAAAAABv4/zO-ErHnRwJc/s72-c/camping%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6672987088013610744</id><published>2011-05-16T16:04:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T16:38:47.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother's Day 2011</title><content type='html'>I hope all you momma's got spoiled last Sunday! Micah and Isla did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to add 4 children to our family the past week (the reason for my absence):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607439632691329954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4VNP7QfgocE/TdGgou4De6I/AAAAAAAABvQ/4UsI1GF8_tU/s400/our5kids.jpg" /&gt;I am for sure now that 5 children are not in our future ;) ha ha. Goodness gracious! That was one crazy week. Our "children" were 8, 7, 5, 3, and 7 months. My schedule was packed with naps, food, soccer, baseball, dance, piano lessons, and the dreaded laundry and cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained a new appreciation for my momma's with kids close in age ;) But micah made sure to spoil me yesterday with some brunch and pink gerber daisies for my week of hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I GOT A NEW WASHER AND DRYER!!!! I never thought I would ask for appliances, but man-oh-man I wanted a set reallllllyyyy bad. So Micah obliged and I couldn't be more happier doing laundry...well atleast for the next 2 months or so ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607439901459832626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ht0G08c_z3w/TdGg4YHdXzI/AAAAAAAABvg/8VunZBYHGFk/s400/washer.jpg" /&gt;My brothers Ryan and Travis came down for a night out to the movie THOR! New celebrity crush of Chris Hemsworth.It was a really loud guy movie, but I'd watch it again ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My brothers decided they had to dress-up. Isla isn't sure of these two uncles sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607439762653990434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JABEX2dku1I/TdGgwTBkTiI/AAAAAAAABvY/9thl1V290V4/s400/thor.jpg" /&gt;And Isla decided to start getting up on all fours and wiggle her way to ALMOST crawling ;) insert bittersweet tears here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just been amazing lately. She's in that mood of always wanting to observe, learn, and touch. She get's so frustrated that her legs and hands are moving fast enough to crawl all over. But she'll practice so hard, then hurry and roll on over to what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hAQiU2ILo1c/TdGhKY3U2vI/AAAAAAAABvw/jqZ-53RiXRw/s1600/ourbabygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607440210898246386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hAQiU2ILo1c/TdGhKY3U2vI/AAAAAAAABvw/jqZ-53RiXRw/s400/ourbabygirl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JsmvrgTM_Dg/TdGhBzGltYI/AAAAAAAABvo/nN0zvq9oaC0/s1600/pushups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607440063322764674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JsmvrgTM_Dg/TdGhBzGltYI/AAAAAAAABvo/nN0zvq9oaC0/s400/pushups.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I seriously just want to squeeze her and kiss her all day long lately. She's just growing so much, and before you know it she'll be running around playing with friends {leaving mommy in the dust}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just observe all your kiddos on "blogworld" and see how fast they've grown - and I just want to stop time and enjoy every little growing moment of Isla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anywho, happy momma's day to all the momma's in my life, hope you had a great one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-6672987088013610744?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6672987088013610744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6672987088013610744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6672987088013610744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6672987088013610744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-mothers-day-2011.html' title='My Mother&apos;s Day 2011'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4VNP7QfgocE/TdGgou4De6I/AAAAAAAABvQ/4UsI1GF8_tU/s72-c/our5kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-686176809858223547</id><published>2011-05-06T13:26:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T14:37:51.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Official</title><content type='html'>She's officially caught up on all her immunizations - 4 shots total this time :( She couldn't get enough air into her lungs to scream out fast enough! Poor babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603687970327703106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Prl67_8m2Ys/TcRMhPeDLkI/AAAAAAAABuo/-a7ro0qKWs0/s400/isla%2Bshots%2Band%2Bnavajo%2Bnations%2B002.JPG" /&gt;And she's officially an enrolled member of the Navajo Nation! Most people are surprised that American Indians actually have a paper that states they are 4/4 degree, 1/2 degree, or 1/4 degree Indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the longest processes to get enrolled, because they of course have to check back into my ancestry, and receive her original birth certificate, and make sure that she is legite ;) But then again, she does have blue eyes, light brown/blonde hair, and a button nose...nothing at all like a Navajo Indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after 4 months we finally received her official paper! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603692411341350114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fdulEB5xfJs/TcRQjviNpOI/AAAAAAAABu4/ct1ozJ4rTXM/s400/isla%2Bshots%2Band%2Bnavajo%2Bnations%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqHhVHfQpw8/TcRUTZm4edI/AAAAAAAABvI/7Kbk_s-x9jY/s1600/isla%2Bshots%2Band%2Bnavajo%2Bnations%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603696528623958482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqHhVHfQpw8/TcRUTZm4edI/AAAAAAAABvI/7Kbk_s-x9jY/s400/isla%2Bshots%2Band%2Bnavajo%2Bnations%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine is the left paper, yep I'm 1/2 degree Navajo (surprised?? the freckles and light skin must have thrown you off!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the paperwork stops with Isla. Her children won't have a paper - unless she marries a Navajo Indian- because they stop at 1/4 degree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But with this paper she is eligible for VFC (Vaccines for Children), and her higher education is going to be paid for. There is a lot more that is available but mostly to those who live on the reservations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told Isla that she was officially "Caucasian" and "Navajo". But she was more interested in eating the paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-686176809858223547?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/686176809858223547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=686176809858223547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/686176809858223547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/686176809858223547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/05/shes-official.html' title='She&apos;s Official'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Prl67_8m2Ys/TcRMhPeDLkI/AAAAAAAABuo/-a7ro0qKWs0/s72-c/isla%2Bshots%2Band%2Bnavajo%2Bnations%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2990405628059957745</id><published>2011-05-03T12:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T13:02:26.883-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isla'/><title type='text'>7 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zGdp3r3HYs/TcBPPUkfIRI/AAAAAAAABug/wl6GJIsHXm8/s1600/IslaEasterOutfits020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602565061087273234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zGdp3r3HYs/TcBPPUkfIRI/AAAAAAAABug/wl6GJIsHXm8/s400/IslaEasterOutfits020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7 Months Old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight: 18.75 lbs (81%tile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height: 27 in (73%tile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head Circumference: 17 in (55%tile) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's doing great, and is a healthy little girl! She wears 9-12 month clothing, is not a picky eater, has a little scrunch in her nose when she smiles, cheeks so big I can gobble them every morning, jabbers wherever we go, and squeals with delight and excitement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's on the move too! She rolls all over, is scrunching up like a little worm to try and crawl, tries her hardest to sit up all by herself, but those abs still need a little more work ;) Gone are the snuggle days. She's a squirmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602564634119826690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z6y7awFWKgw/TcBO2d_g7QI/AAAAAAAABuQ/iF0hvYRfgE4/s400/IslaEasterOutfits018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol3gRD1p4JI/TcBO9V6-gCI/AAAAAAAABuY/irWW019d55c/s1600/IslaEasterOutfits017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602564752212394018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol3gRD1p4JI/TcBO9V6-gCI/AAAAAAAABuY/irWW019d55c/s400/IslaEasterOutfits017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-2990405628059957745?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2990405628059957745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2990405628059957745&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2990405628059957745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2990405628059957745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/05/7-months.html' title='7 Months'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zGdp3r3HYs/TcBPPUkfIRI/AAAAAAAABug/wl6GJIsHXm8/s72-c/IslaEasterOutfits020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6442731930199538364</id><published>2011-04-25T14:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T20:25:10.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWl1aQPMYv8/TbXUdjzLm8I/AAAAAAAABuA/ghyxY2yr40w/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599615315996285890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWl1aQPMYv8/TbXUdjzLm8I/AAAAAAAABuA/ghyxY2yr40w/s400/Easter%2B2011%2B125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*me and my grandpa jensen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raymond Dorian Jensen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 24, 1934 -June 26, 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He was born very premature. The doctor didn't even put a birthweight on the birth certificate, told Great Grandma Lucille that "He wasn't more than a bar of soap after a hard days' work." He was too little for diapers, so she wrapped him up in cotton and put him on the oven door to stay warm. "It's a wonder he ever made it." Great Grandma Lucille would always say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He grew up with an outhouse, a coal stove, an not much toys. "It's not like today with those them Lego's and Barbies." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't get baptized until he was almost 9. His Grandma Jensen and him took the UIC electric car and went to the Logan temple and got baptized in the pretty font that had the golden ox around it. Not long after that they started baptisms in the wards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He served in the Korean War . He met his wife, Afton Johnson, at a dance in 1957. Three dates later they eloped. Grandma Afton's mom said it would never last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They had eight children - Kenneth (my daddyo), Karla, Vernetta, Stephen, Ron, Dorian, Katrina and Jennifer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He had gone two rounds with chemo. But decided in June 2006 that he was tired and wanted to go home with his wife. He passed away holding my Grandma's hand and all his children standing around him. It was bittersweet for all of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I always watch a video my Aunt Jen had made with my Grandma Raymond about a year before he passed away from Malignant Melanoma (skin cancer). It's surreal to watch him because it seems like he hasn't gone anywhere. Still in his overalls, sitting in his seat, and saying "Hey Tawns. How ya' doing?" whenever I walked in the front room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Micah never got to meet him. But loves whenever someone talks about him - especially my Grandma Afton. She's still healthy as a horse and loves every year when her birthday comes around because she's that much closer to being with Raymond again. She welcomes every age spot, wrinkle, backpain, and forgetfullness. They loved each other very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a special Easter because we got to remember what a great guy my Grandpa Raymond was - and how much love is in that family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-6442731930199538364?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6442731930199538364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6442731930199538364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6442731930199538364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6442731930199538364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-grandpa.html' title='My Grandpa'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWl1aQPMYv8/TbXUdjzLm8I/AAAAAAAABuA/ghyxY2yr40w/s72-c/Easter%2B2011%2B125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6402963564926504580</id><published>2011-04-21T21:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:28:27.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jowls?</title><content type='html'>Catching up with blog posts! It's been a crazy few weeks (as always) we've had something to do every night. A few highlights have been when my niece Megan came to babysit for us while we went to The Roof with Micah's parents - which on a side note, they just left for a THREE WEEK vacation to Europe. I miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a fun indoor swim park - Isla is still in swim lessons and is loving them. She was so funny today - she was making this weird growling noise the whole time, even when I dunked her under the water she would come out making the sound. Weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves waterslides too. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598240234223979730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6kZYXgo0ug/TbDx1RA4TNI/AAAAAAAABto/biT23izxMkw/s400/swimmegan.bmp" /&gt;We're loving dress up time. I almost feel bad when she spits up, or spills on an outfit....ok maybe not. She loves her sunglasses too - she keeps them on for a whole 10 minutes...before she figures that they are impeding her vision and rips them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598240050060435954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FoxGYkU2EvY/TbDxqi83ofI/AAAAAAAABtg/ZBtRay9R_lk/s400/sunglasses.jpg" /&gt;We went to dinner with our neighbors/cousins last night. After we had about 2 people comment on her chunky chunky cheeks within 5 minutes Hali turned to us and said "They're like jowls. A cute little bulldog." We were laughing so hard. Because it's so true. She'll grow into them **crossing my fingers ;)**&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598240372535712898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bleZQJFQRvs/TbDx9UQ93II/AAAAAAAABtw/P2W2k-9XDUU/s400/nike.bmp" /&gt;And because this has turned into a Isla Blog here's a pic of my babers and I. He's been spoiling me with taking Daddy Daugher dates and leaving mommy to zone out. Don't you just love when they do this?!? I never take sitting on the couch and staring at the tv for 30+ minutes uninterrupted. Now that I think about it, I can't even remember what I watched- my brain literally turned off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXTuT05DNno/TbDyyaIks-I/AAAAAAAABt4/y8fVQwj9yqo/s1600/Keys%2Bon%2BMain%2B09%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598241284644189154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXTuT05DNno/TbDyyaIks-I/AAAAAAAABt4/y8fVQwj9yqo/s400/Keys%2Bon%2BMain%2B09%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're headed up to Logan this weekend for Easter, hope everyone has a great holiday and drives safely!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-6402963564926504580?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6402963564926504580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6402963564926504580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6402963564926504580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6402963564926504580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/04/jowls.html' title='Jowls?'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6kZYXgo0ug/TbDx1RA4TNI/AAAAAAAABto/biT23izxMkw/s72-c/swimmegan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5847128509057430308</id><published>2011-04-18T23:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:13:34.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day for Guy Stuff</title><content type='html'>So I thought I'd post some of the pictures and Carnage that was had.  My dad and I met up with the Wasatch Cruiser Club out at Miller Motorsports Parkway. All the way in Tooele. I was completely unaware of all that they have out at the park. It was Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with the Coyote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pops getting Ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF6005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gang Gets Going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF6006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF6007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF6009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got a little tricky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF6010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF6011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF6012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF6012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6013.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF6014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/DSCF6014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a casualty though. Troy's Lexus had some really good runs, but then there was a pop and grinding. This is what had happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Carnage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/Carnage.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever seen the inside of a Birf that is not happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=carnage3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/carnage3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing there was an overabundance of knowledge on hand. My dad and I were no help so we sat on our ammo can seats and ate lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Carnage2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/Carnage2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for setting this up and coming we had a blast. Dave's Cruiser makes me Jealous. The Tacos flew. Jason I hope to get me a 4runner like yours. Scott's clean 40 is inspiring. I know I can get my looking like that soon. Good luck with the new motor. Next week I'll start installing my stereo with the Drain Plug speaker boxes. Scott showed me how his rig was set up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FJStereo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/th_FJStereo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FJSpeakerSide.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/th_FJSpeakerSide.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FJspeaker.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/th_FJspeaker.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These look great, they are pretty much waterproof, and I'll get tunes, my Ipod will play with it, and the stereo and setup are under $100 for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to meet the club members finally! I appreciate the smiles, teaching, advise, and good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I also met up with a ton of Rugby buds and went to Wendover for Mike Ferrell's Bachelor Party!!!!!! Rarely do I pass through Tooele twice in one day, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome, some won (Dave) some lost (Me) but all had a great time saying congrats to an amazing guy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Brooke is lucky to have him, and He's lucky to have her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Wendover.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1130.photobucket.com/albums/m536/micahplatt/Wendover.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Like I said to my money Saturday night. Goodbye!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-5847128509057430308?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5847128509057430308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5847128509057430308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5847128509057430308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5847128509057430308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-for-guy-stuff.html' title='A Day for Guy Stuff'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-3590055055328478136</id><published>2011-04-13T16:06:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T17:03:24.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla's Evolution of Sitting</title><content type='html'>Is our baby really 6 1/2 months already?? I can just remember propping her up everywhere. Boppy's and blankets were great. But now she hasn't fallen over/back for the last 5 days, so we are comfortable in saying she's a pro at sitting ;) But I can just remember when we were at target when she was 4 months old and she was doing "almost sitting" &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595200295124238642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKEYDZ08wZU/TaYlBhYKgTI/AAAAAAAABsw/xiV5EjqLnxQ/s400/Tawni%2BPhone%2B417.jpg" /&gt;Or when we would do endless practicing of holding her hands and making her abs work out: &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595200053691934098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OXaBU5o6Gaw/TaYkzd-N5ZI/AAAAAAAABso/Jv0mczpU36M/s400/Tawni%2BPhone%2B372.jpg" /&gt;But then when she was a week away from 6 months old she just started sitting by herself. I remember when Janae said they will flop all over the place and then all of a sudden in a matter of 2 weeks they would be sitting up all by themselves. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595194026744064530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAErHPGfBAk/TaYfUp13qhI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Kl0Y3U5HlnQ/s400/March%2B2011%2B077.JPG" /&gt;And now our little girl is becoming stronger by the day and wants to be left by herself to explore and play. Yes I rhymed. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595203420900224978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VlMoQBWOymw/TaYn3dzO79I/AAAAAAAABs4/-G68rNJc-fw/s400/Platt%2BApril%2B2011%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595204428037220994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5GzaRUjX40/TaYoyFrZ6oI/AAAAAAAABtA/sM3SyGY2nmU/s400/Platt%2BApril%2B2011%2B025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595195065747608770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1j-t0jrLgc/TaYgRIbnlMI/AAAAAAAABsY/MLMwEMkDktE/s400/Isla%2B6%2Bmonths%2B022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gw2W64oaTB8/TaYpcF87wEI/AAAAAAAABtI/Fhltibfc_c0/s1600/Platt%2BApril%2B2011%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595205149665247298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gw2W64oaTB8/TaYpcF87wEI/AAAAAAAABtI/Fhltibfc_c0/s400/Platt%2BApril%2B2011%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just love her and hope we can remember these days when she's just sitting around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-3590055055328478136?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/3590055055328478136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=3590055055328478136&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3590055055328478136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3590055055328478136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/04/islas-evolution-of-sitting.html' title='Isla&apos;s Evolution of Sitting'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKEYDZ08wZU/TaYlBhYKgTI/AAAAAAAABsw/xiV5EjqLnxQ/s72-c/Tawni%2BPhone%2B417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5711049224246121999</id><published>2011-04-07T23:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:35:46.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures 2011</title><content type='html'>We finally went to go and get some family photos done! We decided to try out &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.fotofly.com"&gt;FotoFly&lt;/a&gt; located in Draper. Isla was cracking us up - we got one photo of her semi-smiling. She wasn't crying, she wasn't fussy, she was just wondering what was going on, and who was the man making all the funny noises with the big black thing in front of his face doing... &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.fotofly.com"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593464234171258482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NBMaibh1wkg/TZ_6FeWhVnI/AAAAAAAABsI/Hk9qmaYt-DM/s400/platt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IWCEClNprE/TZ_535QHNII/AAAAAAAABsA/Ri0q9PX6LnE/s1600/chunkalicious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593464000873968770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IWCEClNprE/TZ_535QHNII/AAAAAAAABsA/Ri0q9PX6LnE/s400/chunkalicious.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tChpZvAglH8/TZ_5vKJZmTI/AAAAAAAABr4/GbM_uSnnKjo/s1600/platt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593463850790394162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tChpZvAglH8/TZ_5vKJZmTI/AAAAAAAABr4/GbM_uSnnKjo/s400/platt4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sNirzcGR43c/TZ_5lyAIHsI/AAAAAAAABrw/DsuC6YBNurA/s1600/platt6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593463689690226370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sNirzcGR43c/TZ_5lyAIHsI/AAAAAAAABrw/DsuC6YBNurA/s400/platt6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKtYFPDRJDc/TZ_5ctSB0II/AAAAAAAABro/bnzK8qOcWzA/s1600/platt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593463533804310658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKtYFPDRJDc/TZ_5ctSB0II/AAAAAAAABro/bnzK8qOcWzA/s400/platt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See what I mean? We pretty much could have just photoshopped her face and put it in all the photos ;) But now onto the family photos and I need your help deciding which is the favorite:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SKPBgTRoyPs/TZ_5Ry04lBI/AAAAAAAABrg/JsVs2NPKT9A/s1600/plattfav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593463346314122258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SKPBgTRoyPs/TZ_5Ry04lBI/AAAAAAAABrg/JsVs2NPKT9A/s400/plattfav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; #2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alUIXFw_uyk/TZ_5HIIhXUI/AAAAAAAABrY/P_Xc0ZPsMuQ/s1600/plattfav2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593463163055070530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alUIXFw_uyk/TZ_5HIIhXUI/AAAAAAAABrY/P_Xc0ZPsMuQ/s400/plattfav2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; #3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlejmiIm9A4/TZ_48Z6nz1I/AAAAAAAABrQ/rTSQT_j4F48/s1600/platt11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593462978850049874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlejmiIm9A4/TZ_48Z6nz1I/AAAAAAAABrQ/rTSQT_j4F48/s400/platt11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-wx44DtMok/TZ_40XF2hHI/AAAAAAAABrI/JyVVcGyKn-c/s1600/platt8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593462840652891250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-wx44DtMok/TZ_40XF2hHI/AAAAAAAABrI/JyVVcGyKn-c/s400/platt8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; #5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRptRxbEA-g/TZ_4senEplI/AAAAAAAABrA/d5x6n-_68-Q/s1600/platt9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593462705232324178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRptRxbEA-g/TZ_4senEplI/AAAAAAAABrA/d5x6n-_68-Q/s400/platt9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8786560963899173815-5711049224246121999?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5711049224246121999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5711049224246121999&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5711049224246121999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5711049224246121999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/04/family-pictures-2011.html' title='Family Pictures 2011'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NBMaibh1wkg/TZ_6FeWhVnI/AAAAAAAABsI/Hk9qmaYt-DM/s72-c/platt2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-7084415444072890410</id><published>2011-04-04T10:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:11:03.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our sweet little girl has been getting up early early in the mornings for the past two weeks. Micah and I are now geting a little "tired" of this routine. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;She goes to bed at 9 with the same routine - bath, cuddles, bottle, bed - then wakes up between 4:30am-5:30am playing and jabbering. We do the regular thing - we come in quietly, don't turn the lights on, change her diaper, we don't pick her up, turn on the mobile, and hope that she'll go back to bed. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;But then every hour until 7:30am she'll just wake up. Never screaming or crying just awake and ready to go for the early morning. I've read some websites, a few books, but now I'll turn to my best resource - other mommas! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you had this problem what did you do? Do they grow out of this? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll go and catch a morning nap and wait for your responses...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. my blog is doing the annoying thing of grouping all my paragraphs into one, and i can only think of bulleting them at this point, sorry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-7084415444072890410?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/7084415444072890410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=7084415444072890410&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7084415444072890410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7084415444072890410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/04/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-7398793988369133355</id><published>2011-04-01T14:14:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T21:33:04.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590711662147721426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Utumn2dIDTc/TZYyosfy2NI/AAAAAAAABqI/AOaxD37Ucrs/s400/Isla%2B6%2Bmonths%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590712256370130578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JKrPzo6tiGY/TZYzLSJdPpI/AAAAAAAABqQ/wAZb3VJO1es/s400/Isla%2B6%2Bmonths%2B030.JPG" /&gt;She's 6 months already! She started sitting up all by herself this past week in a half, waking up halfway through the night (always playing and talking) drooling, chewing, and everything that comes along with teething. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;She loves her jumperoo, exersaucer, unfolding all my laundry, smiling when the camera is out, screaming at me when she gets upset, and chewing on my hair when I hold her. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We couldn't of asked for anything more. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dug out a picture of Micah and I when we were little ones - Granted we'll all agree she is a spitting image of Micah - but when i tell someone she does look a little like me when I was a baby they aren't too sure. So here is some proof!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Micah David Richard Platt: &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590714281700710594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ej1o9mZQQ3Q/TZY1BLF5WMI/AAAAAAAABqY/rA_7xx-pkKU/s400/IMG_1140.JPG" /&gt;Tawni Afton Jensen&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dG7Xhua8J3w/TZY3clAeZBI/AAAAAAAABqo/Ic4a918UMOw/s1600/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590716951537017874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dG7Xhua8J3w/TZY3clAeZBI/AAAAAAAABqo/Ic4a918UMOw/s400/IMG_1143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The eye shape and cheeks matches ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-7398793988369133355?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/7398793988369133355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=7398793988369133355&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7398793988369133355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7398793988369133355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/04/6-months.html' title='6 Months'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Utumn2dIDTc/TZYyosfy2NI/AAAAAAAABqI/AOaxD37Ucrs/s72-c/Isla%2B6%2Bmonths%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2013594795620118363</id><published>2011-03-28T19:13:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T20:25:29.944-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Long Lost Photos</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to post these photos...but you know how it goes, I got busy then I just forgot...So better late than never! This is the day I went into the hospital, my last prego pic. Seems so long ago... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589314475187117522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lD2NvjSw1GE/TZE75td6HdI/AAAAAAAABqA/87onS7Q_1Uw/s400/PIC_0090.JPG" /&gt;Ugh. For most of the labor pics I was smiling - the ones where you know the hubby has the camera out, so you stop and shoot him a quick smile - but the other majority of the time is spent trying to "relax" through the contractions pretty sure I was thinking "alright tawni you can do this. here we go. oh geesh i'm going to be having a baby. ok ok focus...1,2,3,4,5, ugghhhhh" &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589312206736890178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dq8nwCKQ434/TZE51q1OmUI/AAAAAAAABpw/S3Ab_dT1gAo/s400/Isla%2BHospital%2B001.JPG" /&gt;Here's our Halloween photo. Isla was a very masculine football. Basically it was cheap and it was a very warm bunting. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589308532203068610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uTB4OYInzV8/TZE2fyIGHMI/AAAAAAAABpg/gYxVM8N2Xlo/s400/PIC_0177.JPG" /&gt;Here's my BFF from &lt;del&gt;college&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;highschool&lt;/del&gt; 8th grade -Shaughnessy and her baby boy Ryon. They met us up at the HYPER field while Micah was playing an alumni Lacrosse game. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589307849873940114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PUPZYlm80n4/TZE14EQJ3pI/AAAAAAAABpY/0dGheQp_RFM/s400/PIC_0128.JPG" /&gt;Ryon gave her some lovin' &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589306865021990914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CXgkjZj9lUA/TZE0-vZJuAI/AAAAAAAABpQ/5GP3H6uTn0A/s400/PIC_0131.JPG" /&gt;Her cousin Kairie and Grandma Maisie giving Isla some kisses. Too cute ;) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589304584221009922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zI91ahKPOYY/TZEy5-v0qAI/AAAAAAAABpA/_gsIFmqcFoc/s400/Isla%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B183.JPG" /&gt;Micah's family got together for Mother's Day (now I can be in the mommy pic!!) Here's all the girls - minus Micah's other sister Brittany - I just love my in-laws. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589314019280371602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tsWQUmFP7Iw/TZE7fLFRP5I/AAAAAAAABp4/HyWlI1WhOWA/s400/IMG_0728.JPG" /&gt; Hopefully I can start organizing and backing up our other pictures. Since Isla was born I feel overwhelmed with how many pictures there are! How do you guys keep your photographs organized?? &lt;/del&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-2013594795620118363?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2013594795620118363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2013594795620118363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2013594795620118363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2013594795620118363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-lost-photos.html' title='Long Lost Photos'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lD2NvjSw1GE/TZE75td6HdI/AAAAAAAABqA/87onS7Q_1Uw/s72-c/PIC_0090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-8972102980094115210</id><published>2011-03-24T22:15:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:28:19.700-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isla'/><title type='text'>So sick.</title><content type='html'>Baby Isla - Tuesday was by far the worst day you've had yet. We went up to Logan so you could wish Grandma Maisie a Happy Birthday but you started throwing up ALOT. We couldn't keep anything down you and you were MISERABLE. I thought that it was teething because you had cold like symptoms since Saturday afternoon. But vomiting is NOT part of the teething process I was assured from nurses, mommys, and google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy had a rookie parent move - we kept trying to feed you a bottle of your formula, Aunt Ashley came to the rescue and told mommy that she needed to get some Pedialyte down you because it had been 9 hours since you had something to eat. Mommy and Daddy couldn't believe they never thought of that. Good thing we have some great advice around us. You drank it up and it stayed down - you went into a deep sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning you woke up after 12 hours of straight sleep SMILING. I was still worried because I didn't know what to look for after the spout of throw up. So I called our "on-call" nurse, Katie Marcheschi, who works as an R.N. at Primary Children's Hospital on the surgical floor. She gave me some great tips, watching for a wet diaper, poop, tracking your temperature, don't go too long on pedialyte alone, and to make sure to rush you to your pediatrician if you didn't keep anything down in the next couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really worried. I felt so helpless. I held you all day long. I was in tears because I was so upset at how sick you were. But I'm glad you're feeling better. We love you and your smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587867345845945426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WDVHDjZmSpM/TYwXvsknBFI/AAAAAAAABoA/0dIFa_cAOTE/s400/Isla%2BMarch%2B2011%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587876108404702338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJencsjzpY0/TYwftvpavII/AAAAAAAABo4/rGVSQVjpaSo/s400/isla%2Bjumperoo.jpg" /&gt;p.s. you now have some hair that a flower can clip too! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587875985828173314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfurllic4TY/TYwfmnA5VgI/AAAAAAAABow/YIJuuwSmXw0/s400/Moms%2BBirthday%2BGroup.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Travis, Grandma Maisie, Ashley, Ryan, Me, Isla, and Micah at Texas Roadhouse for my mom's birthday. The girls went and got some pedicures - i've taken a break ALL Winter from pedicures, it was heavenly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah and I tested our marriage on Wednesday night. He let me cut his hair. Crazy right? I thought that it was a good idea, my sister had gone to cosmetology school and showed me one time how to do it on Micah. So Micah picked up a walmart kit and I dived right in...well until I made the first buzz, and thought to myself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This is a really bad idea. Wow that was a lot of hair. Oh my gosh, what if I mess up?? He has a meeting tomorrow, some appointments, if I mess up we'll have to BUZZ the whole thing... what was I thinking?!?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50 minutes later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEXmFsm0M0E/TYwfXvWmANI/AAAAAAAABoo/O_8GysRxx3c/s1600/micah%2Bhaircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587875730368626898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEXmFsm0M0E/TYwfXvWmANI/AAAAAAAABoo/O_8GysRxx3c/s400/micah%2Bhaircut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5B5Gtq0ABHk/TYwceV0EZTI/AAAAAAAABoY/qNx5J1WXneg/s1600/Isla%2BMarch%2B2011%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587872545237132594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5B5Gtq0ABHk/TYwceV0EZTI/AAAAAAAABoY/qNx5J1WXneg/s400/Isla%2BMarch%2B2011%2B017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah still loves me. and I made him PINKY PROMISE that I did a good job and he wasn't just saying it because I'm his wife. He promised I actually did a really good job, and he was surprised himself. &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/8786560963899173815-8972102980094115210?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/8972102980094115210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=8972102980094115210&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/8972102980094115210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/8972102980094115210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-sick.html' title='So sick.'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WDVHDjZmSpM/TYwXvsknBFI/AAAAAAAABoA/0dIFa_cAOTE/s72-c/Isla%2BMarch%2B2011%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-3388805142308693802</id><published>2011-03-16T22:47:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T00:32:38.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Up Late, New Ride, No Twins</title><content type='html'>Isla decided that she didn't want to go to bed just yet. She stayed up until 10:30 pm. But mommy was so tired. Isla was tired too, she just didn't want to admit it. So she snuggled even more so than usual. But I didn't mind - especially when she was this snuggly.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584923259568555298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXXuCH7OVd8/TYGiHUhmhSI/AAAAAAAABnw/YPxm2LGkASo/s400/Isla%2BJogger%2B014.JPG" /&gt;Note the tired eyes of isla. She was being so silly I just couldn't keep a serious face when she was jabbering about her long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dG6ilpY80q0/TYGjXfgWNxI/AAAAAAAABn4/ByK22dQqUS0/s1600/Isla%2BJogger%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584924636905617170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dG6ilpY80q0/TYGjXfgWNxI/AAAAAAAABn4/ByK22dQqUS0/s400/Isla%2BJogger%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Isla's BFF Bostyn - he lives on the top floor. Don't let their sizes fool you - Isla is a little bigger for her age, and Boss-man is a little smaller. He's 3 1/2 months older than Isla. He's an energetic little guy - always on the move! Crawling, standing up, and now he's wanting to hold anything and take assisted steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isla just watches him and you can see she's asking "Why are you always on the move??" Only because Isla is more on the chill side of life ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584919169921879954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_wPg1beXhFM/TYGeZRZ2j5I/AAAAAAAABnQ/FCn5P9FRQhs/s400/March%2B2011%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, ok. Don't let the above picture of these two little angels fool you. It's more like this the other 98% of the time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584919879572715714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1-iweroGvM/TYGfClDy-MI/AAAAAAAABnY/ThFKMkmRDz8/s400/March%2B2011%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a whole new admiration for mommas and daddys with two close in age, or twins. They are a handful. A very cute handful though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture of me and my siblings tuesday night at the Texas Roadhouse in Logan. We hardly ever get pictures together! But isn't that just life when all of the kids are grown up, having kids and careers?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584918087843281810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POYYKCh82bE/TYGdaSWNe5I/AAAAAAAABnI/Zx_JbMdcmZk/s400/March%2B2011%2B042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isla has been enjoying growing. In fact she's really great at it. So much that mommy was such a weakling and decided she was just getting too big to carry around in her infant carseat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had been debating about this subject for a couple weeks. Then the decision was made that since she was 27 inches long, and 21 lbs (with clothes, diaper, and blankets) and the infant carseat went up to 30 lbs max, and 30 inches long that it was on with the new convertible carseat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584906779411943586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t43nHVxh7vQ/TYGTIDKFEKI/AAAAAAAABmw/XZgvGksL4G0/s400/March%2B2011%2B013.JPG" /&gt;After lots and lots of research we decided (and when I say "we" I mean me...) that it was the the Britax "cowmooflage". Of course it's highly rated in safety, and her head doesn't roll forward when she sleeps. Now I really have to stick to a schedule!! Before I could just throw her in a carseat and let her fall asleep, now I have to wake her up everytime we get out and in. Oh well, the life of a growing baby :( bittersweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since we aren't planning on having kiddos in the near future, we decided to sell the carseat. But on investigation it wasn't going to get a lot of money unless I sold the whole travel system. But I L.O.V.E. the jogging stroller. It's a babytrend. We use it a lot. So of course I went looking to see if they sold the jogging stroller separately online. Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they had a pink one in the same edition at Babies R Us, and we're 5 minutes away from that store. So I put the traveling system on ksl and 45 minutes later it was sold. Cue bittersweet moments again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Isla loves the forward-facing stroller. And she's digging the pink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584920928451540306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5iy7dD4UvOU/TYGf_ob_tVI/AAAAAAAABng/GCcH7WLeJIU/s400/Isla%2BJogger%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned that I'm just madly in love with these two yet?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5fzDjjIqvU/TYGgrg4i8VI/AAAAAAAABno/uqY-s1Opke0/s1600/Isla%2BJogger%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584921682338050386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5fzDjjIqvU/TYGgrg4i8VI/AAAAAAAABno/uqY-s1Opke0/s400/Isla%2BJogger%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who knew carseat and strollers would cause this much research and grief???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-3388805142308693802?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/3388805142308693802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=3388805142308693802&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3388805142308693802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3388805142308693802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/03/staying-up-late-new-ride-no-twins.html' title='Staying Up Late, New Ride, No Twins'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXXuCH7OVd8/TYGiHUhmhSI/AAAAAAAABnw/YPxm2LGkASo/s72-c/Isla%2BJogger%2B014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-9028370401938379608</id><published>2011-03-13T13:24:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T14:19:03.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafts</title><content type='html'>Micah's momma is so good to me. She's always so thoughtful, and this past month she gave me a great gift. Her old sewing machine that she got when she was a sophomore in highschool. It works great, and I can now get to all those cute projects that I see all over the blogging world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583649753507824178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RBbRN5Du_NQ/TX0b3gwIAjI/AAAAAAAABl4/tsLx3bOIy-k/s400/March%2B2011%2B029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583650221656136450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDxsfwtBtNM/TX0cSwvYWwI/AAAAAAAABmA/HwGsHMqgt_Q/s400/March%2B2011%2B098.JPG" /&gt;Gaye pulled out this cute little turquoise box and told me that this was the best thing ever. She opened it up and it was a buttonholer. "I wish my machine had a good buttonholer like this one is." It's perfect, and I have the perfect project for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583650757806007330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2xdGoSY-1VY/TX0cx-DeJCI/AAAAAAAABmI/vvzuMHyE9HQ/s400/March%2B2011%2B099.JPG" /&gt;Here's Isla's Fisher Price Space Saver Highchair. I love it. I just hook it to a chair, and she's good to go. It has different positions, the tray is easy removable, and it can be put in the dishwasher. But it looks a little masculine. So one of my crafty blogs re did her cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583652991459560082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_PWTwICyCyE/TX0ez_D-ipI/AAAAAAAABmg/jqhhAg6HpOE/s400/March%2B2011%2B097.JPG" /&gt;Here's what I have so far. The binding is taking a little longer, because I have to be very patient and accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buttonholer will be perfect because the straps have to come on through the fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 5 years since my last sewing project, so there's a couple mistakes, I didn't want to cut my old highchair cover up for the pattern, so I guess-timated my own pattern, and you all know how that goes...but it actually turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583652396487434722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vDblutjcU7I/TX0eRWnkYeI/AAAAAAAABmY/044q5MBtST8/s400/March%2B2011%2B093.JPG" /&gt;I have made a mommy BFF in my apartment building. We go on walks, take treats to eachother, watch babies if one of us has to do an errand, trade a night a month for date night. It's great to have her around. She's crafty, hip, a good baker, cook, and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made her little boy this bird mobile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mdNH0ltYnk/TX0jDMSQNDI/AAAAAAAABmo/ATD6ucFdDIA/s1600/bird%2Bmobile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583657650753647666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mdNH0ltYnk/TX0jDMSQNDI/AAAAAAAABmo/ATD6ucFdDIA/s400/bird%2Bmobile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (except for the bottom bird that looks like he's hanging) So she has a stockpile of fabric and let me go through it and pick out some fabric for a mobile for isla. I'm so excited to finish it this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583651517980774898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLW2hhDj5bo/TX0deN7QkfI/AAAAAAAABmQ/QfERPq_vUvM/s400/March%2B2011%2B096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-9028370401938379608?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/9028370401938379608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=9028370401938379608&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/9028370401938379608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/9028370401938379608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/03/crafts.html' title='Crafts'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RBbRN5Du_NQ/TX0b3gwIAjI/AAAAAAAABl4/tsLx3bOIy-k/s72-c/March%2B2011%2B029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5981547995516258836</id><published>2011-03-09T21:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:01:54.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGkzjbUumzU/TXhYtNyV3uI/AAAAAAAABlo/krw7QhSDLl8/s1600/cantaloupe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582309271943896802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGkzjbUumzU/TXhYtNyV3uI/AAAAAAAABlo/krw7QhSDLl8/s400/cantaloupe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold's gym attracts alot of interesting individuals - from people who really want to get back into shape, muscle builders, mommas, college kids, and women with some (uh-hem...) big melons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt like I needed plastic surgery in my life. But for some reason when I go to work out at GG I feel like I need to start saving up for some...melons! Not really - I don't think that it's for me (I'm scared to death of the recovery and side effects) and I'm comfortable with my body image, but let's face it- when you're standing next to Miss. Double E you feel like a 5th grader heading into puberty. Not to mention that I catch myself just &lt;del&gt;staring&lt;/del&gt; gawking at them. But is it really bad manners when they're wearing Victoria Secret shirts that are meant for the bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt this way?! just something that was on my mind heading home from the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-5981547995516258836?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5981547995516258836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5981547995516258836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5981547995516258836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5981547995516258836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/03/melons.html' title='Melons'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGkzjbUumzU/TXhYtNyV3uI/AAAAAAAABlo/krw7QhSDLl8/s72-c/cantaloupe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4759522872063174421</id><published>2011-03-01T22:04:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T23:25:21.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d4Qd7i0STHc/TW3c4w4hGWI/AAAAAAAABlg/hfEegaTDXXA/s1600/IMG_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579358381134649698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d4Qd7i0STHc/TW3c4w4hGWI/AAAAAAAABlg/hfEegaTDXXA/s400/IMG_0760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 5 months to our baby girl! She is a chunky one. She is smiley. But most important she is healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a doctors appointment today and he said he's loving her numbers because she's doing great at her only job - growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's her vitals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight:&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks: 7.88 lbs 30%tile&lt;br /&gt;2 months: 11 lbs 56%tile&lt;br /&gt;5 months: 16.25 lbs 79%tile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height:&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks: 20.35" 44%tile&lt;br /&gt;2 months: 23"72%tile&lt;br /&gt;5 months: 26.25" 89%tile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head Circumference:&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks: 13.5" 9%tile&lt;br /&gt;2 months: 15" 28%tile&lt;br /&gt;5 months: 16.5" 55%tile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's doing all the normal development at her age, grasping, rolling over, supported sitter, cooing, giggling, eating her toes...long division, reading, spelling out words in her alphabet soup...ok ok maybe not those ones quite yet ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has been scratching herself though! She has a new scratch every other day. Especially on her nose. She just had a scratch heal over, then later that day a new one. Then later that night another one by her eye. And i cut and filed those little fingers and toes. But I guess they'll always find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsTsRl6F648/TW3cStqWp3I/AAAAAAAABlY/_4YEqLX9IMw/s1600/IMG_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579357727434909554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsTsRl6F648/TW3cStqWp3I/AAAAAAAABlY/_4YEqLX9IMw/s400/IMG_0762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't seem to bother her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6EpUxFCy78/TW3QvajsO4I/AAAAAAAABlQ/P1BPM6ygEOk/s1600/IMG_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579345026383362946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6EpUxFCy78/TW3QvajsO4I/AAAAAAAABlQ/P1BPM6ygEOk/s400/IMG_0767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her immunizations went well too. She only screamed on the second shot and the cry only lasted for 10 seconds. She just knew she was going to get a tazmanian devil band-aid at the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bananas. applesauce. butternut squash. avacados. peas. pears. carrots. sweet potatoes {loves sweet potatoes} jabbering. getting gobbled up. toes. reading. bathtime. swimming. going to the grocery store and have everyone comment on how she has the cutest cheeks. watching her fingers. kick her legs when we change her diaper. put everything in her mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being ignored-she actually screamed at us tonight. I told her that screaming and interupting us was rude - and she just smiled. being held like a baby. pajamas that cover her hands and feet. &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/8786560963899173815-4759522872063174421?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4759522872063174421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4759522872063174421&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4759522872063174421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4759522872063174421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/03/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d4Qd7i0STHc/TW3c4w4hGWI/AAAAAAAABlg/hfEegaTDXXA/s72-c/IMG_0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-3679589364255617602</id><published>2011-03-01T12:53:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T16:03:00.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucha Libre Party</title><content type='html'>We attended a fun party for our nephew on micah's side. Mr. Hobie Micah Hodlmair that is. He turned 5 years old, and camie and jeff decided on a nacho libre wrestling party. it was so cute to see all the 4-7 year olds in there lucha libre costumes camie found. and only two bonked noses and a bloody nose throughout it all. not too bad if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they started off with weighing in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isla's stats:&lt;br /&gt;18 lbs&lt;br /&gt;25 inches tall&lt;br /&gt;12 inch reach&lt;br /&gt;signature move: the atomic diaper, and the super slime slash&lt;br /&gt;nickname: squeak attack&lt;br /&gt;hometown: from your worst nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fehMKg5xCes/TW1PpvePVaI/AAAAAAAABlI/cHjOzwh_TtA/s1600/February%2B2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579203091918443938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fehMKg5xCes/TW1PpvePVaI/AAAAAAAABlI/cHjOzwh_TtA/s400/February%2B2011%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all ready with costume and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579202690996095458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uABdu2U3-fc/TW1PSZ65yeI/AAAAAAAABk4/9-2ye6wMQiY/s400/February%2B2011%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course if you've ever seen nacho libre you have to have the ultimate fighter: ramseys (or however you spell that...) so micah stepped in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579202487605212994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkcUEti8Ou0/TW1PGkOvN0I/AAAAAAAABkw/MBzEf00_NbI/s400/February%2B2011%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea4xtq_BrzY/TW1PeFEoS-I/AAAAAAAABlA/bTHzJLuvII8/s1600/February%2B2011%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579202891558177762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea4xtq_BrzY/TW1PeFEoS-I/AAAAAAAABlA/bTHzJLuvII8/s400/February%2B2011%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all the boys were worn out from all the hard work. and they were loving their costumes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-3679589364255617602?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/3679589364255617602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=3679589364255617602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3679589364255617602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3679589364255617602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/03/lucha-libre-party.html' title='Lucha Libre Party'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fehMKg5xCes/TW1PpvePVaI/AAAAAAAABlI/cHjOzwh_TtA/s72-c/February%2B2011%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-7501386728355847350</id><published>2011-02-22T00:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T00:51:04.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Get Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtO0W8UGfPg/TWNqzv39iQI/AAAAAAAABko/Suv5crrXo9k/s1600/182932_547249890899_122800900_31692939_125344_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576418200871864578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtO0W8UGfPg/TWNqzv39iQI/AAAAAAAABko/Suv5crrXo9k/s400/182932_547249890899_122800900_31692939_125344_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in love with being a mom today. I love how she searches for my voice in a room filled with other voices. I love how she scrunches her nose when she smiles. The chubby cheeks. The chubby everything. But most of all I love her good natured attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a great day. I woke up to a laughing Isla (She slept into 9:30 am!!) and when I looked down in the crib, I got one of those heart melting smiles, as if she was saying "Oh hey mamma! What's going on? I was just in here chilling and playing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snuggled with Isla anytime I wanted to. She snuggled right back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More smiles. ALL DAY LONG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So excuse me so I can go gobble her up for an amazing day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-7501386728355847350?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/7501386728355847350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=7501386728355847350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7501386728355847350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7501386728355847350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/02/cant-get-enough.html' title='Can&apos;t Get Enough'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtO0W8UGfPg/TWNqzv39iQI/AAAAAAAABko/Suv5crrXo9k/s72-c/182932_547249890899_122800900_31692939_125344_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-7658553317879565381</id><published>2011-02-20T15:35:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T16:44:51.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our {love} day</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah came home with a bundle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OuUjLCLsYJ0/TWGgi2SZbQI/AAAAAAAABkg/5DA_7mgEDp0/s1600/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575914334210059522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OuUjLCLsYJ0/TWGgi2SZbQI/AAAAAAAABkg/5DA_7mgEDp0/s400/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got some pancake mix &amp;amp; a heart shape pancake shape from Micah's momma. It was so much fun to make some heart pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a new diaper bag! It was getting tough whenever somebody asked if Isla was a girl or a boy - granted, it is hard at this age to tell - because I had pretty neutral baby stuff: stroller, diaper bag, toys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjyPogLp6JM/TWGfrWRhexI/AAAAAAAABkY/iUVASgI8zkE/s1600/IMG_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575913380723653394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjyPogLp6JM/TWGfrWRhexI/AAAAAAAABkY/iUVASgI8zkE/s400/IMG_0710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But onto my most important loves in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Micah David Richard Platt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nayn2S_zmNg/TWGfEJJnjsI/AAAAAAAABkQ/HT6n7eqOzZw/s1600/Blog%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575912707185938114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nayn2S_zmNg/TWGfEJJnjsI/AAAAAAAABkQ/HT6n7eqOzZw/s400/Blog%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlKXiqlBUn4/TWGej-dP6yI/AAAAAAAABkI/q_eNhxDtH4I/s1600/Isla%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575912154559671074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlKXiqlBUn4/TWGej-dP6yI/AAAAAAAABkI/q_eNhxDtH4I/s400/Isla%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's just adapted to being a daddy. I'm sure that these two will have a BLAST together in the future ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a Miss Isla Karla Platt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EeuaVcY0_iU/TWGdvdNnVGI/AAAAAAAABkA/rqYZefY4PKI/s1600/168448_545126481229_122800900_31659266_2252949_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575911252282528866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EeuaVcY0_iU/TWGdvdNnVGI/AAAAAAAABkA/rqYZefY4PKI/s400/168448_545126481229_122800900_31659266_2252949_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgx46xqIewQ/TWGdhvcIZlI/AAAAAAAABj4/Ts_pi7sW670/s1600/Isla%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575911016657086034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgx46xqIewQ/TWGdhvcIZlI/AAAAAAAABj4/Ts_pi7sW670/s400/Isla%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROSht1zOXJw/TWGcTtXvuSI/AAAAAAAABjw/wJSG33S0ixA/s1600/Isla%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575909676072024354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROSht1zOXJw/TWGcTtXvuSI/AAAAAAAABjw/wJSG33S0ixA/s400/Isla%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9oM6DPdveg/TWGbnq8ybvI/AAAAAAAABjo/n49TrYvU2oE/s1600/Isla%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575908919507840754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9oM6DPdveg/TWGbnq8ybvI/AAAAAAAABjo/n49TrYvU2oE/s400/Isla%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's about 80% smiles!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Micah and Michael planned for us to go to Benni Hanna's in downtown SLC. We STUFFED ourselves, and had some great conversation! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Micah's sister Brittany watched Isla for us that night - she's the sweetest!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael is our "baby whisperer" since they live literally across the hallway, he will come and hold Isla whenever he sees her. She loves him. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isla gives Halle the stink eye whenever she's near Michael, as if to tell Halle "Oh you just wait lady...I'll have him sooner or later!" ha ha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But I'm sure that Isla will appreciate going out to girls shopping trips with us. So she'll come around to Halle!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nq8ancTRDM/TWGaEV9OWZI/AAAAAAAABjY/8w9YePE36LU/s1600/February%2B2011%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575907213065476498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nq8ancTRDM/TWGaEV9OWZI/AAAAAAAABjY/8w9YePE36LU/s400/February%2B2011%2B035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MbZ-DIG9V54/TWGZ5qP64RI/AAAAAAAABjQ/1NEJuf4c-Gg/s1600/February%2B2011%2B041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575907029534040338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MbZ-DIG9V54/TWGZ5qP64RI/AAAAAAAABjQ/1NEJuf4c-Gg/s400/February%2B2011%2B041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great LOVE day. Hope yours way too!&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/8786560963899173815-7658553317879565381?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/7658553317879565381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=7658553317879565381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7658553317879565381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7658553317879565381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-love-day.html' title='Our {love} day'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OuUjLCLsYJ0/TWGgi2SZbQI/AAAAAAAABkg/5DA_7mgEDp0/s72-c/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-324784186577843093</id><published>2011-02-14T23:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T00:06:36.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like them big, I like them round...</title><content type='html'>Isla has a theme song. We sing it every morning when we get some breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like them big, I like them Chun-ky, I like them Rou-und, I like them Fun-ky!" She totally loves that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yv1Rsyg96mY/TVoihJKTNQI/AAAAAAAABjA/yW2SnLafKJc/s1600/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573805441614558466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yv1Rsyg96mY/TVoihJKTNQI/AAAAAAAABjA/yW2SnLafKJc/s400/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Most of her weight are in those cheeks ;) I love to gobble them up throughout the day! She's been growing like crazy, and is about 16.5 lbs now, and 4.5 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I'm a stay-at-home momma what am I to do?! (ha ha kidding, there's not enough hours in the day with cleaning, laundry, cooking, and school) But I do make her homemade food during the downtime, it's pretty easy, cheap, and makes a lot of food...but it does take some prep time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RyH5Z0onzJ0/TVoiBAJwqqI/AAAAAAAABi4/u59m4cPZuOE/s1600/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573804889440561826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RyH5Z0onzJ0/TVoiBAJwqqI/AAAAAAAABi4/u59m4cPZuOE/s400/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHjd9shklqE/TVohpCm-wBI/AAAAAAAABiw/fzde37kvca0/s1600/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573804477783130130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHjd9shklqE/TVohpCm-wBI/AAAAAAAABiw/fzde37kvca0/s400/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4vZej6uQrW0/TVohL441jZI/AAAAAAAABio/1O2WJnLQ35k/s1600/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573803976957463954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4vZej6uQrW0/TVohL441jZI/AAAAAAAABio/1O2WJnLQ35k/s400/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8H8K2YGqls/TVogvy2nEfI/AAAAAAAABig/ReEoorHqjp4/s1600/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573803494301176306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8H8K2YGqls/TVogvy2nEfI/AAAAAAAABig/ReEoorHqjp4/s400/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are baby food makers that steam, and puree all in one. But we had everything in our kitchen without having to go out and buying some more baby stuff ;) She loves sweet potatoes, peas, avacados, and bananas so far! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cooked up peas and decided some carrots to try at the end of this week. I love watching her facial expressions every time she tries a new food...too funny!&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/8786560963899173815-324784186577843093?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/324784186577843093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=324784186577843093&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/324784186577843093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/324784186577843093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-like-them-big-i-like-them-round.html' title='I like them big, I like them round...'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yv1Rsyg96mY/TVoihJKTNQI/AAAAAAAABjA/yW2SnLafKJc/s72-c/Gardner%2Bgirls%2B121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2665184809101073437</id><published>2011-02-02T22:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T22:35:00.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TUo8wKI18HI/AAAAAAAABiA/7ezdhOTvDhU/s1600/4MonthCollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TUo8wKI18HI/AAAAAAAABiA/7ezdhOTvDhU/s400/4MonthCollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569330687249870962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-2665184809101073437?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2665184809101073437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2665184809101073437&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2665184809101073437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2665184809101073437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/02/4-months-old.html' title='4 Months Old'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TUo8wKI18HI/AAAAAAAABiA/7ezdhOTvDhU/s72-c/4MonthCollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-9171914175835785199</id><published>2011-01-23T14:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:04:01.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla's Swimming Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TUpEZLMI8KI/AAAAAAAABiY/0bk19uPyM-I/s1600/IslaFirstSwimmingLesson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TUpEZLMI8KI/AAAAAAAABiY/0bk19uPyM-I/s400/IslaFirstSwimmingLesson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569339088488165538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TTyhdV-PGeI/AAAAAAAABh0/1k8cfyOhG4w/s1600/IslaFirstSwimmingLesson.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a success! I was so excited when I called in, because the advertisement was for 6 months and older. But she l.o.v.e.s bathtime and micah was a swim instructor and said the earlier the better - only because they learn to relax in the water when they're really little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt a little bad when I put her under the water the first time, she came up sputtering and looking at me with a glare in her eyes, pretty sure she was saying "What the HE*% are you thinking mom?! Why would you do that?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the instructor assured us moms that when we're doing this it's teaching them to close there mouths under water, and to kick upwards. But she did great after the first dunk, those babies are quick learners...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we're happy to report that she was the top floater of her class. You hold the baby's head in your hands - feet pointing the other way - while you're looking straight down at them smiling and talking calmly. Isla was at an advantage because she doesn't know what it's like to sit up all the time, most of her time is laying down (the instructor told us this) But we'll still claim she was the top floater ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-9171914175835785199?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/9171914175835785199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=9171914175835785199&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/9171914175835785199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/9171914175835785199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/01/islas-swimming-lesson.html' title='Isla&apos;s Swimming Lesson'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TUpEZLMI8KI/AAAAAAAABiY/0bk19uPyM-I/s72-c/IslaFirstSwimmingLesson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4979784441932325370</id><published>2011-01-19T11:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T11:07:02.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TTcoOWLq1GI/AAAAAAAABgM/vlFPZe4CUNI/s1600/NewYearCard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563960091577341026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TTcoOWLq1GI/AAAAAAAABgM/vlFPZe4CUNI/s400/NewYearCard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha ha yes, this is a little bit late...but it seems winter in Utah slows down blogging anyways, so better late than never ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-4979784441932325370?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4979784441932325370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4979784441932325370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4979784441932325370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4979784441932325370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-2011.html' title='Happy New Year 2011'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TTcoOWLq1GI/AAAAAAAABgM/vlFPZe4CUNI/s72-c/NewYearCard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4306562431729045932</id><published>2011-01-02T22:00:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:48:09.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>We had such a great Christmas. It was soo relaxing and fun! We started off with opening Christmas presents at our house, then onto Micah's sisters house to have some yummy breakfast, and we decided we would head up to Logan to see my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFfO497-_I/AAAAAAAABf8/syCYq0C66DU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557828124566879218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFfO497-_I/AAAAAAAABf8/syCYq0C66DU/s400/Christmas%2B2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a Christmas present a little early (3 days to be exact) and my dad spoiled me (as always) I got my new West Elm duvet cover with shams. I HAD to wash it, because it would take atleast half a day to wash and set up, and I knew i HAD to sleep in it for Christmas day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFecQnhYhI/AAAAAAAABf0/1Q6HPlNHnC4/s1600/SAM_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557827254741983762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFecQnhYhI/AAAAAAAABf0/1Q6HPlNHnC4/s400/SAM_0265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isla also got an early present from Santa, a toy box/shelf for all the new presents that were coming her way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557825740704342322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFdEIY0YTI/AAAAAAAABfk/o3tUq-XYcjw/s400/SAM_0264.JPG" /&gt;Here it is all set up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFeIVR0PBI/AAAAAAAABfs/psaYOrAzX4w/s1600/New%2BToy%2BBox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557826912395738130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFeIVR0PBI/AAAAAAAABfs/psaYOrAzX4w/s400/New%2BToy%2BBox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Christmas present all done up. The pillows were from my brother (I asked him for some "colorful pillows" he paused for a couple of seconds and told me "that is the stupidest thing to ask for from a guy. You might as well ask me for a whole new wardrobe. I'll get a gift card.") In hindsight I guess that was a pretty silly request ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the new bedding set, it's all down/feather from the pillows, to the comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFcUaqBE7I/AAAAAAAABfc/h-XaVsNzuhg/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824920974594994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFcUaqBE7I/AAAAAAAABfc/h-XaVsNzuhg/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From my hubby: two MATCHING nightstands. This whole time we've been married, I've never hand matching nightstands. I love them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFcJjxmWBI/AAAAAAAABfU/H2EJHnb37c4/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824734443755538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFcJjxmWBI/AAAAAAAABfU/H2EJHnb37c4/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas afternoon sporting some new clothes (sooo hard to buy since the extra baby lbs are still around) All you mama's know how this goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFb8wdtDoI/AAAAAAAABfM/53KeeYFkWVA/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824514511670914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFb8wdtDoI/AAAAAAAABfM/53KeeYFkWVA/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oooh how i love these two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFbxBkYMYI/AAAAAAAABfE/MFqfmgf7Z5o/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824312944636290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFbxBkYMYI/AAAAAAAABfE/MFqfmgf7Z5o/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isla and her Christmas presents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFbjV6MY0I/AAAAAAAABe8/1laiN9e14-Q/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824077886677826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFbjV6MY0I/AAAAAAAABe8/1laiN9e14-Q/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't wait until we can play with ALL of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFba_mUAFI/AAAAAAAABe0/m6Rq0SMBCrs/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823934458757202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFba_mUAFI/AAAAAAAABe0/m6Rq0SMBCrs/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since she's hit the 3 months we've got a whole new wardrobe to sport! Here's one of my favs from Grandma Maisie, a duck outfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823523586503218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFbDE-u8jI/AAAAAAAABek/07hosHcj7Hc/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Complete with a tail and socks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFbOKCeTiI/AAAAAAAABes/-Su0QMVgRMk/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823713922928162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFbOKCeTiI/AAAAAAAABes/-Su0QMVgRMk/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha ha cracks me up everytime I see it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah got a clutch something or other...for the Toyota FJ, a new phone, Wii Madden 11, Controllers for the Wii, and some $$ from his parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got spoiled with a new phone, my new bedroom set, some clothes, $$ from Micah's parents, and lots of time with Micah and Isla (We hardly ever get to spend lots of time together!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some blood shed Christmas morning. Micah was opening up the tummy time mirror (up above) and it slipped, and cut her above her lip. Poor baby, she's probably traumatized about presents now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFa3ndM80I/AAAAAAAABec/-jriJPtXkX0/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823326682673986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFa3ndM80I/AAAAAAAABec/-jriJPtXkX0/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just one more picture of Isla, I love her smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFaltF_b2I/AAAAAAAABeU/QBhF-uMG0x0/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823018958286690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFaltF_b2I/AAAAAAAABeU/QBhF-uMG0x0/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8786560963899173815-4306562431729045932?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4306562431729045932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4306562431729045932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4306562431729045932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4306562431729045932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSFfO497-_I/AAAAAAAABf8/syCYq0C66DU/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-7992857899353316124</id><published>2011-01-02T13:31:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T13:43:04.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>I feel like a "grown up" when I think when I graduated High School (all 5 1/2 years ago!) But when the Holidays come around we try to all get together, because most of us are in Cache Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have (from top left) Ryon Bingham, Kirk Bingham, and Shaughnessy Bingham, Isla Platt, Kristi Jensen, Kyson Benson, Kyler Benson, Chase Ferrara, and Cassandra. ( Bottom left) Ashley (my sis), Kairie, Me, Teana, and Heidi Benson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDiEhiRVTI/AAAAAAAABeM/r5ewPqNkCFo/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557690507524658482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDiEhiRVTI/AAAAAAAABeM/r5ewPqNkCFo/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids behaved themseleves great, Kairie was figuring out that sharing could be fun...sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhyhBDjZI/AAAAAAAABeE/WH-ti8JTBHU/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557690198147698066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhyhBDjZI/AAAAAAAABeE/WH-ti8JTBHU/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the gals: Teana, Kristi, Heidi, Tawni, Isla, Lindsey, Shaughnessy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhkF1ypDI/AAAAAAAABd8/9p-ETM_v2_w/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689950334526514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhkF1ypDI/AAAAAAAABd8/9p-ETM_v2_w/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys: Chase, Kyler, Kirk, Travee (my brother), and Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhZzXGx7I/AAAAAAAABd0/KXIfMM5WHW0/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689773575292850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhZzXGx7I/AAAAAAAABd0/KXIfMM5WHW0/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhPveOAEI/AAAAAAAABds/0Why3Ftft4I/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689600732692546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhPveOAEI/AAAAAAAABds/0Why3Ftft4I/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shaughnessy can tell you how many faces Kirk does in pictures. She rarely can get a "normal" one from him ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhE0gd6rI/AAAAAAAABdk/qjr3t5VPznY/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689413105740466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDhE0gd6rI/AAAAAAAABdk/qjr3t5VPznY/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsey and Scott Kirby:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDg553PwrI/AAAAAAAABdc/_D8EXfLlbg4/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689225564897970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDg553PwrI/AAAAAAAABdc/_D8EXfLlbg4/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time catching up and just chatting the night away! Merry Christmas 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-7992857899353316124?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/7992857899353316124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=7992857899353316124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7992857899353316124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7992857899353316124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-party.html' title='Christmas Party'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TSDiEhiRVTI/AAAAAAAABeM/r5ewPqNkCFo/s72-c/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6508188349553373983</id><published>2010-12-21T11:50:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:16:26.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>After the Highschool Party on Friday, Isla and I hurried down to SLC so that Mommy and Daddy could catch the Christmas Concert with the MOTAB Choir, Orchestra at Temple Square with guests David Archuleta and Michael York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with some great friends to eat at the Red Butte Cafe (so yum) before the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie, Me, and Stephanie. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553212044047527378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD47o_frdI/AAAAAAAABdI/uPss2J9Hb60/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at the concert my beautiful nieces, Megan (below), and Cassidy watched Isla. We decided we would keep Megan for an extra day, and were spoiled with a "nanny". Megan was so great with Isla, I didn't change a diaper for two whole days! Isla enjoyed the time too with all the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553211806471243410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD4tz85RpI/AAAAAAAABdA/cZ9_oUy3-38/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B066.JPG" /&gt;On Monday we met at Temple Square so that Megan could go home. So we got to look at the pretty lights and take a family pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD5SJlw9vI/AAAAAAAABdQ/LmyuasiR0jw/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553212430755100402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD5SJlw9vI/AAAAAAAABdQ/LmyuasiR0jw/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD4fgx3tGI/AAAAAAAABc4/evURLNG-siA/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553211560806560866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD4fgx3tGI/AAAAAAAABc4/evURLNG-siA/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my other niece Cassidy, and nephew Tyler. They're getting so old! (17 &amp;amp; 16)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD4P8RzdFI/AAAAAAAABcw/yebfe5Rh74A/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553211293310350418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD4P8RzdFI/AAAAAAAABcw/yebfe5Rh74A/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We attended a neighborhood Christmas Party at Micah's parents, and Michael and Halle Platt, came along too. Here's Michael and Isla chilling on the couch upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD32KJc7VI/AAAAAAAABco/sM_Aq0V0SuY/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553210850356817234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD32KJc7VI/AAAAAAAABco/sM_Aq0V0SuY/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've had to get calendars out for work, so micah helped me out with stuffing and stamping them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD3iQyPIUI/AAAAAAAABcg/edehulCwV2w/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553210508541108546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD3iQyPIUI/AAAAAAAABcg/edehulCwV2w/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got to meet up with some of my great friends from Highschool, the Whitney's. Whitney (Francom) Crowther, and Whitney Johnson. We had a great time talking, and laughing about where life has taken us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD3Q-L_KxI/AAAAAAAABcY/YQPH0n4Qgrk/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553210211491064594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD3Q-L_KxI/AAAAAAAABcY/YQPH0n4Qgrk/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-6508188349553373983?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6508188349553373983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6508188349553373983&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6508188349553373983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6508188349553373983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/12/busy-holiday-season.html' title='Busy Holiday Season'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TRD47o_frdI/AAAAAAAABdI/uPss2J9Hb60/s72-c/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4760777865873692117</id><published>2010-12-13T08:28:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:21:38.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;December 5th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hyrum 1st Ward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a cold foggy day. But Isla was shining in her blessing dress that Grandma Gaysie (Micah's Momma) had made for her, from this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQaYgf2GooI/AAAAAAAABcQ/oN3dud_IyXI/s1600/_MG_5490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550291274852377218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQaYgf2GooI/AAAAAAAABcQ/oN3dud_IyXI/s400/_MG_5490.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQaYFKZG5hI/AAAAAAAABcI/8zjllfZHl98/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550290805237147154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQaYFKZG5hI/AAAAAAAABcI/8zjllfZHl98/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't it stunning?! She hand-beaded all the pin tucks on the bottom, to the lace and pearls up top. I was in tears when she showed it to me the first time. I am jealous of this talent Gaye has, and I couldn't of imagined it more perfect than what she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQaXzn6t9PI/AAAAAAAABcA/zXfBuwwAAP8/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550290503925101810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQaXzn6t9PI/AAAAAAAABcA/zXfBuwwAAP8/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course it wasn't complete without some shoes that Gaye hand-dyed ivory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQY8CgW867I/AAAAAAAABb4/E1x09femTQ8/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550189604524321714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQY8CgW867I/AAAAAAAABb4/E1x09femTQ8/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As for the blessing done by Micah, it was so special - and I'm not one to cry and tear up at things like this, but when Micah was done, I had the silent tears rolling down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love that we can be together forever, and that Isla has such a great family that loves her, and friends of ours that love her just as much. We thank everyone for trekking up to Cache Valley and for all their help at the luncheon -Chili and yummy cinnamon rolls- what a special day that we'll treasure in our hearts and memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQY71OfMLMI/AAAAAAAABbw/C-CiGUSWDiU/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550189376388738242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQY71OfMLMI/AAAAAAAABbw/C-CiGUSWDiU/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8786560963899173815-4760777865873692117?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4760777865873692117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4760777865873692117&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4760777865873692117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4760777865873692117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/12/islas-blessing.html' title='Isla&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TQaYgf2GooI/AAAAAAAABcQ/oN3dud_IyXI/s72-c/_MG_5490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4157802015029565203</id><published>2010-12-07T12:37:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T12:57:32.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Isla!</title><content type='html'>We all knew it was going to happen, this blog should now be "Just Isla"...in fact I'll just change the blog name to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures that are just too cute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Kairie - Isla's cousin on my side. She a year and a month older than Isla. She wanted to sit in her carseat just like her cousin...but she just loves Isla so much she wants to touch her all the time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548029501585927058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6Pb91qq5I/AAAAAAAABbI/RxCi3g43AcI/s400/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548029835132001602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6PvYZP3UI/AAAAAAAABbQ/BLaxngRkRio/s400/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B013.JPG" /&gt; "Kairie, NOOOOO!" poor baby Isla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Isla being so fun and smiley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6PHTlUtzI/AAAAAAAABbA/l-kUKNgSbL0/s1600/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548029146645706546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6PHTlUtzI/AAAAAAAABbA/l-kUKNgSbL0/s400/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Uncle Battle, who's the favorite?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Travis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6OyBW9CuI/AAAAAAAABa4/_-RILGuQzpM/s1600/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548028780976343778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6OyBW9CuI/AAAAAAAABa4/_-RILGuQzpM/s400/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Or...Uncle Ryan?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6Odz_iCpI/AAAAAAAABaw/6uW_u1XmIyU/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548028433791060626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6Odz_iCpI/AAAAAAAABaw/6uW_u1XmIyU/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my Aunt Karla, who of course Isla was named after. Even after spitting up on Karla she was still smiling and playing with her. In fact this was the most playful I've seen her with anybody, besides me! It must be the name thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6OPaECtSI/AAAAAAAABao/5R8qyCd7lwc/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548028186312488226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6OPaECtSI/AAAAAAAABao/5R8qyCd7lwc/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chunky cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6N_2yfc9I/AAAAAAAABag/MYsBlqcuMhQ/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548027919145595858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6N_2yfc9I/AAAAAAAABag/MYsBlqcuMhQ/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Isla at work with me. I love this sling, she will sleep all day in this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6N1P3mbVI/AAAAAAAABaY/oi_qhDqRNXU/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548027736899349842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6N1P3mbVI/AAAAAAAABaY/oi_qhDqRNXU/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tummy time, good for about 5 minutes at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6NqsNVy9I/AAAAAAAABaQ/LO2Fkg8VxfU/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548027555528166354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6NqsNVy9I/AAAAAAAABaQ/LO2Fkg8VxfU/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I had a "baby bin" for about 2 1/2 years, whenever I would find some cute clothes on clearance I would put them in the baby bin. The only problem is that you never know what season your baby will be born in! But she'll wear them all the same!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6Nfjkb_GI/AAAAAAAABaI/0zSizTy9fCM/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548027364230560866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6Nfjkb_GI/AAAAAAAABaI/0zSizTy9fCM/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-4157802015029565203?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4157802015029565203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4157802015029565203&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4157802015029565203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4157802015029565203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/12/more-isla.html' title='More Isla!'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP6Pb91qq5I/AAAAAAAABbI/RxCi3g43AcI/s72-c/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5623902139350791004</id><published>2010-12-06T23:10:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T23:33:58.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast With Santa @ The Grand America</title><content type='html'>December 4, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love this Platt family tradition, a scrumptious breakfast buffet complete with omelette bar, hot chocolate, smoothies, pancakes, eggs, waffles, french toast, bacon, sausage, yogurt, cereal, you name it they had it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun to shop for Isla's christmas outfit too! Little girls are just too cute to dress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Hodlmair crew + Aliya gathered around the iPhone watching a movie while they were waiting for Santa. Man I can only imagine if we had something like this when I was a kid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3SqO2VzNI/AAAAAAAABaA/NpkJ6PF45Hg/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547821938972675282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3SqO2VzNI/AAAAAAAABaA/NpkJ6PF45Hg/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the Gardner crew, minus Micah's sister Brittany. She had to eat and run :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3Sddvo0iI/AAAAAAAABZ4/E01PRP3y1Y4/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547821719632794146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3Sddvo0iI/AAAAAAAABZ4/E01PRP3y1Y4/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Platt Juniors with some full tummy's, including Isla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3SFKbXqeI/AAAAAAAABZw/x2zqQkyUW3E/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547821302130649570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3SFKbXqeI/AAAAAAAABZw/x2zqQkyUW3E/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No I'm not really that tall. Micah just squatted down to make me feel included ;) Isla's cute little red shoes, that stayed on for a total of this picture. Darn cute baby shoes never stay on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3R48zw-II/AAAAAAAABZo/iWyZTlYCP8Y/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547821092316444802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3R48zw-II/AAAAAAAABZo/iWyZTlYCP8Y/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk coma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3Rvxfk2yI/AAAAAAAABZg/ZtTAOCOofuc/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547820934660152098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3Rvxfk2yI/AAAAAAAABZg/ZtTAOCOofuc/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa Stuke &amp;amp; Grandma Pink got to hang out with us for a couple of weeks. They left today to go back down to Cedar City, we will miss seeing them every week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3RlpN0opI/AAAAAAAABZY/KgiiF0pmP5U/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547820760639513234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3RlpN0opI/AAAAAAAABZY/KgiiF0pmP5U/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3RbRw4boI/AAAAAAAABZQ/RVauRzocI04/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547820582545419906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3RbRw4boI/AAAAAAAABZQ/RVauRzocI04/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the grandkiddos and great grandma and grandpa stuke, and matt ;) The girls were a little hesitant about those people all dressed in red...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3RNYhtWrI/AAAAAAAABZI/8j5oNLOMTqQ/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547820343842658994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3RNYhtWrI/AAAAAAAABZI/8j5oNLOMTqQ/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa Dave, Grandma Gaye &amp;amp; Isla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3Q5SKTSBI/AAAAAAAABZA/9inGVssD1XQ/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547819998536484882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3Q5SKTSBI/AAAAAAAABZA/9inGVssD1XQ/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Micah with the October 1st girls :) I love that Aliya and Isla share the same birthday, there best friends already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3QsLINBhI/AAAAAAAABY4/GT-YFDRAJzg/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547819773310338578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3QsLINBhI/AAAAAAAABY4/GT-YFDRAJzg/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platt Juniors and Mr. and Mrs. Clause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3Qf8g6c_I/AAAAAAAABYw/vj7C0HmDjsk/s1600/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547819563229017074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3Qf8g6c_I/AAAAAAAABYw/vj7C0HmDjsk/s400/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-5623902139350791004?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5623902139350791004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5623902139350791004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5623902139350791004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5623902139350791004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/12/breakfast-with-santa-grand-america.html' title='Breakfast With Santa @ The Grand America'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TP3SqO2VzNI/AAAAAAAABaA/NpkJ6PF45Hg/s72-c/Isla%2BDec%2B2010%2B039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-3358221992059428114</id><published>2010-12-01T13:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T13:25:14.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months Already??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPaughZ9Y8I/AAAAAAAABYo/u5ZbLNgH47Y/s1600/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545811864899642306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPaughZ9Y8I/AAAAAAAABYo/u5ZbLNgH47Y/s400/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weight: 11 lbs 56%tile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height: 23 in 72%tile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head Circumfrence: 15 in 28%tile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smiling: Check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cooing: Check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knows Mommy: Check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doing great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-3358221992059428114?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/3358221992059428114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=3358221992059428114&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3358221992059428114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3358221992059428114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/12/2-months-already.html' title='2 Months Already??'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPaughZ9Y8I/AAAAAAAABYo/u5ZbLNgH47Y/s72-c/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6284568337271874304</id><published>2010-11-30T22:01:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:30:29.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Labor??</title><content type='html'>Isla's personality has started to come out! It's so much fun to be around her when she is being silly and talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually she's sleeping when I'm at work, but lately she's been staying awake a little longer to see what all the commotion is about upstairs. So when she's crying and being fussy we bring her upstairs for a little bit, because sometimes she just wants to be by mommy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping mommy answer the phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Platt Insurance Agency, how can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isla: Cooing and Aaahing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPXZ2_tlH8I/AAAAAAAABYg/NGTzPOGwSLA/s1600/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545578055015407554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPXZ2_tlH8I/AAAAAAAABYg/NGTzPOGwSLA/s400/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10 min later.... Ok Ok, I'm done talking on the phone, I'll greet people as they come in! Let me sit up like a big girl so I can see the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPXZU6t0oHI/AAAAAAAABYY/rQxYSSq9NMQ/s1600/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545577469558694002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPXZU6t0oHI/AAAAAAAABYY/rQxYSSq9NMQ/s400/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 min later...Wow working is hard work, time for a power nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPXYtPcpYbI/AAAAAAAABYQ/D8vjKkTJLm4/s1600/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545576787929031090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPXYtPcpYbI/AAAAAAAABYQ/D8vjKkTJLm4/s400/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPXXsNMctyI/AAAAAAAABYI/GuS9Ydqy5dc/s1600/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545575670632724258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPXXsNMctyI/AAAAAAAABYI/GuS9Ydqy5dc/s400/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a peek at what Isla likes to talk about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dea8565322a3fc82" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddea8565322a3fc82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330433783%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F74419272A1E10182CA6417EAA50CCC05B33CD7.467D8F0F5B6E2398527962C7CB355381C15BEFC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddea8565322a3fc82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVHPmjEC1MmOfDmHJibKKGSO2TeU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddea8565322a3fc82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330433783%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F74419272A1E10182CA6417EAA50CCC05B33CD7.467D8F0F5B6E2398527962C7CB355381C15BEFC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddea8565322a3fc82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVHPmjEC1MmOfDmHJibKKGSO2TeU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/8786560963899173815-6284568337271874304?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6284568337271874304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6284568337271874304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6284568337271874304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6284568337271874304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/11/child-labor.html' title='Child Labor??'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPXZ2_tlH8I/AAAAAAAABYg/NGTzPOGwSLA/s72-c/Isla%2BNov%2B2010%2B028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-100444305103444532</id><published>2010-11-29T14:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T14:41:20.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPQUjPJ2r9I/AAAAAAAABYA/emzSpuLDJc4/s1600/daddyandisla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPQUjPJ2r9I/AAAAAAAABYA/emzSpuLDJc4/s400/daddyandisla.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545079636795764690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had an OK Thanksgiving. Isla and I came down with some head colds!! I think it was torture having a head cold during Thanksgiving - I couldn't taste any of the food! Poor Baby I was so stuffed up and fussy I didn't get much sleep either :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried our best to be upbeat, but it was heavenly to just sleep! We were up in Logan this year and had fun chilling with the Uncles and cousin Kairie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I realized I got to be thankful for my baby girl this year! (Still so weird to say!) But she has brought out different personalities in Micah and I. Micah is just amazing juggling work, chores, being a daddy. He just loves Isla and jumps at the opportunity to get a hold of her once he gets off work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's just such a hard worker - even before baby was here he was always on the go. I'm still amazed at how much energy he has. I love that he lets me sleep whenever he's at home, he watches my "lame girly shows" with me. Plays Mario Kart, because that's the only game that I can compete with him in! He also surprised me this past weekend by doing ALL the housework! Ironing, cleaning, organizing, folding clothes, vacuum, etc. The house was spotless when I came home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's to many more Thanksgiving's to come! Can't wait :)&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/8786560963899173815-100444305103444532?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/100444305103444532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=100444305103444532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/100444305103444532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/100444305103444532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful-for.html' title='thankful for...'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TPQUjPJ2r9I/AAAAAAAABYA/emzSpuLDJc4/s72-c/daddyandisla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-730802203534444918</id><published>2010-11-24T13:24:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T13:36:42.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Micah's Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: small; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;A &lt;b&gt;pterygium&lt;/b&gt; is a fleshy growth that invades the cornea (the clear front window of the eye). It is an abnormal process in which the conjunctiva (a membrane that covers the white of the eye) grows into the cornea.&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;A &lt;b&gt;pinguecula&lt;/b&gt; is a yellowish patch or bump on the white of the eye, most often on the side closest to the nose. It is not a tumor but an alteration of normal tissue resulting in a deposit of protein and fat. Unlike a pterygium, a pinguecula does not actually grow onto the cornea. A pinguecula may also be a response to chronic eye irritation or sunlight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Yesterday Micah had eye surgery. Everything went well and it was very successful! They had to scrape off the white/yellow growth and graphed some new eye tissue from the back of the eye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;This had been bothering him for a couple of months, and it was growing a lot. So when he went in to the opthamologist, who was so "impressed" at this growth that he took some pictures so he could put it in his book. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TO101YB8rWI/AAAAAAAABX4/2mtRekFEZB0/s1600/MicahEyeGrowth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TO101YB8rWI/AAAAAAAABX4/2mtRekFEZB0/s400/MicahEyeGrowth.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543215176695459170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to the right of the eye you can see some white tissue&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TO10yYQ0P5I/AAAAAAAABXw/nqrRHEj-tSA/s1600/Micah%2527s%2BEye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TO10yYQ0P5I/AAAAAAAABXw/nqrRHEj-tSA/s400/Micah%2527s%2BEye.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543215125218213778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He had to have some eye dilating drops and just to make sure they got the right eye, they marked "Yes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TO10q3h0tmI/AAAAAAAABXo/6sEMu2k8kWg/s1600/MicahOutofSurgery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TO10q3h0tmI/AAAAAAAABXo/6sEMu2k8kWg/s400/MicahOutofSurgery.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543214996172093026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After surgery he had an eye patch that had some metal on it. looks like he's a robot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how does this happen? Well when Micah was a youngster he played  a lot outside, and loved swimming. Well he had sunburned his eyes so much that years later this popped up. So Micah is a true advocate of sunglasses, hats, and sunscreen for our littleone now. So remember to duct tape those sunglasses and hats to your kiddos heads!!&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/8786560963899173815-730802203534444918?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/730802203534444918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=730802203534444918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/730802203534444918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/730802203534444918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/11/micahs-eye.html' title='Micah&apos;s Eye'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TO101YB8rWI/AAAAAAAABX4/2mtRekFEZB0/s72-c/MicahEyeGrowth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-1094891481656602773</id><published>2010-11-01T15:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T15:15:50.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TM8rD5D7awI/AAAAAAAABXg/7xkT-RCrN50/s1600/Isla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TM8rD5D7awI/AAAAAAAABXg/7xkT-RCrN50/s400/Isla.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534689812918528770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been exactly a month since our lil' bundle of squeaks joined us! And yes, I've been resting and have been a mommy, and slacking on my blogging, facebook, homework, housework, etc. But I'm back!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isla and I started work again today, and she's been doing great (so far) down in the basement sleeping. She slept for 5 hours last night!! I woke up after 3 and wondered what was going on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been up to Logan twice so far, and she's done amazing. I think she likes the uncles and grandpa who dotes on her in the wee hours of the night/morning (they all work grave or swing shift) so she was happy to have someone holding her that was wide awake too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We attended our first sacrament meeting with success, just a big burp in the middle of someone's testimony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah and I are now trained to function on minimal sleep. She trained us good ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's amazing at how when I was home all day long nothing would get done. Well..until 30 minutes before Micah was going to come home I tidied up just a bit :) But now I'm energized to get her room all organized, and our master bedroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I have to catch up on all my other blogging friends to see what has happened in the past month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-1094891481656602773?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/1094891481656602773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=1094891481656602773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1094891481656602773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1094891481656602773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TM8rD5D7awI/AAAAAAAABXg/7xkT-RCrN50/s72-c/Isla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2009559035689117772</id><published>2010-10-20T16:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:38:38.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TL9rNIik1LI/AAAAAAAABXQ/1gY2_cfFWok/s1600/Isla2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TL9rNIik1LI/AAAAAAAABXQ/1gY2_cfFWok/s400/Isla2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530256740809233586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TL9rEjGIwQI/AAAAAAAABXI/1YqvhCl0sOA/s1600/Islatrunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TL9rEjGIwQI/AAAAAAAABXI/1YqvhCl0sOA/s400/Islatrunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530256593318887682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isla had her 2 week appointment yesterday and she is one healthy girl! She's 7lbs14oz, 21.5in, and doing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh when she eats. I try my best to feed her before she get's too hungry, but I'm not perfect. So she gets upset and starts snorting/crying, so when I get her latched on she gets excited she's gulping the milk down so fast she's choking, so I have to pull her off to let her catch her breath, then she gets mad. It's quite the adventure at feeding times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah and I are still adjusting to the no sleeping schedules! We can't wait for the night that she sleeps more than 3-4 hours at a time :) But we're enjoying the newborn stage and seeing her open her eyes longer and longer everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new apartment is amazing - Isla and I can take naps during the day, and Micah can get some sleep whenever he wants. Our neighbors aren't too bad either! We actually live right across the hall from Micah's cousin - Michael Platt. Yes, our poor mailman has to deal with Micah Platt &amp;amp; Michael Platt. We've already had some mail mix ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But poor Michael and his wife Halle - they came over last night and said we had to come and see something. They had MUSHROOMS growing in the corner of the front room. Halle had called back in July to say that they had some water damage, but the property manager didn't get back to her. So Halle kept reporting the same problem, well she went to go and clean and moved her furniture to find the mushrooms growing in the carpet! GROSS. I'm sad that I didn't get a picture of it, but it was disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that has been our exciting lives over the past few weeks. I still need to organize our master bedroom - have you ever noticed that's the last place to get done when you move? It is for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got Isla's baby pics (as you can see) and we're so excited to get them hung up in her bedroom and add another one in the front room! Well got to go and get dinner ready for the man bringing home the bacon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-2009559035689117772?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2009559035689117772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2009559035689117772&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2009559035689117772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2009559035689117772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/10/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TL9rNIik1LI/AAAAAAAABXQ/1gY2_cfFWok/s72-c/Isla2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4381486605234144784</id><published>2010-10-12T13:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:49:56.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS2mrAAHLI/AAAAAAAABXA/tfqHta5YT-E/s1600/Isla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS2mrAAHLI/AAAAAAAABXA/tfqHta5YT-E/s400/Isla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527243418184457394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS2W8xWyNI/AAAAAAAABW4/vB2tl6Xtgk4/s1600/S5030034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS2W8xWyNI/AAAAAAAABW4/vB2tl6Xtgk4/s400/S5030034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527243148076959954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS19q_TNNI/AAAAAAAABWw/sGXbPqtLkmY/s1600/S5030033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS19q_TNNI/AAAAAAAABWw/sGXbPqtLkmY/s400/S5030033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527242713806877906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS1qcI16TI/AAAAAAAABWo/Y8eu5tiVPJo/s1600/Isla+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS1qcI16TI/AAAAAAAABWo/Y8eu5tiVPJo/s400/Isla+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527242383402854706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS1Yu9UFwI/AAAAAAAABWg/PZM-tMHTO9I/s1600/Isla+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS1Yu9UFwI/AAAAAAAABWg/PZM-tMHTO9I/s400/Isla+037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527242079217129218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(*Gaye! We don't have a picture of you and her yet!! We need to correct this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS08_IF4iI/AAAAAAAABWY/mQRLHM3Dy7A/s1600/S5030037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS08_IF4iI/AAAAAAAABWY/mQRLHM3Dy7A/s400/S5030037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527241602520965666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We're so happy to report how wonderful Isla is doing. She's such a good baby and loves snuggling with anyone. We had her first photo shoot with Jacque and can't wait to see the rest of the pictures (the pumpkin one was the only one she sent us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has her daddy's nose, cupids bow lip, and pretty certain his blue eyes. But maybe she has my hair - but then again I was born with black hair, and her's is a dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has been so amazing with helping us out, cooking, cleaning, ironing, etc. My mom got to stay with us for a week and it was great to spend some time with her. Some other news is that we moved. Again. Now that's it's over it's kind of funny. Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been living in the basement apartment and even though it was a great family and amazing ward we just weren't getting an 8 hour block of time to sleep. They had teenagers and they would stay up til 10:30 or 11pm, and then the mom would get up at 5am, then people were up and getting ready until 8:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now we're in Cottonwood Heights in an apartment, that is so quiet :) Mommy and Daddy are now getting some sleep. We are about done with all the unpacking and organizing. But I don't suggest moving with a one week baby! Even though I didn't do anything - lifting, unpacking, organizing. It was still stressful! Now that Isla and I are getting into a routine I'm excited to start exercising and getting my body back in shape!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-4381486605234144784?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4381486605234144784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4381486605234144784&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4381486605234144784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4381486605234144784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/10/isla-love.html' title='Isla Love'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TLS2mrAAHLI/AAAAAAAABXA/tfqHta5YT-E/s72-c/Isla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-1866116472567725637</id><published>2010-10-04T16:02:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:56:55.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla Karla Platt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TKqhtenNUTI/AAAAAAAABWI/Ds9tantJmss/s1600/Isla+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TKqhtenNUTI/AAAAAAAABWI/Ds9tantJmss/s400/Isla+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524405695607034162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TKqhfK7zmkI/AAAAAAAABWA/3SDoor85RlY/s1600/Isla+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TKqhfK7zmkI/AAAAAAAABWA/3SDoor85RlY/s400/Isla+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524405449806551618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TKqhPu2uTXI/AAAAAAAABV4/TYc4aBgvkiw/s1600/Isla+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TKqhPu2uTXI/AAAAAAAABV4/TYc4aBgvkiw/s400/Isla+032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524405184571002226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TKqgzyeOZjI/AAAAAAAABVw/OqKItUISWHY/s1600/Isla+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TKqgzyeOZjI/AAAAAAAABVw/OqKItUISWHY/s400/Isla+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524404704505652786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isla Karla Platt&lt;br /&gt;October 1, 2010&lt;br /&gt;6:50 am&lt;br /&gt;6lbs 15oz&lt;br /&gt;19.5 in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well Isla decided to show up last Friday. We had a doctor's appointment on Wednesday and I wasn't dilated yet, so I was a little dissapointed because I was closed tight with only a week to my due date. But knowing she was still healthier baking inside me we just shrugged our shoulders and was excited for the next appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning at 6 am I woke up with Micah because I had noticed I was leaking a little, Micah was joking that it was probably my water that had just broken. So he must have had the gift of foresight, because around 1 o'clock I called the doctor's office because I had "leaked" through four pads that morning. The nurse called back to say to go into labor and delivery so that they could check if it was my water, or mucus plug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called my boss and told him that I needed to go have some things checked out and I would be back later that afternoon. Needless to say I lied. They promptly told me to change out of my cute high heels and professional work attire because I was going to be having a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still shocked and figured I should probably call Micah once they hooked the Pitocin up to me to get me dilated. Hooping and hollering Micah left the office telling every and anyone that we were having a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact it was posted on Facebook before I could even call my family. That stinker. I'm going to take his phone away, or atleast remove Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 6:30 I was dilated to a 2 and in came the epidural. By 3 am I was finally fully dilated and ready to push. We did some practice pushing without the doctor and she came down fast. I was so excited that it was going to be any moment. But slowly 4:30am, 5am, 6am,6:30am passed by with me pushing and still no baby. She was so close but not moving anywhere, the doctor decided a little help was needed so out came the vacuum and he discovered that her umbilical cord was wrapped under her left arm, around the back of her neck and down the other arm, making her shoulders from being able to go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he popped one of her shoulders out, and she came at 6:50am. I was exhausted from hunger, and from pushing for 2 hours straight. But glad that she was finally out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's healthy and been great at the breastfeeding. We love her so much and can't wait to see more of her personality.&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/8786560963899173815-1866116472567725637?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/1866116472567725637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=1866116472567725637&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1866116472567725637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/1866116472567725637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/10/isla-karla-platt.html' title='Isla Karla Platt'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TKqhtenNUTI/AAAAAAAABWI/Ds9tantJmss/s72-c/Isla+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-356526960134230732</id><published>2010-09-27T10:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T11:03:46.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>38 Weeks</title><content type='html'>So Isla is doing well still, she's just fine baking away in my tummy! Micah is going crazy with all this waiting, he wants to snuggle, kiss, hold, and love her all day long. We're 11 days away from my due date and just doing the same old thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah put the carseat and stroller in the car, mostly because they were taking up room in our apartment. But sad news, the jogging stroller doesn't fit in the trunk!! Micah even tried to put the seats down in the backseat and get it through there, no luck. Micah told me that that was one of the downfalls of jogging strollers that he was reading on reviews, so it's our fault for not hauling the stroller with us when we went looking for a car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My belly is measuring 42 1/2 inches now! It's crazy to think that I have a little baby in there. Even crazier is that we got to hold a newborn last week and I kept thinking, "This is inside me?!" aaahhhh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we'll see if I have progressed any this Wednesday at my doctor appointment. If not she's ok to stay in there (Mommy says so) I have to get ahead of school work, homework, and the dreaded organizing of our Summer/Fall/Winter clothes! &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/8786560963899173815-356526960134230732?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/356526960134230732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=356526960134230732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/356526960134230732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/356526960134230732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/09/38-weeks.html' title='38 Weeks'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2475250254730534281</id><published>2010-09-23T14:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T14:46:35.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Car•KISS•Promotion</title><content type='html'>We've had a busy couple of days! I feel like when people tell me to get as much sleep as possible before baby Isla comes it seems I do the complete opposite! Yes I'm tired. But I'm having a blast with Micah these last couple days/weeks until baby shows up that I don't care anymore!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some crazy calls between the car dealership and the lienholder (insert sigh of frustration through the process...) we finalized our new purchase, a 2010 Chevy Malibu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some discussion of our cash flow budget Micah and I decided that if we could find as many ways as possible to cut our expenses before baby comes then we should do it. So we traded in the jetta because it was coming up to 65,000 miles and would lose another couple grand in value, and there was no warranty. We wanted a car with a warranty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love the car and since it's American made it's cheaper on insurance. We have also sold the Mazda and Micah's AMAZING parents are letting us borrow an extra vehicle they have until we can pay for the Toyota FJ, and get it running :)  So we basically got rid of a car payment, and saved on insurance, woo-hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJu4FM1x-sI/AAAAAAAABUw/alEJsvOvUEc/s1600/2010+Chevy+Malibu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJu4FM1x-sI/AAAAAAAABUw/alEJsvOvUEc/s400/2010+Chevy+Malibu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520208167758330562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night our great friends Abby and Dewey got some tickets to the KISS concert here in Salt Lake. It was so much fun to hang out with them, and even though I only knew a handful of their songs it was fun to get out! Micah was in heaven :) Dewey and him were satisfied with hearing "Doctor Love" we left shortly afterwards and got some yummy dessert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we can now say Isla has been to her first "concert". Abby and I were cracking up over how old the KISS members were with their chest hair, and "moobs" ha ha. But beside that they really were entertaining, nothing too crazy or gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJu4As_4FMI/AAAAAAAABUo/WAYQ2fxsvK4/s1600/KISS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJu4As_4FMI/AAAAAAAABUo/WAYQ2fxsvK4/s400/KISS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520208090491262146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least...Micah got a promotion!!! He is going to be a Commercial Lines Underwriter for the Idaho territory. I'm so excited for him, he's such a hard worker, and his company just loves him! He's ecstatic because he feels like he knows Personal Lines well and wants to learn the Commercial side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and we'll still be here in Utah, his company branch in Draper extends to the Idaho territories. So Isla will get to be by family!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just feel so blessed and grateful right now. So thanks to our families for all their prayers and help!! We LOVE you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-2475250254730534281?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2475250254730534281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2475250254730534281&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2475250254730534281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2475250254730534281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/09/carkisspromotion.html' title='Car•KISS•Promotion'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJu4FM1x-sI/AAAAAAAABUw/alEJsvOvUEc/s72-c/2010+Chevy+Malibu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5261363779541341327</id><published>2010-09-20T13:55:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T15:26:27.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJe-bu4RBwI/AAAAAAAABUY/ffc1mkpWKVQ/s1600/Wedding+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJe-bu4RBwI/AAAAAAAABUY/ffc1mkpWKVQ/s400/Wedding+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519089252015605506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know everyone says it, but I have to say it too...TIME FLIES BY FAST! Can it really be three years since we were married?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can still remember waking up at 6:00 a.m. that morning, Jeff (Micah's bro-in-law) dropping me off to get my hair and makeup done, which I blame my hairstyle on being sooo tired because I had stayed up most of the night chatting with two of my BFF's, Laura and Kiersten, not that it was a horrible hairstyle, it was beautiful, but I should have let it hang down, or half up half down, I was just too tired to really care that morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah came to get me and we were off to the temple! It was surreal driving there, we chatted about every day things and were in great moods, joking around like usual. It really hadn't hit us that we were going to become a family that lasts forever that morning. But we don't get sentimental about that stuff, it's just not our style ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then time sped up as we went through the temple, raced to get dressed and get ready for pictures. Onto the fabulous and yummy luncheon at the Lion House, then we got a little break between then and the reception...during this break a really funny story... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WARNING, this may be TMI FOR SOME EYES****&lt;/span&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;We were to be staying at the Anniversary Inn, Swiss Family Robinson room, yes the bed was up in a tree, and yes the shower was a waterfall. We were laughing our tooshies off.  After a nice little break....micah decided he wanted to soak in the tub/waterfall shower. I just decided to sit on the side and wade my feet in it, because we still had the reception so I couldn't ruin my hair and makeup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah sees a button, "Oooh, a button!" presses said button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now you all now about jetted tubs, the water line has to be past the jets, well it wasn't just yet. So when he pushed the button the water came shooting out like water guns....RIGHT AT MY FACE AND HAIR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My makeup and bobby pins were in a different location at this moment. I tried to do the best I could to repair the damage. Micah is laughing his head off, literally rolling on the ground trying to catch his breathe. I kept shooting him glaring eyes every chance I could get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I ended up laughing too. That whole night it was a inside joke between the two of us, he would give me a glance and a wink and I knew what he was thinking about....my surprised and outraged face as the stream of two water jets hit me head-on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this funny story pretty much made my wedding day a fabulous/great/fantastic one. It was just Micah and I and we still reminisce about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;****END OF STORY****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the day was spent laughing, and seeing old friends at the reception. I hope the food was great, Micah and I didn't get a chance to eat it, but we heard that it was pretty good ;)  We used some of our wedding cash to buy us some Burger King on the way to the Inn that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we were off to our honeymoon the next day, a cruise to the Mexican Riviera. It was so fun, who knew I could have so much fun with one person for 7 whole days. But Micah is one amazing, fun person. I love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we're ready to get this baby out and start making some fun memories with her! Micah couldn't be happier, he is so excited to have a football watching buddy this season, and I couldn't be more happier than to allow her to be that buddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJe-UEsr5BI/AAAAAAAABUQ/2YRuve2SD9k/s1600/Wedding+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJe-UEsr5BI/AAAAAAAABUQ/2YRuve2SD9k/s400/Wedding+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519089120433660946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJe-OdxEH3I/AAAAAAAABUI/4emlH62djBI/s1600/Wedding+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJe-OdxEH3I/AAAAAAAABUI/4emlH62djBI/s400/Wedding+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519089024083697522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So what are we going to do tonight?? A daddy-daughter dance of course! Seriously though. I'm a activities day leader for the 10 year olds, and the dance was scheduled for last Friday, but then it was changed to today. Thinking that it was fine I said that day would work out just fine (I know I'm a horrible wife). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my partner called this morning saying that she has the stomach flu and couldn't make it. So I sat there thinking "What am I going to do?!?!" luckily Micah is a good sport and he's going to come with me to help serve the ICE CREAM SUNDAES - who in the heck would do ice cream sundaes with little girls in their pretty dresses?!? obviously our leader/director does - so that's we're we'll be tonight. But we'll hurry and escape to go grab some dinner somewhere, and laugh at our memorable 3rd year anniversary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Micah got me the sweetest gift, a new addition to my charm bracelet - it's a "mama butterfly" with a "baby butterfly" for becoming a new mommy here soon. Aaaawwww he's so thoughtful!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-5261363779541341327?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5261363779541341327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5261363779541341327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5261363779541341327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5261363779541341327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-years.html' title='3 years'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJe-bu4RBwI/AAAAAAAABUY/ffc1mkpWKVQ/s72-c/Wedding+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5585936140274087564</id><published>2010-09-15T11:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:07:00.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>37 Weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJEZRlOfNOI/AAAAAAAABUA/YaLVb5YBPe8/s1600/Tawni36+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJEZRlOfNOI/AAAAAAAABUA/YaLVb5YBPe8/s400/Tawni36+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517218808346916066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJECUog2UDI/AAAAAAAABT4/HLfGGMOA98s/s1600/Tawni36+weeks.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="text-decoration: none;text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*From Jacque's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;37 Weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We're considered "full term" this week! I've been pretty lucky with an "easy pregnancy" so far--all I can complain about it is the mild heartburn at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I had an appt this morning to check the normal things (sugar content, weight gain,  blood pressure, baby heartbeat) everything is looking great still. We're down to the 1 week appts now - which means that we're counting down days, instead of months--scary!! It went by fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Doc also checked to see if I'm dilated at all --nope --Baby Isla is a good listener already, she's doing the exact opposite with being up, and causing me the shortness of breathe feeling (We told her to stay in the tummy because Micah was gone this week) &lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I also get to go get a flu shot right after work today--which there is a surprisingly big debate with the pregnant world. My doctor encourages it because babies have to be 6 months old to get the flu shot, and if I am breast feeding she can get both the immunity and antibiotics. Plus I am prone to get the flu every Fall season--I haven't had the shot in 4 years, whoops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Baby Weight Estimate: 6 1/3 lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Weight Gain: 27 lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Belly Measurement: 41.5 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;PET PEEVES OF WHAT PEOPLE HAVE TOLD ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I'm sorry hun, she just doesn't look she's going to drop anytime soon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"You don't need to smuggle a watermelon to a picnic..."  (ok, this one was funny too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"At least the weight hasn't gone to your face yet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Looks like your hips are widening" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Don't get too anxious for baby, or else she could come early and have complications"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"You're still working?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Get all the rest you can get now, because once she's here you'll never get a peaceful day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Who knows why people say things to pregnant women. My philosophy is every pregnancy is different, so what was true for somebody else's pregnancy could be total opposite for another. Pregnancy is an amazing thing so why ruin it by saying something unnecessary to the expectant couple??  Oh well I guess people have no filter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;FAVORITE THINGS PEOPLE HAVE TOLD ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"You are the cutest pregnant lady I've ever seen!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"You can still wear high heels? Jealous. I had to stop because my feet swelled up too big at 6 months!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"You have that whole glowing thing people talk about with pregnancy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"She'll be a beautiful one with two good looking parents"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Most people are really nice, but when they aren't it just really "frosts my rockets"! They can ruin a good day fast with horror stories. So just a friendly reminder that NO pregnant person wants to hear about complications, be told they look like they have swollen feet, or that they're carrying twins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-5585936140274087564?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5585936140274087564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5585936140274087564&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5585936140274087564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5585936140274087564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/09/37-weeks.html' title='37 Weeks!'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TJEZRlOfNOI/AAAAAAAABUA/YaLVb5YBPe8/s72-c/Tawni36+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-7176509784426357465</id><published>2010-09-13T12:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T13:18:34.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School is Funny</title><content type='html'>"Back to School, Back to School..." -Billy Madison&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wondered why we take math somedays. The only person I know who uses geometry for their job is my dad. But I haven't come across a person who needs the quadratic formula, or period of a pendulum yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here I sit studying for the test on Wednesday, filling my brain with useless formulas, tricks, and steps to get through my Business Calculus class. The problem is the last math class that I actually did was Math 1050 my senior year of high school. Great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's see if you guys can remember some basic algebra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. 6y²(2y³)²&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. 2x²(x³)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solutions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. 24y^8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. 2x^5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember that when you have a common term "x" that you add the exponents, not multiply them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Factor:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. x² - 5x + 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. x² - x - 20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solutions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. (x - 3)(x - 2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. (x + 4)(x - 5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember how you look at the last number, think to yourself what 2 numbers can multiply to that, and add to equal the middle number?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's pretty much what I'm going through with basic algebra. Well atleast TRYING to remember it all, but in my case I'm re-learning everything all over again. Bummer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atleast my other 2 classes are really easy going. I don't have to go to any testing centers for those, and I can work ahead on my management class (woo hoo!) Then when next semester rolls around I can do full-term of school! I have been part-time for the last couple years - and it's been dragging on. But I can finally just knock all the classes out with Spring semester and Summer semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah all you mom's right now are thinking "You'll never have time now that you'll have a baby" But the thing is I have a husband who gets off of work at 4:30 (Night classes are 5:30 and on) and is determined to have me graduate, even if it means pushing me out the door while he's holding Isla in one hand and a bottle in the other, staying up late to help with homework (oh wait...he already does that...) nagging me if I did my homework, driving me to the testing centers, and proof reads all my papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's really like Micah didn't graduate just yet. He wants to make sure that his name is on my diploma as well, right beneath mine in tiny little writing. Which I'm fine with, he's pretty much taken all my classes that I'm going through right now. I'll get all the help I can! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, Micah left this morning to Michigan. Should I be nervous that he will be teaching at a CSR (Customer Service Representative) Convention that has about 500+ women - compared to 10 men - for 3 whole days?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah...those women have nothing on me and baby Isla!! ha ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-7176509784426357465?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/7176509784426357465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=7176509784426357465&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7176509784426357465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/7176509784426357465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/09/school-is-funny.html' title='School is Funny'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-284098572638191081</id><published>2010-09-08T11:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T12:08:42.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla's First Talk</title><content type='html'>Dear Baby I -&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time is coming that you will soon be here. You're cradle is waiting, clothes washed, diapers are getting stocked up, and the carseat is going to be in the car. But first, we have to go over something important. Your daddy is leaving to Michigan all next week for work, and I know that it's still 2 1/2 weeks away from your due date at that time, but under no circumstances are you to make an appearance yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll be here soon enough, so just make sure to stay and bake in my tummy. If I have to stand upside down and rest in bed all next week I'll do it! I'll even take you being a few days over the due date just to ensure Daddy being here! (yes, I'm that willing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're excited to meet you, but make sure that Daddy is here when you decide to come because I don't think I can handle him not being there holding my hand and whispering that he loves me. And we all know that he would be heartbroken not being able to see you right away, and being stuck in airplanes not being able to get here faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-284098572638191081?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/284098572638191081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=284098572638191081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/284098572638191081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/284098572638191081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/09/islas-first-talk.html' title='Isla&apos;s First Talk'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4644263036475373198</id><published>2010-09-05T19:39:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:03:06.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Coyote Rescue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRN8wyQjOI/AAAAAAAABTY/jjgMOfe2xBo/s1600/sold.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRKR7sTeLI/AAAAAAAABTI/LZaOnfEZLPA/s1600/white.jpg"&gt;The Coyote&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRNCIbzHkI/AAAAAAAABTQ/YHoywineFWA/s1600/doors+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRKR7sTeLI/AAAAAAAABTI/LZaOnfEZLPA/s1600/white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRKR7sTeLI/AAAAAAAABTI/LZaOnfEZLPA/s320/white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513613515750078642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A long time ago in the fall of 1973 a young man purchased a Toyota Landcruiser FJ-40. This was introduced as the &lt;/span&gt;"Go Anywhere, Do Anything" vehicle.  In an effort to do just that he went up a steep hill. He lost control and on the way down eventually rolled his new vehicle having only put 1800 miles on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa more commonly known as Stuke helped run U&amp;amp;S Motors in Cedar City Utah. Hearing of the accident he found where the wrecked truck was. He acquired the Toyota through a salvage sale and began to work.  He eventually fixed the FJ and it began a new life, deer hunting, helping the Lion's Club and exploring all over southern Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His daughters were very fond of this as well. Gaye drove this all around Central Utah while teaching at Millard High school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa said there was a problem though, whenever my Aunt Mar got close to it the doors would fly off even if she just drove for a few blocks to the high school (I think I'll have the same problem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRNCIbzHkI/AAAAAAAABTQ/YHoywineFWA/s1600/doors+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRNCIbzHkI/AAAAAAAABTQ/YHoywineFWA/s320/doors+off.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513616542827486786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the Coyote had a famous career and each of us Platt Kids learned to drive in it. Camie, Brittany, and Me. I was too young to work the clutch, but I would sit on my dad's lap as he worked the gears as I tried to keep us from driving over a juniper tree on the old mining road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRN8wyQjOI/AAAAAAAABTY/jjgMOfe2xBo/s1600/sold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRN8wyQjOI/AAAAAAAABTY/jjgMOfe2xBo/s320/sold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513617550091521250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well a long time passed and the coyote was no longer ours. It was sold to one of Grandpa's neighbors, Bud Garfield. He and his son loved it and worked on it and kept it in great condition. He in fact bought another FJ and installed a new hardtop and spruced it up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRO2siv91I/AAAAAAAABTg/oTT-HuhVmBI/s1600/excited.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud owned it for almost ten years and I missed the coyote all those years. Time came and went, I served a mission in Mexico, lived in New Jersey and California, sold a jeep bought another one ended up selling that one too. Got married, moved to Salt Lake, got a big boy job and found out we were expecting our first baby. HI ISLA I HOPE YOU READ THIS STORY SOME DAY CAUSE I'M SURE YOU'LL BE DRIVING IT TOO ONE DAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRO2siv91I/AAAAAAAABTg/oTT-HuhVmBI/s1600/excited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRO2siv91I/AAAAAAAABTg/oTT-HuhVmBI/s320/excited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513618545385142098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I go the idea after all of this to call up Bud and see if he still had the Toy.  He said he did and that he had too many projects so it was just sitting in a field out at his horse property. My dad checked it out and said it would be worth buying as it was in great shape and only has 30,000 original miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after some haggling over price we decided to buy it for a slight profit over what he had gotten it from Stuke almost 10 years ago. More than a generous deal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally we set off on a day that will live in infamy. The day the COYOTE gets rescued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRJBKLdC3I/AAAAAAAABS4/WAwq5NLTFJM/s1600/S5030014.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIAiJ53cI/AAAAAAAABRo/ox05CQlKQkI/s1600/white.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIBMTus-I/AAAAAAAABRw/Ka4zy-kfwmI/s1600/S5030003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIBMTus-I/AAAAAAAABRw/Ka4zy-kfwmI/s320/S5030003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513611029129376738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom came along for the trip She's helping to finance it for me, and we had a great chat on our drive. You never get tired of mommy time no matter how old you are.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRICBL-71I/AAAAAAAABSA/4_VYO81EHi4/s1600/S5030005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRICBL-71I/AAAAAAAABSA/4_VYO81EHi4/s320/S5030005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513611043323965266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So with title in hand and a trailer behind the red truck. We went to break the Coyote out of jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIBpch5kI/AAAAAAAABR4/jF_vLgbsKY8/s1600/S5030004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIBpch5kI/AAAAAAAABR4/jF_vLgbsKY8/s320/S5030004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513611036950914626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were killer attack goats that we had to negotiate with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRSS2IquTI/AAAAAAAABTo/t0ms5-gqJbE/s1600/S5030006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRSS2IquTI/AAAAAAAABTo/t0ms5-gqJbE/s320/S5030006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513622327531321650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then hidden behind a sheep camp trailer there it was in all its glory!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIyrlZcpI/AAAAAAAABSQ/bq8JhPWcHgM/s1600/S5030007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIyrlZcpI/AAAAAAAABSQ/bq8JhPWcHgM/s320/S5030007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513611879338570386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Face time with the free Coyote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIzFrcfVI/AAAAAAAABSY/uuDCkq40e-8/s1600/S5030009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIzFrcfVI/AAAAAAAABSY/uuDCkq40e-8/s320/S5030009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513611886343257426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; With Bud helping me steer I used a hand winch to pull the Toy up onto the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;That's Bud behind the toy, nicest guy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIzoKDXGI/AAAAAAAABSg/Nu7V-gA1qa4/s1600/S5030010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRIzoKDXGI/AAAAAAAABSg/Nu7V-gA1qa4/s320/S5030010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513611895598439522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took three full rounds with the winch moving ten feet at a time to get it all loaded up. Yeah I broke a sweat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRI0J6KxqI/AAAAAAAABSo/khlWNub7hC4/s1600/S5030011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRI0J6KxqI/AAAAAAAABSo/khlWNub7hC4/s320/S5030011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513611904658622114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally up on the trailer we had the Coyote back in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRJBiAGUKI/AAAAAAAABTA/e1QV6-OBOyI/s1600/S5030015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRJBiAGUKI/AAAAAAAABTA/e1QV6-OBOyI/s320/S5030015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513612134464245922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and me with the Coyote a little different color but no worse for wear. Both grinning from ear to ear. I hadn't been this giddy for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRJBKLdC3I/AAAAAAAABS4/WAwq5NLTFJM/s1600/S5030014.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And thus ends the tail of the lost Coyote. I think back about the path it took and probably the necessary round about way it had to come back into our lives. If I would have had this in High School I wouldn't have loved it like I do now. I don't know if I had owned it before the mission if it would have "Waited" for me. If I had it when I was first married I probably would have sold it for something more stylish. If I would have owned this when we first found out we were pregnant I would have sold it for something baby safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the end of the day this is the right time and the right place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you to everyone that made this happen. Thank you Bud so much for still having the Yota and loving it almost as much as I do. Thank you Mom and Dad for helping track this down and financing it for me. Thank you my Sisters for loving this as much as I did growing up and pushing me to find it. Thank you Aunt Mar for not loosing the doors to the Toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT FIRST AND FOREMOST THANK YOU SO MUCH MY SWEET BABY FOR INDULGING ME, LETTING US SELL OUR CARS AND GET YOU SOMETHING BABY SAFE, LETTING ME TAKE TIME TO GO TO CEDAR TO PICK IT UP, AND MOSTLY FOR KNOWING THAT I AM AND WILL FOREVER BE THE FIVE YEAR OLD LITTLE KID SITTING ON DAD'S LAP DRIVING THROUGH THE JUNIPERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRJBKLdC3I/AAAAAAAABS4/WAwq5NLTFJM/s1600/S5030014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRJBKLdC3I/AAAAAAAABS4/WAwq5NLTFJM/s320/S5030014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513612128069421938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Welcome Home Coyote!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8786560963899173815-4644263036475373198?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4644263036475373198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4644263036475373198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4644263036475373198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4644263036475373198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/09/operation-coyote-rescue.html' title='Operation Coyote Rescue'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIRKR7sTeLI/AAAAAAAABTI/LZaOnfEZLPA/s72-c/white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-564152653690672541</id><published>2010-09-03T14:07:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T14:26:40.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi Night &amp; Belly Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who loves sushi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who doesn't love the price of sushi?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well we have some great friends (The Steadmans) that have all the equipment, and know some great fish places here in SLC. So we did a Kung-Fu-Samurai-Sushi-Night and we made our own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFWbhSoBaI/AAAAAAAABRg/LMSmQvHeP3o/s1600/S5030001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFWbhSoBaI/AAAAAAAABRg/LMSmQvHeP3o/s400/S5030001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512782449671144866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Micah rolling some sushi after Dan (in the red) showed him the technique. Micah got it down quick, and was making some yummy, and some interesting, sushi rolls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFWRoQSdGI/AAAAAAAABRY/J5BKwtEaTBM/s1600/S5030004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFWRoQSdGI/AAAAAAAABRY/J5BKwtEaTBM/s400/S5030004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512782279741699170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's some of our ending sushi rolls. There was 3 of us couples, each couple paid $20 and we were stuffed full of sushi! I was in heaven...Some might gag at the thought of raw fish. But I l.o.v.e. sushi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFWH1VEjoI/AAAAAAAABRQ/_wbT7mazUEs/s1600/S5030005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFWH1VEjoI/AAAAAAAABRQ/_wbT7mazUEs/s400/S5030005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512782111452728962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been horrible at taking pictures lately. But here's the other couple, and Dan's wife below. They all have little girls already, so we decided we could hang out with them since they're pros at raising cute princesses. We'll need all the tips, and advice we can get!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFV9RXpsxI/AAAAAAAABRI/OSCYlG5jpEw/s1600/S5030007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFV9RXpsxI/AAAAAAAABRI/OSCYlG5jpEw/s400/S5030007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512781930001183506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally the belly pic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're 35 weeks today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Weight: 5 1/4 lbs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've gained: 25 lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belly Measurement: 40 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heartburn: At nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swollen feet: Not yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping: Not that well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excited: Heck YES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFVug5-wWI/AAAAAAAABRA/ZEA3zVoiJGQ/s1600/S5030008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFVug5-wWI/AAAAAAAABRA/ZEA3zVoiJGQ/s400/S5030008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512781676473663842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-564152653690672541?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/564152653690672541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=564152653690672541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/564152653690672541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/564152653690672541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/09/sushi-night-belly-pic.html' title='Sushi Night &amp; Belly Pic'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TIFWbhSoBaI/AAAAAAAABRg/LMSmQvHeP3o/s72-c/S5030001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-2820801262460208228</id><published>2010-08-30T11:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:00:18.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Wishes.</title><content type='html'>When I was in Highschool I would tell myself that I would love to be married to someone who wore a button-down shirt and tie to work. Very professional looking. How naive was I?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I got my dream - my hubby works in a tie and shirt Monday-Friday. Then add in another tie and shirt for Sunday. Oh wait, he just got called to be the Young Men's Secretary - so occasionally another tie and shirt for meetings, and this week is the Court of Honor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's see if my maths correct...that equals 6 shirts every week to be washed, laundered, and ironed (pants too) and maybe 7 shirts on some weeks. Now some may be asking "Well why can't you just drop them off at the dry cleaners?"- that would be great...if it was in our budget! That would be heavenly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I wish I could go back in time and bop me on the head for EVER wishing for a husband who works in a tie and shirt for their job. Because the reality it, who's going to be ironing and washing those professional looking attire? Oh yes - THE WIFE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well...I have to get back to ironing my pile of death now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-2820801262460208228?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/2820801262460208228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=2820801262460208228&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2820801262460208228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/2820801262460208228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/08/silly-wishes.html' title='Silly Wishes.'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-3553438690991903397</id><published>2010-08-18T10:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:51:50.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kairie Jensen-Page</title><content type='html'>Has it been a year already since this little doodle-bopper was born?! It's gone by so fast and I couldn't of asked for a happier niece!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have learned that Kairie is not one for crawling on all fours, she does this "Quasimodo" crawl that looks so silly. But it gets her from point A to point B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her favorite person is her Grandpa Kenny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves clapping her hands together, and then making people clap their own hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's always soooo happy. I'm not kidding, not once when we took her out and about for some pics did she fuss or cry. About 3/4 of the pics were just her giggling, and playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves to dance to music. She even danced when we sang her "Happy Birthday".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has us all wrapped around her little finger, and none of us mind one bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Kairie!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGwNENXFUPI/AAAAAAAABQw/hbmjha5V750/s1600/Kairie+2010+168"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGwNENXFUPI/AAAAAAAABQw/hbmjha5V750/s400/Kairie+2010+168" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506790810324390130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGwM7AbjN3I/AAAAAAAABQo/lmolCMSx-2w/s1600/KairieBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGwM7AbjN3I/AAAAAAAABQo/lmolCMSx-2w/s400/KairieBW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506790652234643314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGwKV2zcDgI/AAAAAAAABQg/o8QDXivN6GU/s1600/Kairie+2010+60"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGwKV2zcDgI/AAAAAAAABQg/o8QDXivN6GU/s400/Kairie+2010+60" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506787814972067330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-3553438690991903397?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/3553438690991903397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=3553438690991903397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3553438690991903397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3553438690991903397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/08/kairie-jensen-page.html' title='Kairie Jensen-Page'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGwNENXFUPI/AAAAAAAABQw/hbmjha5V750/s72-c/Kairie+2010+168' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-9192035859445961090</id><published>2010-08-16T22:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:59:46.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla's Room</title><content type='html'>We finally finished! It's a small room measuring 6x11 feet, but we love how it turned out. Micah was an amazing daddy when he painted the crib, we thought about buying spray paint cans but we used a power paint sprayer instead (saving our fingers, time, and lots and lots of spray paint cans everywhere) We used KILZ primer, low VOC yellow paint, and a water-based sealer on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be putting two 11x14 pictures on the back wall when we get her newborn pics taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506230166897037954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGoPKd1wEoI/AAAAAAAABQI/yb1IhtulVec/s400/Kairie+2010+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to one of our favorite places, Ikea, to get the dresser and armoire. The hardest part was trying to figure out how everything would fit without making it look TOO cramped and cluttered (but that's hard when you're working with 6x11 feet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506230673580145314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGoPn9YauqI/AAAAAAAABQQ/1JdFuUEINug/s400/Kairie+2010+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until she moves into her room we have her cradle all set up in our room. Complete with her "womb sounds" bear. Which Micah really doesn't like, he says it sounds like aliens are in our bedroom ready to abduct him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGoQM5jIilI/AAAAAAAABQY/7LEK0XBDeTA/s1600/Kairie+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506231308206508626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGoQM5jIilI/AAAAAAAABQY/7LEK0XBDeTA/s400/Kairie+2010+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm glad we started on this early on in the pregnancy. My lower back kills whenever I do anything now. Including folding laundry and organizing! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We've made it to 33 weeks so far and still doing great :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-9192035859445961090?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/9192035859445961090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=9192035859445961090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/9192035859445961090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/9192035859445961090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/08/islas-room.html' title='Isla&apos;s Room'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TGoPKd1wEoI/AAAAAAAABQI/yb1IhtulVec/s72-c/Kairie+2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4985491029788385298</id><published>2010-08-09T11:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:36:43.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From Auntie Brit</title><content type='html'>Brit is always so thoughtful in anything she does. We're so lucky to have her in our lives and she's just so talented! She just finished her gift to Baby Isla-- her own lullaby. And yes, our eyes glazed over with tears last night at dinner when she gave it to us. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I stole from Brit's blog (thanks Brit!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, fantasy; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(7, 55, 99); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(17, 51, 85); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bandmgardner.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-my-niece.html" style="color: rgb(7, 55, 99); text-decoration: none; display: block; font-weight: bold; "&gt;For My Niece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's that time again, time for another cousin to be welcomed into my family. This time, the parents are my "little" brother Micah and his wife Tawni. Their baby girl, Isla Karla Platt, is due to arrive this October, and in keeping with tradition, I have written a lullaby for her. Just finished it yesterday. Some day I'll figure out how to post the mp3, but for now I'll just have to share the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softness veils the earth, Quiet’s all around&lt;br /&gt;I hold you close to me; I dare not make a sound&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are closed in slumber, so sweet and innocent&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and think about you how are heaven-sent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: You know what they say, all we have is today&lt;br /&gt;So hold me close to you&lt;br /&gt;I loved you before and I will evermore, Baby you know it’s true&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that every baby is a gift from above&lt;br /&gt;They say that with a child your heart learns how to love&lt;br /&gt;They say the years go racing past, so quick and oh so fast&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is you are mine and our love’s gonna last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I’m not quite certain the things I’m s’pposed to say&lt;br /&gt;Or how to do or what to do to make it through the day&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I love you, my tiny Little One&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do my best to show that love, for it’s my heart you have won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Isla&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like this lullaby I wrote for you. As your Auntie, I am filled with love for you and your whole family. This song was written with that love in mind, and it has some special meaning in it for you and your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your special chord is an e79 chord (spelled egbdf# on the piano). This chord is jazzy and not exactly like the other chords in the song. It adds interest and beauty by being different and complex, a lot like the way your dad, Micah, adds interest and depth in our family. This chord is not used in any of the other cousins’ lullabies; it is your special harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lullaby has three verses to honor your place as the third person in your family, and it also uses a D7 chord, to honor your place as the seventh grandchild to Gramma and Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words were written mostly for you, but also for your mom Tawni. They convey the depth of love and uncertainty that many new moms feel. All we know is that we love our little children and want to do the best for them, even if we’re not sure about how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re also referred to as My Little One, a term found only in the lullabies of Aspen and Della, as the three of you are the first children and oldest daughters in each of your families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to meet you and to watch you teach your mom and dad how to be parents. They love you so much already; as do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affectionately,&lt;br /&gt;Auntie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-4985491029788385298?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4985491029788385298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4985491029788385298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4985491029788385298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4985491029788385298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/08/from-auntie-brit.html' title='From Auntie Brit'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-5924781857425530821</id><published>2010-08-05T11:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:49:01.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Him</title><content type='html'>You can call me a lil' girl. But I miss my hubby! He's only been gone for a day now, but it seems like forever. He went to Priest camp to Southern Utah to hike the subway (it's near the narrows) until late Saturday night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss him doing silly stupid things that keep us up until midnight or later, even though we get up to work at 6:30 or 7 am the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lower back and feet miss his massages!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My phone at work misses his calls during the day. Even if it's not to talk to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Isla misses his pokes and voice through my belly...ok maybe not, he likes to antagonize  her already by rudely yelling at her, and poking her awake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tummy misses his cooking (yes he's the better cook in our relationship)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it may seem silly missing him only after a day, and some people have to go weeks, or months without seeing their spouse. But I do miss him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now what to do at nights when I get home from work?! Hmmm organize, laundry, and ironing sounds good to me. &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/8786560963899173815-5924781857425530821?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/5924781857425530821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=5924781857425530821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5924781857425530821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/5924781857425530821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/08/missing-him.html' title='Missing Him'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-4274130438753046822</id><published>2010-07-30T11:28:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T12:16:16.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved already :)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night Micah's sister, Brittany, threw me a baby shower :) It was so good to see great friends and family that ventured out. Isla is loved and spoiled already! I forgot my camera, so I'll probably steal pics from Brit when she posts them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah put together the travel system last night, and was so excited that he was pushing it everywhere in our place...and our place is by no means spacious, so he did a lot of laps ;) He's also putting in some tire goo because the biggest complaint about this jogger stroller was flat tires. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cradle still needs to be assembled, but I think I'll leave that up to Micah again! Not that I'm not capable, but Micah loves to do those things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Do you see that blue blanket on the couch - to the right of the pic? Grandma Pink made that blanket when Micah was a youngin' and Gaye has been storing it in her cedar chest all this time. I love that the Platt's think of these things so early on in life :) Isla will love it because it's a silky-type of material and so soft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brit is still finishing up her gift...but I won't give it away because it is so amazing what she does for the new babies in the family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMOMQDejMI/AAAAAAAABQA/OPCUIL1aShY/s1600/DSCF2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMOMQDejMI/AAAAAAAABQA/OPCUIL1aShY/s400/DSCF2062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499755173580278978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, I've been promising pictures of Baby I's room...still not quite finished, but you can see what it looks like right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the before pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMN1Cb7_9I/AAAAAAAABP4/LcIbfleQu9s/s1600/S5030070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMN1Cb7_9I/AAAAAAAABP4/LcIbfleQu9s/s400/S5030070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499754774787784658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the "after" pic. Paint, new light, and carpet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clothes, toys, and clothes everywhere right now. I've organized that pile too. I've found that babies come with a lot of stuff EVERYWHERE! ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMNOykjaCI/AAAAAAAABPw/wo6S-vX5cWE/s1600/DSCF2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMNOykjaCI/AAAAAAAABPw/wo6S-vX5cWE/s400/DSCF2061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499754117693925410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But here is a good before and after pic, this is our "office nook" right outside of Isla's room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMMo49uBuI/AAAAAAAABPg/rWZ8gQHS9CY/s400/S5030067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499753466575062754" /&gt;After:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMM1YpgNVI/AAAAAAAABPo/JQqnQlFQm5E/s1600/DSCF2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMM1YpgNVI/AAAAAAAABPo/JQqnQlFQm5E/s400/DSCF2059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499753681238635858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Micah spray painted the wicker baskets, painted his old desk and put new hardware on it. Sooo much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We FINALLY get to do the crib this weekend!! So I'll get to posting that pic when we paint it and get the armoire and clothes all organized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-4274130438753046822?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/4274130438753046822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=4274130438753046822&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4274130438753046822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/4274130438753046822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/07/loved-already.html' title='Loved already :)'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TFMOMQDejMI/AAAAAAAABQA/OPCUIL1aShY/s72-c/DSCF2062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-6197865340670952572</id><published>2010-07-27T15:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:58:05.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>I love my wedding ring. Even though I couldn't see it when Micah proposed to me because it was dark and there was only candlelight around us (I was too excited to examine it). Micah did such an amazing job designing the ring :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had told him I wanted an emerald cut, and something vintage with pavet diamonds in it. This is what he came up with:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TE9OzrgIT7I/AAAAAAAABPY/ZF6WhgCpSG8/s1600/engagement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TE9OzrgIT7I/AAAAAAAABPY/ZF6WhgCpSG8/s400/engagement.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498700319800446898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry you can't see it that well. But this is about the only picture I have of my first wedding ring. Yep you read that right, my FIRST one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a nanny in San Diego and the oldest kid, who was 6, decided that it would be much prettier going down the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now you may be asking "Why did you just leave it out?" You see I was a nanny, and I didn't wear my ring 24/7 because I was constantly putting sunblock on kids, cleaning up, wiping snot...etc. So I would leave it in my jewelry case when I was going to be at work all day. I had thought that it was out of harms way with a 6, 4, and 2 year old in the house (My mistake, nothing is ever safe from little kids) and thought nothing of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I went to go get my ring out of the jewelry case I had noticed a chair beside the armoire, and my jewelry case had been pulled to the side..."Oh no. no. no. no. no." I was thinking to myself. Because earlier that morning the little terd was in my room and I kept hearing the toilet flush over and over again. So I yelled at him from downstairs to get out of my room and to finish getting ready for school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep. Sure enough the little terd had flushed my wedding ring down the toilet. He confessed when I picked him up from school later that day. He didn't have an explanation as to why he did flush it (he shrugged his shoulders and looked away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well good thing that Micah's dad is an insurance agent and thinks about these things constantly. He had made sure that the ring was on Micah's rental policy when he purchased it. Whenever you schedule something on your homeowner's or rental policy it covers stolen or lost property that is valuable. But you need to get it appraised of the value, and send it in to your insurance company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after we had filed a claim, and called the man who made the first one to make a second one it was ready to be picked up a month later. This time around I decided to not get all three rings connected together, and a little bigger diamond (our appraisal on the ring was more money than what we originally paid, so the insurance sent us out what it was appraised at, not what we paid) But we never got the new ring appraised...I just didn't want to part with it I guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm am ring-less right now because we dropped it off yesterday. My hand feels sooo bare without it. Micah teases me that I'm not a married woman, and he can now take advantage of an "un-married woman" ha ha. NOT. I beat him up with pillows when he jokes like that!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TE9OlkwhFsI/AAAAAAAABPA/Z6TbIJi0ysw/s1600/newring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TE9OlkwhFsI/AAAAAAAABPA/Z6TbIJi0ysw/s400/newring.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498700077471962818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's a lesson about not leaving anything valuable out for kids, and to make sure that your ring is scheduled on your homeowner's or rental policy. Because you never know when it could be lost...or flushed down the toilet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-6197865340670952572?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/6197865340670952572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=6197865340670952572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6197865340670952572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/6197865340670952572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/07/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TE9OzrgIT7I/AAAAAAAABPY/ZF6WhgCpSG8/s72-c/engagement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-872635260630709496</id><published>2010-07-20T11:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T11:30:50.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>I'm sooo tired! I feel like the energizer bunny! This past friday we left to Tuba City Arizona to pick up my mom, we we're in the car for 3 hours on Friday, 12 hours on Saturday, and 3 hours on Sunday. Which equals killer lower back pain with baby. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've hit the 28/29th week with baby! She's an active baby, always kicking and moving. Acid reflux is still there which makes Tums my other love in life. My belly is now 38.5 inches around :) and my belly button is flush with my tummy (soooo silly looking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stretch marks have come. Not on my tummy, but little ones on my HIPS! I stormed out of the bathroom to show Micah. I was so mad! How dare they go on my hips! Now I know that my hips are widening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom bought us some clothes and little shoes. I love little shoes. I know they don't wear them hardly at all when there tiny, but there so cute!!! Isla now has her first pair of mocassins from the reservation, little pink ones, that I will keep forever :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures to come. But I think I need to get some rest!!&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-872635260630709496?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/872635260630709496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=872635260630709496&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/872635260630709496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/872635260630709496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-3825949882331271982</id><published>2010-07-12T14:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T15:02:48.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Birthday Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDuB-A5sWiI/AAAAAAAABOw/dPcKIrUI6sI/s1600/Stumpypuppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDuB-A5sWiI/AAAAAAAABOw/dPcKIrUI6sI/s400/Stumpypuppies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493127072902306338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No...we're not getting a puppy ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Stumpy's kiddos! Born on my birthday July 11!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just received a text message and picture of his and his girlfriend/wife Gezzabelle's litter. 3 girls, 3 boys. 2 whites, 2 blacks, and 2 salt n peppers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love that him and Tika went to this family. They give us updates on the dogs all the time, like how they go camping all the time, how there doing, etc.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll get to go see them here in about 3 - 4 weeks when they're moving around some more!&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/8786560963899173815-3825949882331271982?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/3825949882331271982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=3825949882331271982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3825949882331271982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/3825949882331271982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-birthday-surprise.html' title='Another Birthday Surprise!'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDuB-A5sWiI/AAAAAAAABOw/dPcKIrUI6sI/s72-c/Stumpypuppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-494163651308105378</id><published>2010-07-12T12:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:53:11.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>I have been HORRIBLE at taking pictures lately. Like this weekend, it was my birthday and I didn't take one picture. Call it laziness ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But 23 years old seems weird. When I was in High School it seemed forever away, and now all of a sudden it just came out of nowhere. But I tried to think back to what I envisioned I would be at 23. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would be graduated from College&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would be thinking about getting married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have traveled to different countries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd have a SWEET sports car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would be working in a big city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd have money to save and shop for cute clothes ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But life doesn't always turn out how you would think when you were a teenager:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met an amazing guy age 17, who turned out to be my husband at age 20.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have traveled within the U.S. with my hubby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've lived in 5 different places in 3 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We live near a "big" city, but don't work there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drive a very safety enhanced VW Jetta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're expecting our first baby in Oct (aaahhh crazy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have 8 classes left til graduation (woo hoo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our savings go toward more important things, not shopping ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't be more happier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is also special because it's been 5 years since Micah and I met, I was still a "baby" at age 17, and he was just off his mission. A week later I wasn't jail-bait and it was ok to ask me out on a date. We just LOVE July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you know we went to San Diego, and that was a big part of my birthday. I received some shopping $$ from the Platts, and I also got my Oakley Restless Sunglasses, that I still love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDtblkymOaI/AAAAAAAABOo/iu-p-MUqCm8/s1600/OakleySpecialEdition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDtblkymOaI/AAAAAAAABOo/iu-p-MUqCm8/s400/OakleySpecialEdition.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493084871597636002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad got me a JVC camcorder, which is great because now we can film baby Isla every moment now ;)  Don't worry, it won't be used during labor. Just after when she's all cleaned up and ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDtbL1h34UI/AAAAAAAABOg/tZYcWp19ZMc/s1600/JVC+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDtbL1h34UI/AAAAAAAABOg/tZYcWp19ZMc/s400/JVC+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493084429414293826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Micah spoiled me and took me out to dinner Friday night at Hamiltons in Logan, and I got some yummy homemade crepes for my birthday breakfast! Not to mention him painting and installing lights in the baby room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so worn out from this weekend! We got to go and hang out with the Platts at Bear Lake with their boat, got some sun (Micah got too much sun) and hang out with friends later that night for a BBQ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm officially spoiled! Or loved :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786560963899173815-494163651308105378?l=micahandtawni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/feeds/494163651308105378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8786560963899173815&amp;postID=494163651308105378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/494163651308105378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786560963899173815/posts/default/494163651308105378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micahandtawni.blogspot.com/2010/07/23.html' title='23'/><author><name>The Platt's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02005736393575210504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/S7pMsgEbHqI/AAAAAAAABEY/c8aS7grm2b8/S220/mandt5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDtblkymOaI/AAAAAAAABOo/iu-p-MUqCm8/s72-c/OakleySpecialEdition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786560963899173815.post-3403797534861293281</id><published>2010-07-08T09:23:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:17:39.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday, Golfing, and Eclipse</title><content type='html'>First off Happy "Twin" Birthday to my brother Travis (in the middle), actually these are all my brothers since they come like locusts and clean out food anywhere they go ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yes, we're "twins" he turned 22 on July 7, and I turn 23 July 11. So I get teased by him for those couple of days that I can't boss him around because he's the same age as me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDX1mjOleZI/AAAAAAAABOY/LUCr1U8GHVs/s1600/Travee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDX1mjOleZI/AAAAAAAABOY/LUCr1U8GHVs/s400/Travee2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491565363288439186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're 27 weeks along and still doing great. Little Isla is keeping up with the golfing and she's contributed to my driver swing, I have more momentum in the front and can hit farther now! I'm averaging 240-250 yards! Thanks Baby I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only problem is I'm having a harder time teeing my ball up, and picking my ball up from the hole. Good thing I have plenty of gentleman around to do silly things like that for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDX1fOdK0II/AAAAAAAABOQ/IL-JLfZCqNA/s1600/S5030178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tgDHMeQx5gQ/TDX1fOdK0II/AAAAAAAABOQ/IL-JLfZCqNA/s400/S5030178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491565237453377666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On a side note: Belly's look weird! Some people think they are just beautiful thi
