<?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-8165835143214339362</id><updated>2012-02-13T19:28:24.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meyers Family Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7942960596068068771</id><published>2012-02-13T18:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T19:28:24.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday Drew Drew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BkJ83AQUesk/TznKDZ2yl6I/AAAAAAAAAng/CO7yU3eNRKg/s1600/DSC05333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708816162497927074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BkJ83AQUesk/TznKDZ2yl6I/AAAAAAAAAng/CO7yU3eNRKg/s320/DSC05333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QejTXOV5_lw/TznKDLdpzSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/yChjMZgVWhY/s1600/DSC05323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708816158634396962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QejTXOV5_lw/TznKDLdpzSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/yChjMZgVWhY/s320/DSC05323.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/-ECtLx-sTZ0k/TznKCuj1XvI/AAAAAAAAAnM/boHpXVvcO7s/s1600/DSC05313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708816150875692786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECtLx-sTZ0k/TznKCuj1XvI/AAAAAAAAAnM/boHpXVvcO7s/s320/DSC05313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Best Buddy, Cali Bach and me of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjnHdQTaREI/TznKB6fwX6I/AAAAAAAAAnA/XnRq9-13CSM/s1600/DSC05306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708816136899944354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjnHdQTaREI/TznKB6fwX6I/AAAAAAAAAnA/XnRq9-13CSM/s320/DSC05306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fjf6Ww5vJ0Q/TznKBlK1_oI/AAAAAAAAAm0/fjAu8yFREx0/s1600/DSC05270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708816131175087746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fjf6Ww5vJ0Q/TznKBlK1_oI/AAAAAAAAAm0/fjAu8yFREx0/s320/DSC05270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm sorry it has been so long again. My mommy just can't keep up with the blog. Since my last post, we have had Thanksgiving, Christmas, my birthday, and Valentines Day is tomorrow. We had a wonderful Christmas. We went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gpa&lt;/span&gt; Meyers on Christmas Eve and then had a busy Christmas Day at our house and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer's&lt;/span&gt;. Josie and I got what we wanted from Santa. I got a train table and a Stop sign and Josie got a kitchen set. We were very content with the very little things that we got under the tree from Mommy and daddy and then when my parents told us that Santa had left presents in the play room, Josie and I were even more excited. We played all day, but Josie was not feeling very well. She was running a fever and not her fun playful self. That night we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer's&lt;/span&gt; and got to open more presents. I got two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nerf&lt;/span&gt; guns and they are so awesome to play with. The days following Christmas Josie still was not feeling well and had to go to the Dr. She had a really bad sinus infection. It was so bad she had snot coming out of her eyes. It was gross. After 17 days of an antibiotic and some steroids due to her getting croup, she was on her way to getting better. Only to find out 4 weeks later, she got croup again. Mommy has started her back on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Prevacid&lt;/span&gt; because the doctor has explained that constant croup goes along with acid reflux. I guess time will tell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Christmas, we had my4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party. I was kind of crabby when people started arriving as mommy had to wake me up. I was so crabby that mommy let me open a present from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; Meyers as soon as they walked in. I guess after that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; somebody walked in I thought it was okay to grab their present and open it. Nobody got to see all the cool presents that I got. Mommy feels bad because she didn't even know who to thank for what. Here is my THANK YOU to everyone for coming and bringing me the cool gifts. I enjoyed everyone of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that the holidays are over I will just share a little bit about my sister and I. I am now 4 years old and still going to preschool 2 days a week 1/2 days. I love school. My teachers told my mom that I am so well behaved, share with my friends, and get a long with everyone. Mommy has a hard time believing that I am so good at school because I am still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ornery&lt;/span&gt; at home. I don't always follow directions right away so mommy and daddy get frustrated. I still have a hard time using words instead of kicking or hitting someone when I don't like what has happened. I am working on that. Mommy and daddy bought a new timer so we are starting to work on setting time limits for everything. One of my favorite things to do right now is play the Lego game on daddy's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;PlayStation&lt;/span&gt; 3. I would spend hours doing this if my mommy and daddy would let me. I also like to play on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IPad&lt;/span&gt; or the Nintendo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt;. I guess you could call me a gamer now. Enough about me, let's talk about Josie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josie has been a sick little girl this fall and winter. She has now had croup like 15 times in her life. She just can't kick a cold without getting croup. As you can see from the picture above, Josie climbs on everything. She no longer requires a gate on the stairs because she jumps over it. She is able to climb on the chairs and get on to the island in the kitchen so she has to be watched all the time. She has managed to draw on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; screen in the kitchen, broke the screen on the window from climbing on the window sill, and continues to climb and push limits everyday. She loves the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gigglebellies&lt;/span&gt; and watching them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; before she goes to bed. She is still in a crib, but mommy and daddy have been trying to get me to allow her to sleep with me. They think she would make me sleep in my bed all night. According to mommy, Josie is a much better sleeper than I have ever been. Oh well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry that we have a hard time keeping up with the blog, but there is just so much going on. Mommy is going to start coaching my soccer team again this spring. I love when she coaches. I will get to play with the same kids that I played with last fall and adding two more of my friends/neighbors. I can't wait for March! Mommy and daddy are doing well. Mommy stays busy teaching her "naughty kids" everyday and daddy is still at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Con Agra&lt;/span&gt;. I hope all is well with everyone and hope to talk to you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7942960596068068771?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7942960596068068771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7942960596068068771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7942960596068068771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7942960596068068771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-4th-birthday-drew-drew.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday Drew Drew!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BkJ83AQUesk/TznKDZ2yl6I/AAAAAAAAAng/CO7yU3eNRKg/s72-c/DSC05333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7165040873108598978</id><published>2011-11-14T19:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:47:02.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPSt2A62HyI/TsHkSr_vkNI/AAAAAAAAAmo/a8-eqYrStQc/s1600/DSC05211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675068015162396882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPSt2A62HyI/TsHkSr_vkNI/AAAAAAAAAmo/a8-eqYrStQc/s320/DSC05211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VxUdeexhJGc/TsHkSZL3dAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/fq1Ed_E2EFw/s1600/DSC05229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675068010112971778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VxUdeexhJGc/TsHkSZL3dAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/fq1Ed_E2EFw/s320/DSC05229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_igG6SCnVdQ/TsHkSHUdb6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/slM-_QPZkxI/s1600/DSC05230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675068005317177250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_igG6SCnVdQ/TsHkSHUdb6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/slM-_QPZkxI/s320/DSC05230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdo9jxDpWtA/TsHkRfohjII/AAAAAAAAAmI/Bz-E7gXOiUM/s1600/DSC05227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675067994663914626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdo9jxDpWtA/TsHkRfohjII/AAAAAAAAAmI/Bz-E7gXOiUM/s320/DSC05227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iM8rQAwmoE/TsHkRLR_oxI/AAAAAAAAAl4/9QB6uDq8Rqk/s1600/DSC05209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675067989200708370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iM8rQAwmoE/TsHkRLR_oxI/AAAAAAAAAl4/9QB6uDq8Rqk/s320/DSC05209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_6NOPwy5ifI/TsHiIutBsrI/AAAAAAAAAls/LvJiBYMN8fQ/s1600/DSC05208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675065645067252402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_6NOPwy5ifI/TsHiIutBsrI/AAAAAAAAAls/LvJiBYMN8fQ/s320/DSC05208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut56Trle3jc/TsHiIDhSCcI/AAAAAAAAAlg/L1DQgC1ANAk/s1600/DSC05205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675065633475267010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut56Trle3jc/TsHiIDhSCcI/AAAAAAAAAlg/L1DQgC1ANAk/s320/DSC05205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7T2OacZMTAc/TsHiG0QHn5I/AAAAAAAAAlU/bgLAfFY72E4/s1600/DSC05196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675065612196880274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7T2OacZMTAc/TsHiG0QHn5I/AAAAAAAAAlU/bgLAfFY72E4/s320/DSC05196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFJGPrw8UBU/TsHiGyyAepI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YpUNu128cqU/s1600/DSC05184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675065611802147474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFJGPrw8UBU/TsHiGyyAepI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YpUNu128cqU/s320/DSC05184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wVfLuVfk1K4/TsHgA6bHLkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/EMJXpg5sSJQ/s1600/DSC05175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675063311751130690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wVfLuVfk1K4/TsHgA6bHLkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/EMJXpg5sSJQ/s320/DSC05175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHvHd1kCNdk/TsHiGmbxwCI/AAAAAAAAAk8/STnip-w2MZM/s1600/DSC05175.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibFcJa7gYAI/TsHgAGr8ogI/AAAAAAAAAkA/1YMZJ9yavn4/s1600/DSC05136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675063297863098882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibFcJa7gYAI/TsHgAGr8ogI/AAAAAAAAAkA/1YMZJ9yavn4/s320/DSC05136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwK-MRpC2wU/TsHgAWHPKcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dh_aKumgQRI/s1600/DSC05165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675063302004091330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwK-MRpC2wU/TsHgAWHPKcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dh_aKumgQRI/s320/DSC05165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_vyEuNgMQSY/TsHgBkCXxFI/AAAAAAAAAkw/FizHArWiyHY/s1600/DSC05196.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously my mommy, daddy, Josie, and I have been busy. I started &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school, which is the single picture by myself, in September and I love it. I go to school two days a week in the morning. I have met several new friends. Mommy also started school. She has been so busy since they reduced staff in the special education department at her work. She brings so much work home every night. She is supposed to be doing that work right now, but instead she wants to let you know what we have been up to. Daddy is working at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ConAgra&lt;/span&gt; and it has been a wonderful move for him. He never travels anymore and Josie, mommy, and I love that. Daddy is also home in the morning so we get to give him kisses in the morning also. As for Josie, she is CRAZY, just like me. She is running around, talking, and climbing on everything. Mommy and daddy have taken our kitchen chairs and placed them in the bathroom because Josie kept climbing on the island. I guess she takes after me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josie is currently saying lots of words. She is able to say, "hot dog, NO, more, uh uh (especially when mommy and daddy tell her to get down from their bed), and outside." She also says a lot of other words, but we can't always understand her. Josie is still in the crib, but probably not for long. I actually taught her how to climb in the crib, but mommy got mad. I guess mommy wants her to stay in the crib a little longer. As for her health, she currently has Croup again. She has had croup 9 times in her life, 3 times since August. Mommy talked to the Dr. today and Josie is going to go on an allergy medicine to see if that helps. Other than the croup, Josie is doing great. She is almost 24 pounds and pure energy. She laughs and plays with me all the time. At times she even wakes me up when I am sleeping. I get very mad when she does this, but mommy and daddy laugh. I love my little sister, Josie Nicole Meyers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy has been going through a lot of medical things right now, but nothing really serious. She had to have a procedure a couple weeks ago to help with some issues that happened after Josie. She also has been getting injections of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cortisone&lt;/span&gt; in her hip in order to keep going to the gym. The Dr. thinks she has bursitis, but are not 100% sure. Other than these minor things, mommy is busy. She gets up at 4:30 in the morning 2-3 times a week to go to the gym so she can spend time with Josie and I after work. That is amazing because that is really early. I love my mommy so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy has been working hard at work and is getting ready to have a birthday. He will be 34 years old the day before Turkey Day. I can't wait for his birthday cake with candles. My daddy is the best. Daddy and Papa Meyers built my sister and I an awesome &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;swing set&lt;/span&gt;. It took them 30 hours to complete the task, but it is so awesome. Josie and I love to play on the swings and the slides. Thanks daddy and Papa for all your hard work and for making my sister and I so happy to have our own play area. I love my daddy the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, I am almost 4 years old. "When I turn 4 I am going to sleep in my bed all night long." Speaking of my bed, mommy and daddy rearranged my bedroom and I got a t.v. in my room. Mommy thinks that a t.v was a bad idea, but she wanted to try it to see if I would stay in my room. I guess she doesn't understand that I'm not 4 yet. I am starting to make my Christmas and birthday list so hopefully I get everything I ask for. Some of my new sayings are: damn it (that comes from mommy);I hate you; actually...; your stupid; when I flush the toilet I say bye bye, don't come back tomorrow; tricked you; and pretty much anything that is on my mind. For the I hate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yous&lt;/span&gt; and your stupid I have to sit in time out. Mommy and daddy don't really like those words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last story that I'm going to tell you is my last trick I played on my parents. It was the worst trick ever. Mommy, daddy, Josie, and I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NFM&lt;/span&gt; the other day to look at bunk beds for me. I decided to take off from mommy and daddy. Mommy and daddy were frantic and looking all over for me. The store clerks were looking all over and mommy was crying. After hearing my name several times and seeing my mommy cry I popped out from behind the wall I was standing behind. I feel bad that I tricked my parents and made mommy so upset. I cried because I thought my mommy would not like me anymore. I am so glad that I came out from hiding behind that wall. I love my mommy, daddy, and Josie so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Drew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JFaUeAIMSpM/TsHgA9MWncI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tomep5nfP3A/s1600/DSC05184.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7165040873108598978?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7165040873108598978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7165040873108598978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7165040873108598978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7165040873108598978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-are-back.html' title='We are back!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPSt2A62HyI/TsHkSr_vkNI/AAAAAAAAAmo/a8-eqYrStQc/s72-c/DSC05211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-2957127437294777145</id><published>2011-08-24T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T19:53:52.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is gone and school has started!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJr8w8hT1ok/TlWt2ea-j9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/euhDgcGbXz8/s1600/DSC05104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644608859369541586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJr8w8hT1ok/TlWt2ea-j9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/euhDgcGbXz8/s320/DSC05104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PQY0_VFVn_I/TlWt11Vv3FI/AAAAAAAAAjw/DtYT_0yu_nE/s1600/DSC05112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644608848341752914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PQY0_VFVn_I/TlWt11Vv3FI/AAAAAAAAAjw/DtYT_0yu_nE/s320/DSC05112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xsclQnlQVvM/TlWt1EyRibI/AAAAAAAAAjo/yheUKTd5zRA/s1600/DSC05050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644608835308063154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xsclQnlQVvM/TlWt1EyRibI/AAAAAAAAAjo/yheUKTd5zRA/s320/DSC05050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I5BBOvakk2o/TlWt0vF2rfI/AAAAAAAAAjg/3WgzyUapsIc/s1600/DSC05012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644608829484609010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I5BBOvakk2o/TlWt0vF2rfI/AAAAAAAAAjg/3WgzyUapsIc/s320/DSC05012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XudJb5xsVIw/TlWtz8Wbf-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/rPL51oKkleg/s1600/DSC05004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644608815863922658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XudJb5xsVIw/TlWtz8Wbf-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/rPL51oKkleg/s320/DSC05004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Summer went by way to fast. We had a very fun summer with mommy and daddy. Josie and I went swimming almost everyday that we could. I took swimming lessons and by the end of the summer I would say I became a pretty good swimmer. I now can put my head under water and I also went off the board several times as long as someone caught me. Josie loved the water until the end of summer and then she was done with the pool and wanted to just run around the outside area chasing bugs. Besides going to the pool, we played at grandma Marcia's with my cousins and the Bach's. We had so much fun. Our family vacation was to Houston in July. This year we went for 10 days, which mommy and daddy decided that was way too long for Josie and I. The first couple of days we went to aunt Cathy and Uncle Scott's ranch. I got to ride on 4 wheelers, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Polaris'&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;), and other cool toys. I got to go fishing with daddy and of course the dogs. Thank God we didn't see any scorpions or rattle snakes. After our trip to the ranch, we went back to Cathy and Scott's house and played hard. We spend one afternoon at the Wild Safari Park. It was so awesome. The picture above shows me petting a camel with my cousin Jackson. We saw giraffe, deer, hippos, emu, zebras, camels, and many other exotic animals. We got to feed a lot of the animals on the drive around the park. Josie wanted nothing to do with the animals. She played and ate the animal food that we had. She was content with this and she got extra protein for the day. We had so much fun in Houston, but mommy and daddy realized that the trip threw Josie and my sleeping schedule all off. Josie was up every night and ended up sleeping with mommy, daddy, and me of course. Mommy says that part of the trip was so awful. Since we have been home, Josie has been back on her schedule fighting some molars coming in. As for me, I still wake up in the middle of the night and climb into my parent's bed, but they don't even realize it until the morning. Last week, I went to my preschool orientation. I was a little scared, but after seeing all the toys I can't wait to go back. I also had my first soccer game. Mommy is our coach and I didn't last long. The first play of the game I was heading for the goal and ran smack into another kid. I cried and never went back into the game. Maybe this upcoming game, I will be more of a participant. Some of my new things are eating cucumbers straight from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; Marcia's garden, saying "you can't catch me, slow poke", watching Wow Wow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wubzy&lt;/span&gt;, eating chocolate, playing outside, riding my scooter or bike, digging in the dirt, and just being &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onory&lt;/span&gt;. I continue to be a busy bee. As for J, she is just as busy. She is running all around. She loves to play on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VTECH&lt;/span&gt; giraffe bike, just like I did. She loves crackers and pretty much anything you put in front of her. She is little but she is tough. She continues to chase me and play hard. Her new thing is to come up behind me and pull me over. It has become a game that we play, but mommy keeps telling me that somebody is going to get hurt. As you can see in the video below Josie is one tough cookie. Her new things are saying "bye bye", waving, "more", and climbing the side of the steps (which I taught her). She now weighs 22 lbs and I weigh 38 pounds. Neither one of us are very tall. I am in the 50&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile for height and as for J, she probably is about the same. I hope all is well with everyone. Wish me luck at preschool next week. I'm sure mommy may need some luck also so she doesn't cry. Talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3cb2c8db81b40cec" 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://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3cb2c8db81b40cec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61E65C0E8F145DDB54B84EC14999290756C480F3.6269FC15A23EB23432590971FA1419DB829AFF36%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cb2c8db81b40cec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQskCKjyC9RCjnBEyfY_3wS-U2uY&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://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3cb2c8db81b40cec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61E65C0E8F145DDB54B84EC14999290756C480F3.6269FC15A23EB23432590971FA1419DB829AFF36%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cb2c8db81b40cec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQskCKjyC9RCjnBEyfY_3wS-U2uY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-2957127437294777145?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2957127437294777145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=2957127437294777145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2957127437294777145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2957127437294777145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-is-gone-and-school-has-started.html' title='Summer is gone and school has started!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJr8w8hT1ok/TlWt2ea-j9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/euhDgcGbXz8/s72-c/DSC05104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-5294452845684707741</id><published>2011-06-14T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T19:02:03.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh and the cake was messed up!</title><content type='html'>I forgot to tell you that Josie's birthday cake was messed up. Her new name is Jose. That doesn't really go with Meyers. Hy-Vee has officially screwed up her Baptism and her Birthday cake. Go Hy-Vee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-5294452845684707741?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5294452845684707741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=5294452845684707741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5294452845684707741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5294452845684707741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-and-cake-was-messed-up.html' title='Oh and the cake was messed up!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-886401966796725707</id><published>2011-06-14T18:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T18:59:00.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josie turned 1 and summer is so much fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uVHTueWH-Ps/TfgH1X_CzBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2r8bNemaraI/s1600/DSC04886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618249148697594898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uVHTueWH-Ps/TfgH1X_CzBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2r8bNemaraI/s320/DSC04886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k88OSUAPSGM/TfgH1J4Tj5I/AAAAAAAAAjI/2BTFtvAza5s/s1600/DSC04885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618249144911237010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k88OSUAPSGM/TfgH1J4Tj5I/AAAAAAAAAjI/2BTFtvAza5s/s320/DSC04885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mf4dDOIvUWw/TfgH01LW67I/AAAAAAAAAjA/91Yt6Cp4mhM/s1600/DSC04881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618249139354004402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mf4dDOIvUWw/TfgH01LW67I/AAAAAAAAAjA/91Yt6Cp4mhM/s320/DSC04881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TPUR5kyEyW0/TfgH0e9CNkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/AGbrXar9vB4/s1600/DSC04876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618249133388346946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TPUR5kyEyW0/TfgH0e9CNkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/AGbrXar9vB4/s320/DSC04876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S6W2T6iMO4/TfgH0FLWP5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/AT36O-Xazxw/s1600/DSC04867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618249126469058450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S6W2T6iMO4/TfgH0FLWP5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/AT36O-Xazxw/s320/DSC04867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0s6ZXVXZIo/TfgGQDWvVuI/AAAAAAAAAio/mfKcSshaw-M/s1600/DSC04905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618247407993050850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0s6ZXVXZIo/TfgGQDWvVuI/AAAAAAAAAio/mfKcSshaw-M/s320/DSC04905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ry_1pmDMT1U/TfgGPlDc2PI/AAAAAAAAAig/LbnMYzzx_Ws/s1600/DSC04903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618247399859083506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ry_1pmDMT1U/TfgGPlDc2PI/AAAAAAAAAig/LbnMYzzx_Ws/s320/DSC04903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo-1mq9LxAA/TfgGPVNSiaI/AAAAAAAAAiY/gtRuGpU-S6U/s1600/DSC04890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618247395605383586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo-1mq9LxAA/TfgGPVNSiaI/AAAAAAAAAiY/gtRuGpU-S6U/s320/DSC04890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ht-U38qhZM/TfgGPMn-UvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/eBWyZyvzuxw/s1600/DSC04864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618247393301385970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ht-U38qhZM/TfgGPMn-UvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/eBWyZyvzuxw/s320/DSC04864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My family has been very busy already this summer. We spent the first week of summer at the pool everyday. The water was bitter cold at Cabana since they don't heat the water. Josie and I still get in it, but burr. My mommy has dropped Josie off a couple of times at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; Marcia's and picked up Hannah and Sophie, which makes it much easier for mommy to hang out with me on the steps at the pool. I still won't go under the water, but mommy and daddy are putting me into swim lessons in July. Hopefully by the end of summer I will be a big swimmer. We have also made a couple trips to the zoo, which my sister doesn't really like. She cries because she is strapped into the stroller and can't get out and run all over. As you can see we also had the water slide out at the Bach's and J and I loved it. My sister kept climbing on the bottom of the slide, which made mommy nervous. As for me, I just kept running up the slide and that also made mommy nervous as I could have fallen off the side. Not only have we been on the go this summer, my little sister turned one. We had her birthday party at our house. She was very crabby from cutting her front teeth. She didn't even like her cake. She just wanted to go to bed. Mommy and daddy say that they are using J's money to buy a new swing set for both of us. I can't wait until they get that purchased and up so I can go play on it. I think I'm more excited about it then J. Josie went to the Dr. yesterday and she ways 20 lbs and 12 oz and is 29 inches long. These measurements put her in the 40&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile for both. Mommy always calls her a peanut and she really is one. All is good with her health and mine. As for new things for me: I still love to ride my bike in the house, climb in bed with mommy and daddy at some point during the night, have a strong vocabulary and ask what new words mean everyday, love to play games on the computer all by myself, read number signs while walking with my parents and J, love to play outside, learned to ride my scooter, and most importantly LOVE eating peanut butter straight out of the jar with a spoon....while double dipping. As for my sister, she is walking/running all over, she loves anything we feed her...but no peanut butter for her, she has been sleeping through the night in her own bed since her tubes were put in her ears in March, she no longer has a bottle, starting to talk in her own language...but understands what we are saying, loves playing outside and with her baby dolls, her feelings get hurt easily, she hates loud noises or when mommy or daddy raise their voice. The one thing that bothers me about my sister is that she is starting to get into my train track stuff. I yell at her and it usually makes her cry. I feel bad, but she usually leaves me alone. I love my sister, J, and she loves me. She loves to cuddle with me, but I don't always like it because she sometimes pulls my hair. J and I are doing great and so is my family. We are lucky enough at this point to not have any family members directly in the path of the flood. We continue to pray for those people, especially our friends, Erin, Scott, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kiera&lt;/span&gt;, and Brennen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hochstein&lt;/span&gt;. Please pray for those around us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pUYPj927tps/TfgGO5ErUQI/AAAAAAAAAiI/QTyOKG86AUM/s1600/DSC04864.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8165835143214339362-886401966796725707?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/886401966796725707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=886401966796725707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/886401966796725707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/886401966796725707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2011/06/josie-turned-1-and-summer-is-so-much.html' title='Josie turned 1 and summer is so much fun!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uVHTueWH-Ps/TfgH1X_CzBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2r8bNemaraI/s72-c/DSC04886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-2625463380721093846</id><published>2011-05-10T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:08:33.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First ER Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lk-fYAVtaEQ/TcnyCwDwJOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/69-1RqnR0Xc/s1600/DSC04812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605277340313593058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lk-fYAVtaEQ/TcnyCwDwJOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/69-1RqnR0Xc/s320/DSC04812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ce-XltMsKQ/TcnyClnABhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/3IUiABeBC-8/s1600/DSC04840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605277337508644370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ce-XltMsKQ/TcnyClnABhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/3IUiABeBC-8/s320/DSC04840.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/-kUiS2aGMDj0/TcnyCv6l6AI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Bue_Ml68GaA/s1600/DSC04843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605277340275173378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kUiS2aGMDj0/TcnyCv6l6AI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Bue_Ml68GaA/s320/DSC04843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQjpUsWhRRg/TcnyCZVms-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/SGHtakz9ojE/s1600/DSC04854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605277334214456290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQjpUsWhRRg/TcnyCZVms-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/SGHtakz9ojE/s320/DSC04854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RFik9XZvMFc/TcnyCIs4J_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/SNZYbOFuoNY/s1600/DSC04817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605277329748666354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RFik9XZvMFc/TcnyCIs4J_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/SNZYbOFuoNY/s320/DSC04817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so it has been awhile since my mommy has blogged, but she really can't keep up with all of it. The new curriculum for reading is overwhelming her and very time consuming. However, that can't be her excuse in 14 days when summer arrives. So here you go Carla........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter was a success at our house. The Easter bunny arrived in the morning and we went egg hunting at both grandmas. It was a blast. My sister got a pillow pet and I got coloring books and the ice cream &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playdoh&lt;/span&gt; set. I love playing with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playdoh&lt;/span&gt;, but mom hates it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; I drop the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playdoh&lt;/span&gt;, Josie eats it or tries to eat it. Mommy gets annoyed and therefore she puts it up. Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; for the Easter gifts.&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;Last Wednesday, I managed to land myself in the Emergency Room. Mommy was on her way to get me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; called her to make sure she was almost there because I had dropped the transformer to the train on my foot. It cut my foot and pretty much smashed it. It was bleeding everywhere by the time mommy got there. Thank God for that direct line to a specific nurse. Mommy called Carla and she told her to bring me up to see Dr. Shawn. (Thanks Carla!!!!) Dr Shawn took one peek and sent us on our way to the ER. I got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ketamien&lt;/span&gt; (sp) shot, which pretty much knocked me out. I was awake, but didn't know anything was going. The Dr. put a block for pain in my toe and then put 4-5 stitches in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pinkie&lt;/span&gt; toe. When I woke up, I didn't know anything had really happened. All I wanted was to go to the hospital. Mommy says I was talking about robots and daddy pretending to be a Dr. (Andy had a blue shirt on just like the Dr.). That night I was in some pain, but since then I have slowed down a tiny bit for the most party I am my crazy old self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of my crazy old self, one of my new favorite things is to ride my bike in the house, especially right after my mommy mops the hardwood floors. It makes her so mad and I just giggle and ride away from her. I put my sister on a chair and then run away. Mommy says I don't realize that she can fall off and crack her head. I also share all my food with her. She loves when I give her chocolate or powder sugar donuts. I continue to take things from her and then she cries, but I just love to play with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister, J is doing great. She is pretty much running and is into everything! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; Marcia thinks she is even busier than Drew was at that age. Mommy thinks that she should weigh 100 pounds by the end of summer. HA!!!! J climbs on the bike each morning and loves to watch Mickey Mouse. She still takes naps in the infant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;. She loves to eat whatever I leave on the ground. Mommy yelled at me one day because J was eating a peanut butter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;granola&lt;/span&gt; bar. I'm pretty sure she ate most of it before mommy freaked out so I'm guessing she doesn't have any allergies to peanut butter. She is starting to talk up a storm, but of course mommy and daddy don't understand her. I try to talk back to her, but it ends in a screaming match and usually I can scream louder. My sister and I are doing wonderful. I hope all is well with everyone!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These words are from mommy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the most amazing thing to have children, but it is more amazing to watch them play together. Drew and J get along so well and J looks up to her brother so much. With Mother's Day just the other day it has made me realize how blessed I am to have the family that I do. I am so thankful for my husband, two children, and the rest of the awesome family that we have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1bcc47664a21f9a4" 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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1bcc47664a21f9a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D783474D6C733C5CB2D054C23234F8ECEED9EE08B.4809A70ACE9C2F426DE20E45824D8E1935FB58EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1bcc47664a21f9a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC4gDQ5G1d1tLc-eNSGmZy9I7MVA&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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1bcc47664a21f9a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D783474D6C733C5CB2D054C23234F8ECEED9EE08B.4809A70ACE9C2F426DE20E45824D8E1935FB58EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1bcc47664a21f9a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC4gDQ5G1d1tLc-eNSGmZy9I7MVA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-2625463380721093846?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2625463380721093846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=2625463380721093846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2625463380721093846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2625463380721093846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-er-visit.html' title='First ER Visit'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lk-fYAVtaEQ/TcnyCwDwJOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/69-1RqnR0Xc/s72-c/DSC04812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-2490082259719282648</id><published>2011-03-26T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:58:42.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrNZBWAEYv8/TY6t1nO9ksI/AAAAAAAAAhM/A0-2jVML_bk/s1600/DSC04799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588595324189774530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrNZBWAEYv8/TY6t1nO9ksI/AAAAAAAAAhM/A0-2jVML_bk/s320/DSC04799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DvkwMtYBGHM/TY6t1hvliEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Ea1O7YdsFrE/s1600/DSC04795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588595322715998274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DvkwMtYBGHM/TY6t1hvliEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Ea1O7YdsFrE/s320/DSC04795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48CD6gx22c8/TY6t1bl0DEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ipu7fOc-mDo/s1600/DSC04785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588595321064393794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48CD6gx22c8/TY6t1bl0DEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ipu7fOc-mDo/s320/DSC04785.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/-HVpNeP73lMg/TY6t1BIj6ZI/AAAAAAAAAg0/8sv17MgLA-Y/s1600/DSC04776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588595313962379666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVpNeP73lMg/TY6t1BIj6ZI/AAAAAAAAAg0/8sv17MgLA-Y/s320/DSC04776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7UG2VyCZgSg/TY6t04PYVlI/AAAAAAAAAgs/NYCLIy1p3OE/s1600/DSC04766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588595311575062098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7UG2VyCZgSg/TY6t04PYVlI/AAAAAAAAAgs/NYCLIy1p3OE/s320/DSC04766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry it has been so long since my mommy last blogged.  We have been extremely busy. Since our last post a lot of things have gone on at our house.  In &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; mommy had to have some surgery done.  Her c-section scar had never healed right and they went in and did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exploratory&lt;/span&gt; surgery.  Right away they found a nerve wrapped in scar tissue.  They cut the nerve and mommy recovered very quickly.  She is now back to running and not having pain.  My mommy and daddy took Josie and I to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fontenelle&lt;/span&gt; Forest and we got to pet a rabbit and hike through the forest.  It was awesome.  I got to run around like a mad man.  As for me I am pretty much as crazy as ever.  I have even taught my sister some new tricks.  She is walking and climbing like a mad woman.  Today she climbed on the chair and started jumping, just like I do.  She also climbed the steps (because I moved the gate while daddy was going to the bathroom) and she fell down two of them and hit her head.  She is tough.  Some of my new sayings are "Mom, you didn't stop at the stop sign. You should call the cops and let them know.", " hey lady"- that is what I call mommy sometimes, "I need my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pribacy&lt;/span&gt;" while going to the bathroom, "can I please go outside" all the time, "my penis told me it has to go potty" (in the middle of Target).   I still have a hard time sleeping in my bedroom all night long.  I love mommy and daddy's bed so much.  I stumble in their bedroom at some point at night and cuddle with mommy and daddy.  The last couple of weeks it has been Josie, mommy, daddy, and me.  Yesterday Josie got tubes so mommy assures me that Josie will be in her room all night long.  Mommy also tells me that the sleep fairy has some cool toys for me if I would stay in my room. Did you know the sleep fairy e-mails my parents and lets them know what kind of toys she is going to bring me?  Maybe the next time we blog, I will be sleeping in my bed.  NOT! As for my sister, she is a little peanut.  She is almost 10 months old and weighs about 20 pounds.  She is extremely short, just like me.  She started taking steps and moving around furniture at 8 months and now is walking around the house as you can see in the video.  Josie still falls sometimes and seems to crawl when she wants to get somewhere fast, but does like to walk.  She loves to cuddle with me.  Mommy says she is going to put her in my bed as soon as she is old enough and then we can cuddle each other all night long.  I can't wait to have my little sister cuddle with me.  Oh, and if you looked at her bib in the picture above, she doesn't have a big sister, but that bib was obviously a cousins.  Over St. Patty's week, mommy and daddy flew out to Vegas to visit with some old friends and to get away for a couple of days.  That picture above is the strip view from their hotel room at the Cosmopolitan.  Mommy said it was an awesome hotel.  Josie and I had so much fun while they were away.  We stayed 3 nights at grandma and papa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer's&lt;/span&gt; and the days and one night at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and papa Meyers'.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; that mommy and daddy called during the day, I was riding my bike in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; Meyers' house.  Mommy and daddy couldn't believe that she let me actually ride my bike in the house.  Well when my parents returned, I did the same thing at my house.  The problem is, mommy doesn't like me riding the bike inside because I leave dirt marks on her wood floor.  I tell her "grandma Marcia lets me ride in the house."  Mommy and daddy have given up and just let me ride away!  They can't wait for it to get nice out so I can take my bike outside.  Mommy has been very busy at work with some new training and her 25 students she serves in a day.  She is exhausted from some of her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ornery&lt;/span&gt; kids.  She says she is ready for summer.  As for daddy, he started a new job.  He left Werner Enterprises in February and started working at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Con Agra&lt;/span&gt;.  He seems to like it, but he has a lot to learn as this job is very different from his past one.  I will try to make my mommy update more often, but I can't promise anything.  Hope all is well with everyone and hopefully we will talk soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My baby girl cousin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer&lt;/span&gt; will be arriving in May.  Addison is going to be a big sister already.  Keep them in your prayers so all goes well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e4de01006b59ab9c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4de01006b59ab9c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE4B273FEB357265C87363F06483B0C79A9A88C7.30F3FA4B780D1DE1B60AF27CFD8892D669955D37%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4de01006b59ab9c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR-EmCu8n0NqsQjPzm-qLBJlykzA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De4de01006b59ab9c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE4B273FEB357265C87363F06483B0C79A9A88C7.30F3FA4B780D1DE1B60AF27CFD8892D669955D37%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De4de01006b59ab9c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR-EmCu8n0NqsQjPzm-qLBJlykzA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-2490082259719282648?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2490082259719282648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=2490082259719282648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2490082259719282648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2490082259719282648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are-back.html' title='We are back!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrNZBWAEYv8/TY6t1nO9ksI/AAAAAAAAAhM/A0-2jVML_bk/s72-c/DSC04799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-5022598086455783101</id><published>2011-01-17T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:58:35.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Three Years Old Now!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJO81XVfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/GNuNyORaBp4/s1600/DSC04724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563363067138889202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJO81XVfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/GNuNyORaBp4/s320/DSC04724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJOjJBfxI/AAAAAAAAAgU/2HqSavFvbmQ/s1600/DSC04718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563363060242022162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJOjJBfxI/AAAAAAAAAgU/2HqSavFvbmQ/s320/DSC04718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJOcv_1UI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Z0LA8tO1GGI/s1600/DSC04709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563363058526442818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJOcv_1UI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Z0LA8tO1GGI/s320/DSC04709.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJOE65OJI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ScJYd0P7M9E/s1600/DSC04692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563363052129695890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJOE65OJI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ScJYd0P7M9E/s320/DSC04692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJN6saY6I/AAAAAAAAAf8/neKQ7UfOF9w/s1600/DSC04672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563363049384600482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJN6saY6I/AAAAAAAAAf8/neKQ7UfOF9w/s320/DSC04672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So my mom says she is really sorry that it has been so long since the update.  We have been busy.  Josie started moving and trying to crawl in the beginning of December and by Christmas she was crawling and into everything.  Mommy and her spent Christmas morning opening a present while the rest of us slept in.  Josie unwrapped it by herself.  She loved all the wrapping paper.  As for me, I woke up to lots of new things.  Santa brought me a workbench and lots of other toys.  Then we spent Christmas with the Meyers side at our house.  I got a train set from grandma and papa Meyers.  It was awesome, but unfortunately it took my daddy awhile to put together.  After eating all day long we headed to grandma and papa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer's&lt;/span&gt; for more food and presents.  By the end of the day I had so many new toys and things to play with.  Two days later, we had my birthday party.  We had all the family and my mommy says it was chaotic, but I had so much fun.  I again got lots of fun and cool toys.  Thanks everyone for all the great gifts.  I can't believe that I am three years old and neither can mommy and daddy.  Besides my birthday and Christmas, I also had my 3 cousins sleep over.  As you can see by the picture we all looked tired and were in bed by 9.  Mommy and daddy were exhausted also and were in bed by 10:30 that night.  Great sleep over according to my mommy and daddy.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so back to my sister and I.  Josie is now crawling and into everything.  She is pulling herself up on everything and trying to learn to walk.  Mommy thinks she is going to walk early just like me.  She does try to be like me.  Josie gets into my toys, tries to crawl on top of me, and even sometimes pulls my hair.  However, I know she really loves me because she holds my hand when we are both tired and loves to lay on the couch with mommy and I.  Josie has been a little sick the last couple of weeks.  She came down with Croup again before New Years and it turned into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pneumonia&lt;/span&gt; by New Years Day.  She has also had fluid behind one ear for the last couple of weeks.  As of right now they will wait and see for about 3 months before looking at putting tubes in her ears.  As for me, I have been healthy up till today.  I was running a 101.8 temp and just not feeling well.  Luckily mommy had the day off work because of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MLK&lt;/span&gt; and therefore she hung out with Josie and I.  We laid around on the couch pretty much all day since neither Josie or I were feeling well.  Mommy is hoping that Josie and I are feeling well tomorrow so she can go to work.  She only has one more kid day to take and does not want to take it yet.  Keep praying for us to be healthy.  Hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-5022598086455783101?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5022598086455783101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=5022598086455783101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5022598086455783101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5022598086455783101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-three-years-old-now.html' title='I&apos;m Three Years Old Now!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TTUJO81XVfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/GNuNyORaBp4/s72-c/DSC04724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6931135414001065101</id><published>2010-11-22T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:57:00.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2FcZ0jRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/sX_zTy-gRWU/s1600/_MG_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542583233561267474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2FcZ0jRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/sX_zTy-gRWU/s320/_MG_0524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2FDgHgdI/AAAAAAAAAfo/pzTh6ZlX3sI/s1600/_MG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542583226876789202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2FDgHgdI/AAAAAAAAAfo/pzTh6ZlX3sI/s320/_MG_0461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2EiUf00I/AAAAAAAAAfg/OzAVwtE_vkw/s1600/EDTD_MG_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542583217969681218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2EiUf00I/AAAAAAAAAfg/OzAVwtE_vkw/s320/EDTD_MG_0393.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2D7A3TQI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Rh1AkCMQaM8/s1600/DCRL_MG_0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542583207418350850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2D7A3TQI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Rh1AkCMQaM8/s320/DCRL_MG_0436.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2BHcFAXI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6Iw3jIqjyp0/s1600/CREDT_MG_0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542583159214113138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2BHcFAXI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6Iw3jIqjyp0/s320/CREDT_MG_0399.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After searching for someone to do our family pictures, we found the right woman.  Daddy's co-worker took them at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elmwood&lt;/span&gt; Park last weekend.  She was so awesome.  She told me I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;invisible&lt;/span&gt; to the camera and I believed her.  Mommy and daddy are so happy with the pictures that only took us 30 minutes and we had 71 great pictures.  This is just a glimpse at some of them.  Since my last post, nothing has really changed with me, except that I am fully potty trained, except at night.  Mommy makes me wear a diaper "just in case."  I rarely go at night in my diaper, but I think mommy is scared she will have to change my sheets everyday.  Guess she doesn't understand that I'm good to go.  My new words are "give me some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pribacy&lt;/span&gt; (privacy), shut up (from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt;), and I'm sick of you."  My favorite thing to eat is popcorn.  I will eat it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  I love it!  I love to watch Mickey Mouse (so does my sister), Dora, and Diego.  It has started to get cold and dark very early so we don't get much play time outside, which makes me sad.  I love to play outside, especially baseball. It is going to be a long winter.  As for my little sissy, she is doing okay.  She still wakes up in the night screaming bloody murder.  Mommy just switched her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Prevacid&lt;/span&gt; to night time and started giving her Maalox before bedtime.  Mommy thinks that all the food she has been eating is making her tummy hurt.  Josie and I go to the Dr next week so I guess mommy will make sure Josie's stomach is all good.  During the day, Josie is very happy.  She jumps in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt; for long periods of time.  She likes to play with me, especially when I make her laugh.  I typically get right in her face or lay on top her stomach (mommy gets mad at me when I do this) and start laughing to make her giggle.  Mommy and daddy think it is cute, but man they sure don't like it when I am mean to her.  One of the things I did a couple of weeks ago made mommy really mad.  Mommy came out of her bathroom one morning to find me rocking a strapped in Josie in her bouncer.  The bouncer was on it's side and Josie was laughing.  Mommy was so mad she spanked me and told me to never do that again.  I don't know why she was so mad because Josie seemed to like it.  I also like to set toys on top of Josie, which mommy doesn't like, but Josie does.  No matter what the best time of the day is bath time.  Josie and I always take a bath together and she loves me making her giggle.  In fact she can climb out of the yellow "lawn chair" in the bath.  She has officially went under the water once.  Mommy got scared, but she seemed to like it.  She coughed a little afterwards and then giggled.  I guess all in all I love my little sister and can't wait for her to get a little bigger so she can play with me a little more.  She is almost sitting up on her own so just a couple more months and she will be crawling and getting into all my stuff.  I'm sure I will not like that, but for now I love how she lets me do whatever to her and she giggles.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.  Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-6931135414001065101?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6931135414001065101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6931135414001065101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6931135414001065101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6931135414001065101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-pictures-2010.html' title='Family Pictures 2010'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TOs2FcZ0jRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/sX_zTy-gRWU/s72-c/_MG_0524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6124903974219779193</id><published>2010-11-03T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T19:32:53.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween has come and gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUBXSPzWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4g9OcAKVWos/s1600/DSC04645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535508905654734178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUBXSPzWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4g9OcAKVWos/s320/DSC04645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUBD_EFjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/j6wryXCoj5I/s1600/DSC04644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535508900474000946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUBD_EFjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/j6wryXCoj5I/s320/DSC04644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josie was a Pea in a Pod and I was Mickey Mouse.  This was the only picture mommy could get of me because Mickey would not appear in front of the camera.  Okay, I will not take a picture for anyone.  I don't like cameras so if you want a picture, don't tell me.  Josie didn't like her costume.  She cried &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; mommy put her in it so that is why it was never buttoned.  Besides our costumes, daddy carved one of our pumpkins.  I didn't really help because I thought it was gross.  In fact, when I wanted to touch the guts, I decided I didn't want to because that is just way too gross.  Daddy did the carving and I did the watching.  On Halloween we actually ran around to a couple of different places, but we at least started early enough this year that I got to go trick or treating with my neighbors.  We first headed to my great grandma and grandpa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer's&lt;/span&gt; house and I got my first piece of candy for the night.  Then we headed up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and papa Meyers'.  Oh my was that a rush.  I saw all my good friends up there and was so excited I kept running into the street.  Mommy and daddy finally got so sick of chasing me and were worried that I would get hurt, they decided it was time to go.  Our last stop was home.  We met up with our neighbors, Bach's and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Schrage's&lt;/span&gt;, and went down the road to Trick or Treating.  I had so much fun running around with Minnie (Cali), Bumble Bee (Claire), football player (Charlie), Star Wars guy (Ryan), and of course my sister and our parents.  Josie stayed in the stroller and slept until the very end, but the rest of us kids ran from house to house on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Turnberry&lt;/span&gt;.  I can't believe how much candy and stuff we gathered on one street.  Mommy says she has never seen such an excited child about running from house to house.  I loved it and can't wait for next year.  Besides all our Halloween fun, I am officially potty trained.  I only battled mommy a couple of days, but of course I still have to get completely naked, including my socks off!  I only wear a diaper at nap and at night time, but I have been dry every night so I'm guessing mommy will not make me sleep in one forever.  As for my sister, she can roll over from back to front and has just rolled over from front to back once and that was today.  Josie is really trying to sit up now, but she still falls over.  I am guessing in the next couple of weeks she will have this mastered also.  According to mommy and daddy, Josie is trying to be just like me.  She is trying to do everything ahead of schedule.  They keep hoping that she is not as quick as me.  I don't think she will ever be as fast as me!  All is good with our family and hoping all is well with yours.  Talk to you all soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUAmje-kI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3vDBSXSHJCo/s1600/DSC04625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535508892573694530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUAmje-kI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3vDBSXSHJCo/s320/DSC04625.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUAXD4_hI/AAAAAAAAAew/L01joAJk4AI/s1600/DSC04627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535508888414649874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUAXD4_hI/AAAAAAAAAew/L01joAJk4AI/s320/DSC04627.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUAMQGXsI/AAAAAAAAAeo/rAkcg97XiUA/s1600/DSC04623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535508885513068226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUAMQGXsI/AAAAAAAAAeo/rAkcg97XiUA/s320/DSC04623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-6124903974219779193?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6124903974219779193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6124903974219779193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6124903974219779193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6124903974219779193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-has-come-and-gone.html' title='Halloween has come and gone!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TNIUBXSPzWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4g9OcAKVWos/s72-c/DSC04645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4698270267638544253</id><published>2010-10-11T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:56:37.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josie has been baptized!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPIAiR-rZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/1lNSS8tcLrE/s1600/DSC04592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526981079241502098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPIAiR-rZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/1lNSS8tcLrE/s320/DSC04592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHywgRHxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/fUzM1VNYqzo/s1600/DSC04593.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHgRAsVlI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pzhHvUkV9JI/s1600/DSC04589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526980524849780306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHgRAsVlI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pzhHvUkV9JI/s320/DSC04589.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHf0KrGOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/13PeCSNDiXk/s1600/DSC04570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526980517107013858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHf0KrGOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/13PeCSNDiXk/s320/DSC04570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHfpbJKbI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MwFb2b_LMOo/s1600/DSC04567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526980514223303090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHfpbJKbI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MwFb2b_LMOo/s320/DSC04567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHfGtXARI/AAAAAAAAAd4/v-3J8rEG4R0/s1600/DSC04556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526980504904466706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHfGtXARI/AAAAAAAAAd4/v-3J8rEG4R0/s320/DSC04556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPHfMZIb6I/AAAAAAAAAdw/oKE_xCdU87M/s1600/DSC04542.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGgJVuofI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Zs7UPwRwoHk/s1600/DSC04560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526979423278899698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGgJVuofI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Zs7UPwRwoHk/s320/DSC04560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGgFdm92I/AAAAAAAAAdg/YeJWtr76r1I/s1600/DSC04554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526979422238209890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGgFdm92I/AAAAAAAAAdg/YeJWtr76r1I/s320/DSC04554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGf6AxGhI/AAAAAAAAAdY/k_6SUK6Pv3c/s1600/DSC04549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526979419164449298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGf6AxGhI/AAAAAAAAAdY/k_6SUK6Pv3c/s320/DSC04549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGfk6H73I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MkiRbYrOfwk/s1600/DSC04547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526979413499441010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGfk6H73I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MkiRbYrOfwk/s320/DSC04547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGfUQMCEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IU-GKcbb00U/s1600/DSC04543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526979409028581442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPGfUQMCEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IU-GKcbb00U/s320/DSC04543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been very busy around our house.  My mommy and daddy went to Houston last weekend and left my sister and I with our grandparents.  We did awesome staying the night for 3 nights without our parents.  Mommy and daddy had a great time, but sure did miss us, or so they say.  My "sissy" and I have been kind of sick.  Grandma took Josie to the doctor last Monday for what we thought was an ear infection, but instead she just got shots.  She was 13.8 lbs and everything about her is tiny.  She was only in the 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 19&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile, except for her weight, which was in the 49&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile.  Josie is almost my exact measures at my 4 month check.  On Wednesday, mommy took me in because I was coughing so bad I was throwing up.  Mommy says it is just the start of many doctors visits for the season.  I just had a really bad cold that would probably turn into a sinus infection by Friday.  They also stated that my left tube had fallen out and is just hanging in the ear canal.  Mommy prays I will not need another set.  By Friday my cough was worse and they started me on a pretty high dose of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Amoxicilin&lt;/span&gt;.  Now, I'm already feeling better and am back to my crazy self.  This past weekend my sissy was baptized.  I slept through the whole thing.  I must have been tired because I woke up at 6:30 that morning.  As you can see from the pictures, there were many family members at the baptism.  Fr. Paul &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Monahan&lt;/span&gt; did the ceremony and according to mommy it was pretty cool.  He baptized Josie with water from the Holy Land, the Jordan River.  He was there last summer and had a bottle of water from there that he put over her.  That sounds cool, I wish I could have played in it.  After the baptism, we came back to our house and had a party.  I had so much fun playing with my cousin, friends, and family.  Josie just hung out with the adults and Ellie, my cousin.  Mommy and daddy thank everyone that came and participated in the ceremony for my sissy.  They want to also thank aunt Kimmy and Brandy for being Josie's godparents.  Besides all the fun stuff that has happened, Josie and I are on the move.  I keep mommy and daddy on their toes constantly.  I love to ride my bike and I am very good at it.  Mommy always says if I could pitch a tent outside, I would.  My new words are "you are driving me nuts, I don't want to, I don't like you, and because I want to."  I also am in a phase of hitting so I spend a lot of time in time out.  As for my sister, she has rolled over a couple of times, eats bananas, peas, and cereal, (sometimes powdered donuts and popcorn when I give it to her) and is wanting to just move all over.  She can be demanding when she wants something.  She just cries and my parents jump and give her food or cuddle her.  I don't get it because when I cry they just ask me if I'm okay.  They spoil her rotten.  As for the big holiday coming up, I am going to be Mickey Mouse as my girlfriend is going to be Mickey Mouse.  Josie is going to be a pea in a pod.  We will post pictures as soon as mommy gets some.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.  Oh and a big congrats go out to my uncle Tony and aunt Katie.  They are going to be parents again in May.  Addie is going to be a big sister!  Keep them in your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-4698270267638544253?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4698270267638544253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4698270267638544253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4698270267638544253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4698270267638544253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/10/josie-has-been-baptized.html' title='Josie has been baptized!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TLPIAiR-rZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/1lNSS8tcLrE/s72-c/DSC04592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8168652935158154072</id><published>2010-09-21T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T19:49:23.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you tell which is Me and which is my sister?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnZ19Ei6I/AAAAAAAAAdA/7dHTLvJ4i_4/s1600/DSC04518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519556511996873634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnZ19Ei6I/AAAAAAAAAdA/7dHTLvJ4i_4/s320/DSC04518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnZWGSz2I/AAAAAAAAAc4/GdktkeEn2gg/s1600/DSC04536.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnZKz_YAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lVf2YFQIoOw/s1600/DSC04525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519556500416061442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnZKz_YAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lVf2YFQIoOw/s320/DSC04525.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnYV_bX7I/AAAAAAAAAco/7X4ftO_1hz4/s1600/DSC04527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519556486236954546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnYV_bX7I/AAAAAAAAAco/7X4ftO_1hz4/s320/DSC04527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnX0nXxyI/AAAAAAAAAcg/98EpII6EC9k/s1600/drew+bathtub"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519556477277685538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnX0nXxyI/AAAAAAAAAcg/98EpII6EC9k/s320/drew+bathtub" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, looking at the side by side bath tub pictures who is who? The one on the left is Josie and the one on the right is me.  I know, my sister looks just like me.  I think her name is Drewetta or Drew with a dress as papa says. Josie is taking after me in many other ways when I was that age.  She is starting to hold the botttle when mommy forces her to, stands up instead of sitting down when someone is holding her, she is going to roll over anytime, and she just plain and simple loves me!  When I get in her face, tickle her, or just talk to her, Josie giggles and smiles.  I can really get her going in the bathtub.  Mommy constantly tells me to leave her alone, but I just want to love on her.  Josie is my little sister and I love her.  When people come to the house that are not people that we see on a regular basis, I make sure that I let them know that they are not allowed to pick Josie up or touch her for that matter.  I just want to protect her from everyone.  Josie continues to take her Pravacid, but is off all of her other medications.  She started on cereal this week to help her with her bathroom issues.  She has done pretty well with the cereal, but the acid reflex seems to flare up a little more from the cereal.  Mommy and daddy have got a handle on it, but they sometimes feel bad for Josie.  As for me, I am doing GREAT!  I am as busy as ever and keep my parents on their toes.  I play outside everyday at grandmas and when daddy gets home I go outside with him.  Mommy usually takes care of Josie in the house or she comes out for a short time, but she worries about the bugs and the wind.  I love being outside and playing with my daddy.  We cut down branches this weekend to put in the firepit.  I love helping daddy do outside duties.  I am still not potty trained and mommy and daddy get frustrated, but everyone keeps telling them that I will do it when I'm ready.  I will, I promise.  For instance, tonight I wanted M&amp;amp;M's so I went potty on the pot.  Mommy and daddy were impressed, but like I said, I just wanted M&amp;amp;M's.  Mommy keeps telling me that I'm in the biggest diaper that they make.  Whatever mom!  As you can see I still do what I want when I want and don't care if I get in trouble.  My new thing is opening the locked cabinet (they thought that it was locked) and changing the DVD's and turning on the speakers.  After I turn them on, I cry because the speakers are too loud.  Usually Josie cries also, but mommy or daddy come to the rescue.  Then I get in trouble because I'm not supposed to touch the speakers or the DVD, hince the lock. I have to go for now so I hope all is well with everyone else.    &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/8165835143214339362-8168652935158154072?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8168652935158154072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8168652935158154072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8168652935158154072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8168652935158154072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/09/can-you-tell-which-is-me-and-which-is.html' title='Can you tell which is Me and which is my sister?'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TJlnZ19Ei6I/AAAAAAAAAdA/7dHTLvJ4i_4/s72-c/DSC04518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8264756539119158482</id><published>2010-09-07T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T19:27:13.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josie stayed in the hospital!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuNXAkzVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vI3KGok3Ny4/s1600/DSC04511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514356707043888466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuNXAkzVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vI3KGok3Ny4/s320/DSC04511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuMTC8xCI/AAAAAAAAAcI/13rxecbm2p8/s1600/DSC04509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514356688800236578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuMTC8xCI/AAAAAAAAAcI/13rxecbm2p8/s320/DSC04509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mommy says we are growing up way too fast.  Two weeks ago tomorrow, my little sister had to stay in the hospital overnight.  Mommy dropped us off at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; Meyers' in the morning and by 10:30 Josie's breathing and cough started getting bad.  Mommy took Josie in at 3 that afternoon and in the Dr's office they gave my sis a breathing treatment and a steroid shot.  She was still having difficulty breathing and Dr Jones thought we lived too far away from an ER so mommy, daddy, and Josie stayed the night in the hospital.  After two doses of steroids, Josie was released the next day and seemed to be back to herself.  No other breathing treatments were needed through the night, which was good.  Since the hospital stay, Josie has been weened off of all of her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;, except the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Prevacid&lt;/span&gt;, which she will probably be on for a couple more months.  She is growing like a weed and weighed 11 lbs 5 oz at the hospital.  Her new thing is getting into her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jumperoo&lt;/span&gt; and watching all the lights.  She has to be put on pillows and watched closely as she is still so little.  Josie will probably roll over any day now and if I have my way I will force her to roll to get her toys or mine.  In the picture below you can see that I am still as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onary&lt;/span&gt; as I have always been.  I even dropped the watermelon on the floor in the kitchen and it splattered everywhere.  Thanks to Dan and Lizzy for helping mommy clean it and cut it up.  My parents have been taking me to the zoo almost every weekend, which I love.  My daddy and I went the other day on our own and we got to see the Desert Dome, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/span&gt; of the Night, and the Jungle.  I loved all that new stuff that I don't always get to see with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer&lt;/span&gt; and when my parents bring Josie.  Another cool thing that I got to do this past weekend was walk over the Nebraska/Iowa bridge with my mommy, daddy, Josie, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and papa Meyers.  I had so much fun.  I literally ran everywhere and never got in the stroller with my sister.  We were gone for a couple of hours so one would think I was exhausted after the running I did, but I was not.  I got to pick where we ate lunch, Taco Johns (I only eat Potato Oles) and then I went home to nap, but napping did not sound too fun, so instead we went and played at the Bach's house.  Obviously I am still as busy as ever and I think my sister will eventually catch me. For now, I am older, wiser, and stronger.  On the last note, I am still not potty trained and still would much rather sleep with my parents.  I go to bed in my bed, but at some point I climb in bed with my parents.  I am so quiet they don't even know that I'm there.  I love cuddling with them.  As for Josie, she moved out of mommy and daddy's room for two nights before the hospital stay and then back in their room.  She still loves to sleep in her bouncer so last night mommy put the bouncer in her crib and she slept 10 hours.  Mommy says one transition at a time and Josie may be a better sleeper than me.  I doubt it, but we will let mommy think that.  I hope all is good with everyone.  Talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuL4Ncy5I/AAAAAAAAAcA/vd9_ZBuST0U/s1600/DSC04503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514356681596521362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuL4Ncy5I/AAAAAAAAAcA/vd9_ZBuST0U/s320/DSC04503.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuLVq4z2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/AFVA-aIkCX8/s1600/DSC04498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514356672324751202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuLVq4z2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/AFVA-aIkCX8/s320/DSC04498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuKjvBGiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/nmjneFqIPpE/s1600/DSC04493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514356658920299042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuKjvBGiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/nmjneFqIPpE/s320/DSC04493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-8264756539119158482?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8264756539119158482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8264756539119158482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8264756539119158482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8264756539119158482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/09/josie-stayed-in-hospital.html' title='Josie stayed in the hospital!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TIbuNXAkzVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vI3KGok3Ny4/s72-c/DSC04511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-5054490264621700952</id><published>2010-08-22T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T19:00:11.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPgVPpjqI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Kc6m4IxzRXU/s1600/DSC04397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508411973616373410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPgVPpjqI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Kc6m4IxzRXU/s320/DSC04397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPgA09avI/AAAAAAAAAbg/TWL32vEdDcU/s1600/DSC04489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508411968135719666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPgA09avI/AAAAAAAAAbg/TWL32vEdDcU/s320/DSC04489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPf8Z6U3I/AAAAAAAAAbY/BYKmsBY9qgQ/s1600/DSC04492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508411966948529010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPf8Z6U3I/AAAAAAAAAbY/BYKmsBY9qgQ/s320/DSC04492.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPfcuF8nI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/x961ZoSvIAk/s1600/DSC04441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508411958443242098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPfcuF8nI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/x961ZoSvIAk/s320/DSC04441.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPfNkrxnI/AAAAAAAAAbI/IlcwAqXmrR8/s1600/DSC04448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508411954377246322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPfNkrxnI/AAAAAAAAAbI/IlcwAqXmrR8/s320/DSC04448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been a long time since my mommy has posted, but give her a break, she has been busy.  Mommy has been taking care of my sister and I for the last four weeks by herself with the help of grandparents and friends and family.  Daddy has been in PA doing some traveling for work and would come home on the weekends. Hopefully he is home for awhile now.  A lot has happened since my mommy's last update.  Let's start with the end of summer.  Mommy and grandma Meyers had a crazy idea to take all five of the grandchildren to the Children's Museum.  They were ready to go within an hour and a half.  I was way too busy, Josie pooped her pants, and Hannah and Sophie were chasing Carly.  Grandma and mommy decided this place is a one to one with me and Carly, and Josie was just too little.  Next, my parents took Josie and I to Westfair for the first time.  I got to see all the animals and play on the tractors and four wheelers.  My daddy kept telling mommy that I really wanted a four wheeler, but I think daddy is the one that really wants it.  Josie hung out in her stroller the whole time and didn't fuss the entire time.  As you can see from above my sister and I love to ride in mommy's new jogging stroller.  We went for a walk/run every morning once mommy got released to work out.  We both love the music mommy puts on.  Josie always falls asleep and I occasionally do.  Also from the pictures above you can see that my baby cousins are all getting very big, much bigger than my sister, the peanut.  The picture with my cousin Hallie Kate is of us eating corn and swinging.  I was mad that day because "I can't get my bottom on the swing by myself."  Hallie decided to go on her tummy also so she could be just like me.  As for my sister and I we are doing well.  Mommy went back to work a week and a half ago and we go to grandma Meyers' everyday.  I love it there.  Josie rarely takes a long nap for grandma, but she is not fussy, which is good.  Josie used to cry a lot, but now mommy and daddy got her figured out.  Dr. Jones told mommy and daddy that Josie was colic, but come to find out she has acid reflux.  She uses an expensive formula, medicine for her tummy, Prevacid, and over the counter medicine.  Mommy was told last week at Josie's 2 month check up that they could start weening some of Josie's medicines.  As of today, she gets the Prevacid and only two doses, instead of four, of the tummy medicine and no more over the counter stuff.  Yeah!  Josie weighed 11lbs 2 oz at her 2 month check, which is in the 50th percentile.  She was 23.5 inches long, which is in the 70th percentile.  She looks like a peanut compared to me, but her measurements are almost exactly what mine were when I was 2 months old.  Josie still sleeps in the bathroom with the fan during the day and in her bouncer at night.  Mommy keeps putting her in her crib, but she fusses so mommy moves her.  Sometime she will outgrow that bouncer and mommy will not have a choice on where to put my sister.  Okay, enough about my sis, lets talk about me.  I have been very onory lately.  I also went to the doctor last week as I had croup for the first time.  Dr Jones put me on steroids for 3 days and boy does that make me crazy.  I am finally starting to get better, but haven't napped all weekend for my parents.  I talk non stop, which I think drives my parents crazy sometimes.  I told mommy the other day that I was mad at daddy because he wouldn't share the push mower with me.  Mommy and daddy are amazed at my vocabulary because I use big words and use them appropriately.  I guess I am just growing up way too fast.  My mommy promises she will try to update more regularly now that daddy is home.  Hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-5054490264621700952?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5054490264621700952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=5054490264621700952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5054490264621700952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5054490264621700952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-days-of-summer.html' title='Last Days of Summer'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/THHPgVPpjqI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Kc6m4IxzRXU/s72-c/DSC04397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1744572733614069959</id><published>2010-07-14T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:34:40.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Professional Pictures as Brother and Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vndQTejI/AAAAAAAAAbA/KfJvRK0STpg/s1600/josie+and+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493951319097178674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vndQTejI/AAAAAAAAAbA/KfJvRK0STpg/s320/josie+and+drew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vnPyXOzI/AAAAAAAAAa4/c4rIqrQdMKU/s1600/0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493951315481934642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vnPyXOzI/AAAAAAAAAa4/c4rIqrQdMKU/s320/0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vmqqo8oI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Or0FboT7gu8/s1600/0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493951305517429378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vmqqo8oI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Or0FboT7gu8/s320/0052.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vl5GsntI/AAAAAAAAAao/8Dq9ZG5hx-o/s1600/0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493951292213337810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vl5GsntI/AAAAAAAAAao/8Dq9ZG5hx-o/s320/0067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vlu5XPXI/AAAAAAAAAag/SJH75VHbd-A/s1600/Josie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493951289473056114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vlu5XPXI/AAAAAAAAAag/SJH75VHbd-A/s320/Josie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5tzj4K-EI/AAAAAAAAAaY/XtGVX4I1pCQ/s1600/0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493949328010180674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5tzj4K-EI/AAAAAAAAAaY/XtGVX4I1pCQ/s320/0054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5tzA090eI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/hjH4vlRU-o4/s1600/0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5tzIcxltI/AAAAAAAAAaI/V8kcCanhQ9A/s1600/0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493949320647513810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5tzIcxltI/AAAAAAAAAaI/V8kcCanhQ9A/s320/0037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5tyy4vAqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/VXgLr0wXvjY/s1600/0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493949314859205282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5tyy4vAqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/VXgLr0wXvjY/s320/0014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5tyu4FnQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wtL_FFiKv8M/s1600/0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493949313782750466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5tyu4FnQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wtL_FFiKv8M/s320/0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just a glimpse at our pictures that we took today.  Mom and grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer&lt;/span&gt; took the two of us and went to Portrait Innovations and worked with Justin.  He worked well with Josie and I.  My mom was so excited about the pictures.  She is really bad about having pictures taken professionally so here is the first of many to come (ya right).  We have been really busy the past couple of weeks.  Our relatives from California came to town for a week and my Aunt Cathy and Jackson came to visit.  We had so much fun with the family, but man we are exhausted.  We are spending this week &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recuperating&lt;/span&gt;.  I have been so exhausted I have slept in my own bed for 5 nights in a row without waking up.  The sleep fairy has been bringing me really cool cars in the morning.  As for my sister Josie, she is doing much better.  Last week mommy was very upset and took her in because she would not stop crying.  Mommy thought there was something wrong with her.  Dr Shawn told mommy that Josie was Colic or possibly had acid reflux, but other than that there was nothing wrong.  She weighed 9lbs 8oz so she was gaining weight.  In fact Dr Jones wanted to know what mommy was feeding her.  Since the check last week, Josie has started on an expensive formula, gripe water, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Maalox&lt;/span&gt;, and now a new drop of medicine that seems to be possibly doing the trick.  She has been enjoying her swing, bouncer, and just plain life much more,  which allows for mommy and daddy to get things done.  I also don't have to listen to her scream as much.  Her favorite thing is to be in the bathroom with the fan on in her bouncer.  That is where she naps while I'm on the couch.  I wonder if she will ever figure out that I have a much better spot to nap in.  As for me, I am continuing to be busy and keep mommy and daddy on their toes.  I like to hit, throw, and say NO!  I do as I want when I want and hope to God I don't get a spanking or put into time out.  I do spend a good portion of the day running from my mommy after I do something I'm not supposed to do.  I know my mommy and daddy love me, but I just want to keep pestering them to see what their breaking point is.  I love my mommy and daddy so much and they love Josie and I!  Anyway, all is good in the Meyers' house.  Hope all is well with everyone else.&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/8165835143214339362-1744572733614069959?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1744572733614069959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1744572733614069959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1744572733614069959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1744572733614069959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-professional-pictures-as-brother.html' title='First Professional Pictures as Brother and Sister'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TD5vndQTejI/AAAAAAAAAbA/KfJvRK0STpg/s72-c/josie+and+drew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3973662223385010605</id><published>2010-06-22T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:39:29.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting used to life with my new sister!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TCFv5gc88gI/AAAAAAAAAZI/OrSwKmLqfzY/s1600/DSC04356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485788854868570626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TCFv5gc88gI/AAAAAAAAAZI/OrSwKmLqfzY/s320/DSC04356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josie Nicole is now 3 weeks old.  Last week she weighed 7 lbs 2 oz and was 20 inches long at the doctors so she is growing like a weed.  She seems to keep my parents up a couple of times throughout the night.  I don't really hear her unless I climb into my parents bed at some point during the night, which I am known to do.  I have learned that I have to climb in bed by my daddy instead of mommy because she is still recovering from her "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ouchy&lt;/span&gt;."  Her left leg is still bothering her, but she sees the doctor this Friday to see if there is something wrong.  As for me, I got to go on my first boat ride of the season on Father's Day.  Thank you uncle Josh and Aunt Amy.  It was a very short ride because of the storm that was rolling in, but I still enjoyed it and can't wait to go again.  I ask mommy everyday if "uncle Amy" will take me on a boat ride, but she says maybe this weekend.  As you can see below, we also had a new pet on our porch a week or so ago.  Mommy's friend Ashley walked right by it to come to the front door.  It was a huge snake, that daddy chased off with a stick.  We think it lives in the ditch because we see it from time to time.  Daddy takes me to look for it every night, but we only occasionally see it.  Mommy is frightened &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; she opens the door because she thinks it will slither by her or get in the house.  I keep telling her we should just let it in and play with it, but she doesn't think that is such a great idea.  Since my sister has arrived I have continued to keep my parents on their toes.  Mommy still can't keep up with me and she can't pick me up so I know how to run really fast and squat down so she can't get me.  Ha, I have her fooled.  My mommy can't really take my sister and I out by herself to fun errands, like Target&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TCFv5YiwVKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/TgpvI8-sgjY/s1600/DSC04349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485788852745426082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TCFv5YiwVKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/TgpvI8-sgjY/s320/DSC04349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, since she can't lift me for a couple of weeks.  Therefore we are more limited to what we can do.  My mom was brave and took us both to the pool the other day and I played so good.  My mommy still doesn't get into the pool, but she just sits by and watches me along with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer&lt;/span&gt;.  I love to play in the baby pool with my cousin Halie Kate and all the other kids.  I can't wait for mommy to be able to get in and lift me in the pool.  Then we will be able to take my other cousins, Sophie and Hannah to the pool.  My life has changed since my sister has arrived, but I am adjusting.  I now try to scream louder than her when I want something and I let my parents know when " the monster wakes up."  I think someday I will enjoy playing with her, but for now I just occasionally bounce a ball off her head and then get yelled at.  I am just trying to keep her involved in the same activities that I am doing.  Mommy keeps telling me I have to be more careful.  I will try!  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TCFv5DpH98I/AAAAAAAAAY4/IgWbIzSl-XI/s1600/DSC04343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485788847134996418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TCFv5DpH98I/AAAAAAAAAY4/IgWbIzSl-XI/s320/DSC04343.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TCFv4s4XEHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/y7L0vN2hCT4/s1600/DSC04342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485788841024884850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TCFv4s4XEHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/y7L0vN2hCT4/s320/DSC04342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-3973662223385010605?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3973662223385010605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3973662223385010605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3973662223385010605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3973662223385010605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-used-to-life-with-my-new-sister.html' title='Getting used to life with my new sister!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TCFv5gc88gI/AAAAAAAAAZI/OrSwKmLqfzY/s72-c/DSC04356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6719253806377437937</id><published>2010-06-07T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T07:00:29.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josie Nicole has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxJa2OjaI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FysXRAoh1HE/s1600/DSC04259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480019990730935714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxJa2OjaI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FysXRAoh1HE/s320/DSC04259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxJLdgVJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/pBEmxvnG7As/s1600/DSC04336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480019986600711314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxJLdgVJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/pBEmxvnG7As/s320/DSC04336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxIkGXhsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3xDcyfe_mdk/s1600/DSC04325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480019976034682562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxIkGXhsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3xDcyfe_mdk/s320/DSC04325.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxIKEbDbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aUX4qv928JA/s1600/DSC04321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480019969047203250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxIKEbDbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aUX4qv928JA/s320/DSC04321.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxHnViQMI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ijwf-NtMn6M/s1600/DSC04338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480019959723737282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxHnViQMI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ijwf-NtMn6M/s320/DSC04338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The belly picture was one of the only pictures that mommy took while she was pregnant with my sister.  Aunt Kimmy took the picture about 2 weeks before my sister arrived. On Memorial Day, mommy and I went for a mile and a half walk, went to the pool and played for 2 hours, and then we went to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer's&lt;/span&gt; house for dinner.  I got to play with the neighbor kids and my mommy chased me everywhere.  Once we got home, I went to bed and mommy did not feel well.  Mommy called daddy to tell him she did not feel well, but daddy didn't  answer.  Daddy was in Huntsville, Alabama for work. Mommy called our neighbor, Brandi, who took me to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; Meyers and took mommy to the hospital.  At &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; Meyers, mommy's friend Lizzy was at the neighbors so she wondered what was going on.  When mommy arrived at the hospital, Lizzy and Brandi were with her.  After being assessed and given medication, the doctors decided it was time for mommy to have the baby.  My sister, Josie Nicole arrived on June 1st at 2:40 A.M.  She weighed 6lbs 5oz and was 18 inches long.  My daddy, who drove 800 miles back to come see Josie, mommy, and I did not get to see the birth of Josie, but boy when he saw her for the first time, his heart melted, according to my mommy.  My mommy was in the hospital for 4 nights so I got to stay the night with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; Meyers and then I got to hang out with my daddy all by myself.  I also got to visit my mommy and Josie in the hospital almost every night.  I got to eat ice cream &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I went to the hospital.  It was so good.  My sister and mommy came home on Friday and we have been just hanging out since then.  Mommy feels pretty good, but her left leg is bothering her.  She sees the Dr on Thursday to check the incision from the c-section.  Hopefully this leg pain will pass.  As for Josie, she sleeps, eats, and poops.  She even pooped all over her clothes and I think it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;.  As for me, I am busy as ever.  I know that my mommy can't pick me up right now and I am faster than mommy right now, so I use that to my advantage.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you all soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-6719253806377437937?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6719253806377437937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6719253806377437937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6719253806377437937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6719253806377437937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/06/josie-nicole-has-arrived.html' title='Josie Nicole has arrived!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/TAzxJa2OjaI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FysXRAoh1HE/s72-c/DSC04259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1930694371129108860</id><published>2010-05-19T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T06:11:51.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to Build A Bear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S_Pd2RqlneI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KahjoMcHYt4/s1600/DSC04247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472961896709987810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S_Pd2RqlneI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KahjoMcHYt4/s320/DSC04247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S_Pd18_qoVI/AAAAAAAAAX4/llccgePRpFQ/s1600/DSC04243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472961891161252178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S_Pd18_qoVI/AAAAAAAAAX4/llccgePRpFQ/s320/DSC04243.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&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;My neighbor/girlfriend, Cali Bach turned 3 and she had her party at Build A Bear.  Mommy and Daddy said it was a little too stimulating for me, but I loved it.  I ran around and had mommy and daddy chasing me in every direction.  I ended up getting a brown bear and named him Tex.  Daddy said the problem with the bear was that I wanted the pink bows.  As you can see in the picture, I got my way, I got the pink bows for Tex's ears.  However, as soon as we got home my daddy took the pink bows off.  Guess he didn't think I needed pink.  He needs to get used to pink since I am going to have a sister anyday.  As for the bike picture, mommy added it because this is what I do every morning.  I guess I d&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S_Pd1tPv_kI/AAAAAAAAAXw/U3wj1l5x3YM/s1600/DSC04235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472961886933745218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S_Pd1tPv_kI/AAAAAAAAAXw/U3wj1l5x3YM/s320/DSC04235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ont think I get enough excercise during the day so I feel the need to ride my bike every morning.  As for new things, my mommy has been done with work since last week.  She had to get a Dr's note because it was getting too difficult for her to work and be on her feet all day long.  She had to go to the hospital early in the morning the other day because her and daddy thought my sister was going to come early.  The Dr. stopped mommy's contractions with some meds and then sent her home until the end of the week.  On Friday mommy goes back to the Dr. and she thinks they will take her off this medicine and let her have my sister whenever she decides to come.  Hopefully for my sister's sake, daddy will be in town.  He is getting ready to do some traveling that he can't get around and mommy keeps telling daddy that he is going to miss the birth of my sister.  Please keep my mommy and sister in your prayers because there are some complications that may arise during the c-section and therefore it will be a longer procedure than in the past.  Mommy and daddy want to thank everyone who has helped out the past couple of weeks and will probably continue to help throughout the upcoming weeks.  Mommy is unable to chase me around like she used to and I have not slowed down so I have been going to gma Meyers' almost everyday to play with my friends.  Gma Mauer has also been a big help with taking mommy and Drew different places. Thanks again for everything.  Talk to you all soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-1930694371129108860?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1930694371129108860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1930694371129108860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1930694371129108860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1930694371129108860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-went-to-build-bear.html' title='I went to Build A Bear!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S_Pd2RqlneI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KahjoMcHYt4/s72-c/DSC04247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1674085106325327554</id><published>2010-04-27T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:44:47.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is here!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S9ecPAVn5rI/AAAAAAAAAXo/JJkFWhbvJGs/s1600/DSC04213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465008454440052402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S9ecPAVn5rI/AAAAAAAAAXo/JJkFWhbvJGs/s320/DSC04213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S9ecO0k-g-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/x0CjxD7i-cI/s1600/DSC04214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465008451283223522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S9ecO0k-g-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/x0CjxD7i-cI/s320/DSC04214.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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone is enjoying the nice Iowa weather the last couple of weeks.  After a very long, cold, and snowy winter we are able to play outside almost everyday.  As you can see above I love to ride my big wheel and hang out with my girlfriend and neighbor, Cali Bach.  We see each other almost everyday either at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; Marcia's or at one of our houses.  We also go to a "Move and Groove" class on Saturday mornings and we have even made it to the zoo together.  I love hanging out with her and her brother, Ryan.  Besides hanging outside I like to play with whatever toys are around.  I have been playing with my basketball hoop that I got for Easter, but it still is a little high so I have to get bigger so I can score more points.  As for my sister, she is growing like a weed.  Mommy went to the doctor today and she is 32.5 weeks.  My sister &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weighs&lt;/span&gt; approximately 4lbs 12oz.  She is very low and causing a lot of bladder issues for mommy, but hopefully with a change of medication it will be okay.  Mommy stayed home from work today to go to her doctor's appointment and she is staying home tomorrow so she can just lay around and feel a little better.  I am glad she is staying home tomorrow because I just want to hang out with her.  I have also been a little sick the last couple of days.  Even though I take 3 daily medications for my allergies, I have finally been hit with them.  Mommy says she may take me into see my doctor tomorrow to see if there is something else wrong.  On top of allergies I am cutting my last 2 molars.  One of them has popped through, but I still have the other to come.  Hopefully, these teeth come through quickly because then maybe I will feel a lot better also.  Some new words or phrases that I love to say: "that's a great idea; mommy,what that (when mommy is eating something and I want to know what it is); I want chocolate (all day and night); and my not like that."  I hope all is well with everyone.  Keep praying for mommy and my sister so they stay healthy and they make it through the next 6 weeks.  Talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-1674085106325327554?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1674085106325327554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1674085106325327554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1674085106325327554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1674085106325327554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-is-here.html' title='Spring is here!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S9ecPAVn5rI/AAAAAAAAAXo/JJkFWhbvJGs/s72-c/DSC04213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7097557158135788555</id><published>2010-04-12T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:40:27.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The snow is finally GONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S8PRJCauttI/AAAAAAAAAXY/2EvkneSdE0U/s1600/DSC04212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459437126501185234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S8PRJCauttI/AAAAAAAAAXY/2EvkneSdE0U/s320/DSC04212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S8PRI7OBS3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/cU7my1HkGJM/s1600/DSC04222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459437124568828786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S8PRI7OBS3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/cU7my1HkGJM/s320/DSC04222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S8PRIUXyBJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/3dxTHU1fnLs/s1600/DSC04208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459437114140787858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S8PRIUXyBJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/3dxTHU1fnLs/s320/DSC04208.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/_jU3yylW1uP0/S8PRHx5j41I/AAAAAAAAAXA/q_WUeesXyP8/s1600/DSC04207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459437104887227218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S8PRHx5j41I/AAAAAAAAAXA/q_WUeesXyP8/s320/DSC04207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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;So the snow is finally gone and we have been able to play outside a lot the last couple of weeks.  I have made it to the zoo twice already and I love it.  My favorite thing at the zoo is the penguins and feeding the peacocks.  My daddy taught me that if I put my hand out with a cracker in it, the peacock will come.  I thought it was funny when the peacock ate the cracker right out of my hand.  Mommy was not very happy with daddy when he showed me how to feed the peacock.  She is afraid that the peacock will bite me.  Besides he zoo, I have got to ride my bike and my new big wheel outside almost everyday for the last couple of weeks.  I love to play outside.  I would stay outside all day everyday if possible.   On Easter, the bunny came and delivered me a basket with candy, a new basketball hoop, and an easel.  At aunt Amy's the bunny came and delivered me some more candy and bubbles. We also got to go on an Easter Egg hunt.  I found so many eggs.  I loved opening them and finding all the candy.  I didn't care about the quarters, just the chocolate. After Amy's, we went to grandma and grandpa Mauer's and played outside on the neighbors swing set.  We had dinner and I got some diapers and another big wheel.  Gma Mauer forgot that she had got me a big wheel for my birthday so we will have to take that back and get something different.  Thanks to all my grandparents, Aunt Amy, Uncle Josh, mommy, daddy, and everyone else for a great Easter.  I loved all of them.  As for news about my mommy and baby sister, all is good.  Mommy goes back to the Doctor on Thursday for her 31 week appointment.  She is starting to get a little uncomfortable because my sister is more active then I was in her tummy.  Mommy is a little worried that Baby girl Meyers may be more onery and active than I am.  Is that possible?  Mommy is wondering how much longer she will have to work.  She is getting to the point where standing on her feet is not comfortable, but she is not puffy like she was with me, which is good.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Keep praying for all of us to stay healthy.  Talk to you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7097557158135788555?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7097557158135788555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7097557158135788555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7097557158135788555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7097557158135788555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/04/snow-is-finally-gone.html' title='The snow is finally GONE!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S8PRJCauttI/AAAAAAAAAXY/2EvkneSdE0U/s72-c/DSC04212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4351526073698776821</id><published>2010-03-22T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:36:42.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been busy this past month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S6gieEHinbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/4Aupc5wNk78/s1600-h/jack+and+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451645248828775858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S6gieEHinbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/4Aupc5wNk78/s320/jack+and+drew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S6gidsDRdzI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MfLMpvXh4Go/s1600-h/DSC04204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451645242368423730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S6gidsDRdzI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MfLMpvXh4Go/s320/DSC04204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy the last couple of weeks keeping mommy and daddy on their toes.  My aunt, Cathy and cousin Jackson came to visit my new cousin, Addison and the rest of the family.  Jackson and I loved playing with Max, aunt Katie and uncle Tony's dog.  Of course we were not always nice to him, but mommy and daddy let me know if we were being too mean.  I think after that weekend, Max was worn out and so was I.  The next week, mommy took me to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Childrens&lt;/span&gt; Museum with Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer&lt;/span&gt; and my cousins.  I have been there several times, but mommy had never been there and she was very upset that the day we decided to go was the day everyone else must have been off also.  We stayed for an hour and a half or so.  I loved driving the cars, fire truck, playing in the ball room, grocery shopping, and most of all painting my face.  I was very upset when mommy made me leave.  We have also celebrated yet another birthday this month.  Mommy had a birthday on March 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, but we did not do much.  Daddy was out of town for the second year in a row so we just celebrated with "hot candles" last night.  All I want to do at birthday parties is blow out the hot candles, which I got to do last night.  As for other things that are new: "mom, I not listening to you;" bowling is so much fun, but I would rather kick the ball than throw the ball; I love Fruit Loops and of course CHOCOLATE; I have went potty on the big potty a couple times, I sleep in my own bed through the night, I have been healthy (knock on wood), and I love to play the drums downstairs with my daddy.  As for my mom and baby sister, "Josie," which "daddy don't like Josie," (so I don't think Josie will be the name) they are doing okay.  Mommy had to go to the Doctor last week because she had not been feeling well.  The baby is fine, but mommy is not feeling the best.  My baby sister is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ornery&lt;/span&gt; just like me.  As you can see in the picture above, which is not the best when downloaded, she also has my nose and mouth.  She has been head down for a couple of weeks already.  She is also moving all over during the day and night which makes mommy sick to her stomach.  Last week at 27 weeks, she weighed 2.5 pounds, which is 4 oz bigger than I was at that time.  Mommy goes back this week for her routine check-up.  Mommy is hoping to work as long as possible, but it is getting difficult for her to be on her feet all day long.  She has to make it to at least April 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; because otherwise she does not have enough sick leave.  Keep your fingers crossed that mommy can continue to work and that we all stay healthy.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S6gidTNpgBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vYxIVvTOx2g/s1600-h/DSC04195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451645235701055506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S6gidTNpgBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vYxIVvTOx2g/s320/DSC04195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S6gicxns7vI/AAAAAAAAAWg/187clMgSpXg/s1600-h/tony+and+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451645226683526898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S6gicxns7vI/AAAAAAAAAWg/187clMgSpXg/s320/tony+and+drew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-4351526073698776821?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4351526073698776821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4351526073698776821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4351526073698776821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4351526073698776821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-been-busy-this-past-month.html' title='I have been busy this past month!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S6gieEHinbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/4Aupc5wNk78/s72-c/jack+and+drew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6104816150080065929</id><published>2010-03-05T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T06:04:27.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new cousin, Addison Nicole has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S5EKs1PWFjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RKivoyd4KcA/s1600-h/DSC04155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445145189789603378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S5EKs1PWFjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RKivoyd4KcA/s320/DSC04155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S5EKsHoZFmI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Hxf4NW2M0QI/s1600-h/DSC04153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445145177546626658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S5EKsHoZFmI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Hxf4NW2M0QI/s320/DSC04153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S5EKrw_UUAI/AAAAAAAAAWI/IEQDyGq7U7Q/s1600-h/DSC04158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445145171468767234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S5EKrw_UUAI/AAAAAAAAAWI/IEQDyGq7U7Q/s320/DSC04158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S5EKraZwf7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/BVtEgiGMXlU/s1600-h/DSC04156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445145165405650866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S5EKraZwf7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/BVtEgiGMXlU/s320/DSC04156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On February 17, 2010 my new cousin, Addison Nicole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mauer&lt;/span&gt; was born.  She was 7 lbs 9 oz and mommy, daddy, and Addy are all doing good.  Since my Uncle Tony and Aunt Katie live so close, mommy and me have been spending a lot of time at their house.  Mommy goes over to hold Addy and I get to play with Max (the dog).  I love Max so much and as you can see in the pictures I sometimes think he is a pony and I try to ride on top of him.  I even pick on him, but Max always wins!  As for my other cousin, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaison&lt;/span&gt;, wow he is chubby!  Mommy wanted to post this picture because of his thunder thighs!  He is so cute!  The problem with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaison&lt;/span&gt; is I think that he is as big as me and he will fight back.  I steam rolled him last night at my uncle Tony's and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaison&lt;/span&gt; did not seem to like that.  He cried and I wondered what the problem was.  Mommy explained that I can't do that to a baby, but I thought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaison&lt;/span&gt; was strong.  Mommy is just hoping that I don't ever plan on doing that to my new sister. As for other new things, I have officially been in a big bed and I mean a big bed (queen) for almost 4 weeks now.  I have also been sleeping through the night for about 6 weeks.  Mommy and Daddy are so happy.  I am happy because the Sleep Fairy comes almost every night.  She brings me presents.  I almost always get cars, but I have also got a slinky, water bottle, and books.  I love the Sleep Fairy and I hope she continues to come.  As for mommy and my sister, they are doing good. Mommy just went to the Dr. this week for her 24.5 week check up. The doc says that my baby sister is almost 2 lbs already.  She is going to be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chunk&lt;/span&gt;.  I wonder if she will look like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaison&lt;/span&gt;?  My sister is still squishing mommy's bladder, especially now because she is already head down.  Mommy says she thinks my sister is going to be just like me, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ornery.  I guess we will see in 14 more weeks.  My aunt Cathy and cousin Jackson are in town this weekend so I have to go get ready to go play.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.  &lt;/span&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/8165835143214339362-6104816150080065929?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6104816150080065929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6104816150080065929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6104816150080065929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6104816150080065929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-new-cousin-addison-nicole-has.html' title='My new cousin, Addison Nicole has arrived!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S5EKs1PWFjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RKivoyd4KcA/s72-c/DSC04155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4704389814300419783</id><published>2010-02-16T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:57:36.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to have a SISTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S3tLQa9CmMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dUo8K8hpP1k/s1600-h/DSC03992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439023720465340610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S3tLQa9CmMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dUo8K8hpP1k/s320/DSC03992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S3tLPzi2isI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gHMrHR4yfCg/s1600-h/DSC04069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439023709886515906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S3tLPzi2isI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gHMrHR4yfCg/s320/DSC04069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S3tLOCk5lXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/1v1ACCANQ20/s1600-h/DSC04088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439023679561897330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S3tLOCk5lXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/1v1ACCANQ20/s320/DSC04088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obviously, I have been busy.  I got to climb a rock wall at a birthday party and go sledding with my daddy a couple of times.  I love to play outside no matter what the temperature is.  I get very angry at mommy and daddy when they make me go inside after ten minutes.  They say it is too cold, but I don't care.  I just want to play outside in the snow, whether it be sledding or shoveling.  As most of you know I am going to be a big brother.  After 9 ultrasounds (mommy is so lucky to have one everytime she goes in), the doctors finally told mommy that she is goinng to have a little girl.  I am going to have a sister in June.  Mommy has been a little miserable because my sister is super low and squishing mommy's bladder.  We all know that my mommy has a really bad bladder to begin with.  Mommy just prays they do not put her on bed rest before April because she does not have enough days at work.  Keep your fingers crossed for my mommy and sister so that they are both healthy for the next couple of months. I am officially a big boy! My binkies have been gone for a month now and this past weekend I consistently climbed out of my crib so mommy and daddy moved me to a BIG bed.  Most kids have a toddler bed, but I really scored.  I got a queen bed.  Mommy and daddy decided that they would have to store the bed and buy a smaller bed for me or just move me into the bigger bed.  Up until tonight, I have done really good.  I can't get in or out of my room, yet.  There are door handle covers on both sides of the door and all the window handles have been taken off so I can't open the window and climb out to the roof (I'm sure when I am a teenager I will figure this out).  The sleep fairy has come every night for 3 weeks because I have been sleeping so well.  Tonight, I want mommy and daddy to lay with me.  I just keep crying "mommy, hug me."  My crying will eventually get one of them to come in or at least that is my goal.  Some of my new favorite foods to eat are snow, frozen waffles (I will not even let my parents toast it), Doritoes, and lots of bananas.  As for new words, I have a large amount of words in my vocabulary.  I pretty much repeat every word I hear, so if you are around, watch what you say.  I hope you all had a great Valentines Day!  A big congrats to my neighbors, the Meiska's.  They have another boy, Finn Andrew.  Yep, that makes four for them.  I can't wait until it gets warm out and I can go play with Juderbug and meet Finn.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon. &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/8165835143214339362-4704389814300419783?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4704389814300419783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4704389814300419783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4704389814300419783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4704389814300419783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-going-to-have-sister.html' title='I&apos;m going to have a SISTER!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S3tLQa9CmMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dUo8K8hpP1k/s72-c/DSC03992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6506505404091585474</id><published>2010-01-17T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:30:13.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday and lots of snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQJdU_pkI/AAAAAAAAAVg/O8vdIMLHG0c/s1600-h/DSC04102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427910836821665346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQJdU_pkI/AAAAAAAAAVg/O8vdIMLHG0c/s320/DSC04102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQJC1MhhI/AAAAAAAAAVY/k4hboFPKdtY/s1600-h/DSC04055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427910829708969490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQJC1MhhI/AAAAAAAAAVY/k4hboFPKdtY/s320/DSC04055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQIy5V9fI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/90o85F_5Zcs/s1600-h/DSC04052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427910825431397874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQIy5V9fI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/90o85F_5Zcs/s320/DSC04052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQIVZxhDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/W4NtxuDhRkY/s1600-h/DSC04041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427910817514357810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQIVZxhDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/W4NtxuDhRkY/s320/DSC04041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQINfsM9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/oPUx9_zMoOs/s1600-h/DSC04006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427910815391691730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQINfsM9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/oPUx9_zMoOs/s320/DSC04006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy and I are really sorry that we have not posted for a long time.  Mommy has been very busy trying to take care of me and my future baby brother or sister.  My birthday party this year was the day before my birthday.  Mommy made lots of food and gma Mauer bought a huge Mickey Mouse cake.  All of my cousins came to my house along with most of my aunts and uncles.  I received lots of really cool toys.  One of the best toys was my new helmet that is pictured above, like father, like son.  Thank you to everyone who attended my party as well as all the people who sent me gifts.  I loved them all.  The actual day of my 2nd birthday, I had my second set of tubes put in.  Since that day, I have been good as gold.  Mommy is crossing her fingers that I continue to stay healthy.  Besides my birthday we have had a lot of snow over the past few weeks.  Mommy has had a total of 6 snow days in the past couple of weeks.  She is loving it and so am I because I get to hang out with her.  I have went sledding, eaten snow for the first time (papa told me not to eat yellow snow), played in the snow, hung out with mommy and daddy, played with my cousins, and just plain had fun.  My new favorite things to play with are cars.  I throw them off the stairs or put the in the pvc pipe my daddy got me for Christmas so they come out the other side.  I also like my dinosaurs.  My new words are "what happened, ice goes (some sort of funny sound I make), and whopsie daisy."  I basically repeat everything and talk all the time.  I'm not sure who I get that from, must be my dad. Ha!  Last week, I got rid of my binky and I have not even cried much.  We gave them all to baby Kaison or at least that is what I think happened.  As for my mommy and the baby, all seems to be okay.  She is now 18 weeks and still does not know what the baby's sex is because my brother or sister crosses their legs every time the Dr looks.  On Friday, mommy had to go to the hospital to make sure everything was okay.  She has been fighting some bladder issues as always.  After being pumped full of antibiotics, mommy was sent home.  Next week she has to go back to the Dr for another check up and then in a week and a half mommy has to go in for her 20 week appointment.  The baby seems to be okay, but mommy is just having some issues with the baby sitting on her bladder.  Please keep my mommy and the baby in your prayers as they still have 22 weeks to go.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.  &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/8165835143214339362-6506505404091585474?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6506505404091585474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6506505404091585474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6506505404091585474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6506505404091585474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2nd-birthday-and-lots-of-snow.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday and lots of snow!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/S1PQJdU_pkI/AAAAAAAAAVg/O8vdIMLHG0c/s72-c/DSC04102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6016150813591629824</id><published>2009-12-25T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:53:25.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEGA2lWmI/AAAAAAAAAU4/bwM-aY7ypm8/s1600-h/DSC03989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419382965453281890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEGA2lWmI/AAAAAAAAAU4/bwM-aY7ypm8/s320/DSC03989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEFmw2u5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/ojomH88LgS8/s1600-h/DSC03987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419382958449933202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEFmw2u5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/ojomH88LgS8/s320/DSC03987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEFKjxMnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rW__WgPxDzY/s1600-h/DSC03984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419382950878851698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEFKjxMnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rW__WgPxDzY/s320/DSC03984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEEUsmmPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/PrOiJBoLsoI/s1600-h/DSC03968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419382936420391154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEEUsmmPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/PrOiJBoLsoI/s320/DSC03968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEEHtI9SI/AAAAAAAAAUY/csfNCc8Z7zw/s1600-h/DSC03932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419382932932982050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEEHtI9SI/AAAAAAAAAUY/csfNCc8Z7zw/s320/DSC03932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas was a little different this year than in the past.  On Christmas Eve we still went to Grandma and Grandpa Meyers thanks to Uncle Tony's truck.  It started to snow earlier in the day and mommy knew that we would not make it home if we didn't take Tony's truck.  After a wonderful dinner and family time, I got to open some presents.  I got some new pj's and some other clothes.  I can't wait to wear them.  when we left grandma and grandpa's it was pretty bad outside.  We went and picked uncle Tony up and ended up getting locked out of our house.  Our garage door would not open due to low batteries and mommy and daddy did not have house keys.  Again, thank God to uncle Tony for having some extra batteries and helping daddy get the garage code to work.  We were able to stay at our house on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chrismas&lt;/span&gt; Eve. Santa came and left me lots of little toys and books.  He also left me a huge thing of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playdoh&lt;/span&gt; and a pipe to roll all of my cars down.  I think the pipe was the biggest hit.  Thanks Santa.  Grandma and Grandpa Meyers tried to come get all of us to go to Aunt Amy's, but they could not get around McPherson.  We were officially snowed in on Christmas.  So instead of hanging out with family, eating lots of food, and playing with a bunch of new toys, I hung out with mommy and daddy.  We went outside and played in the snow for about 5 minutes.  I got to play with some new toys, eat lunch, took a nap with mommy, made cookies with daddy (as you can tell I was not the biggest help), watched some Mickey Mouse and Wonder Pets, played with more toys, and ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Quesadillas&lt;/span&gt; for dinner.  This was not a typical Christmas, but I still had a lot of fun.  Just another quick update on mommy and me.  Mommy goes to the Dr on Wednesday for her 16 week appointment so hopefully we will find out whether I am going to have a brother or sister.  I am sure I am going to have a sister!  On Monday, my second birthday, I am scheduled to have another set of tubes put in my ears.  For the past 10 weeks I have been battling some nasty junk and part of it could be due to the tubes.  I guess we will see after Monday.  Please keep us all in your prayers in the upcoming weeks.  Merry Christmas to all and Happy Birthday to me on Monday! Talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-6016150813591629824?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6016150813591629824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6016150813591629824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6016150813591629824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6016150813591629824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SzWEGA2lWmI/AAAAAAAAAU4/bwM-aY7ypm8/s72-c/DSC03989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8248096389029259139</id><published>2009-12-09T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:57:19.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Snow Days in a Row!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SyBfC62zegI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pG68qtG-qVE/s1600-h/DSC03909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413431255862835714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SyBfC62zegI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pG68qtG-qVE/s320/DSC03909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SyBfCbKSsJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/tKbgjBje4QA/s1600-h/DSC03908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413431247354638482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SyBfCbKSsJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/tKbgjBje4QA/s320/DSC03908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow will be mommy's third day off in a row due to snow.  I love hanging out with her. Today, daddy even stayed home and worked from home.  I have taken a nap with mommy the last two days and plan to again tomorrow.  I got to play in the snow for 5 minutes today.  I probably would have played out there longer, but mommy made me come back in because it was way too cold. I also have had gourmet lunches everyday since we have been home.  They have consisted of hot dogs, mac and cheese, and peanut butter and jelly. I even had pudding tonight.  As you can see I ate it on my own.  Mommy took my shirt off because she knew that I would get messy.  What she did not know was that I would get it all over my pants also.  I ended up taking a shower with my dad to get all the pudding off my body, including behind my ears.  Besides the snow days, I finally feel better.  I even went back to the Dr on Monday to see if I needed to have a second set of tubes put in.  After 7 weeks of fluid, I am finally in the clear.  As of now, I do not need another tube.  Mommy said that as soon as the new year comes, I will probably need a new set and that would just be great timing, NOT!  The only issue I have now is my bottom, or what I call my "bum" is a little raw.  Mommy has been caking on the paste, but it doesn't seem to be working.  I hope it feels better soon because I would like to be able to sit on my bum and not be in pain.  Enough about me.  I want to share a little about my new sibling that will arrive in June. Mommy went to the Dr. last week for her 12 week appointment.  The Dr told mommy that she had a very active baby.  Mommy figured she was going to have another baby just like me.  Yippeee!  The Dr tried really hard to see whether of not I was going to have a brother or sister, but the baby would not sit still.  I guess mommy has to wait until her next appointment to find out.  I think she thinks I am going to have a sister.  I have tried to explain to her that I have told her from the beginning that I was having a sister, but she doesn't seem to believe me.  I guess I will have to wait also.  Hope all is well with everyone and keep praying that my mommy and the baby continue to be healthy.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SyBfCOdzAWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hmosCwE7gcY/s1600-h/DSC03907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413431243946787170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SyBfCOdzAWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hmosCwE7gcY/s320/DSC03907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SyBfBvKTwwI/AAAAAAAAAT4/3gcZ4kbGvRY/s1600-h/DSC03899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413431235543548674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SyBfBvKTwwI/AAAAAAAAAT4/3gcZ4kbGvRY/s320/DSC03899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-8248096389029259139?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8248096389029259139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8248096389029259139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8248096389029259139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8248096389029259139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-snow-days-in-row.html' title='Three Snow Days in a Row!!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SyBfC62zegI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pG68qtG-qVE/s72-c/DSC03909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6215483666960955383</id><published>2009-11-09T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T19:37:40.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new secret, but you have to read to find out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcHSshI1I/AAAAAAAAATw/gFj8E_KMr5g/s1600-h/DSC03872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309770866664274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcHSshI1I/AAAAAAAAATw/gFj8E_KMr5g/s320/DSC03872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcHA6Y4XI/AAAAAAAAATo/7GFeTOl5UdU/s1600-h/DSC03846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309766093005170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcHA6Y4XI/AAAAAAAAATo/7GFeTOl5UdU/s320/DSC03846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcG9qkWOI/AAAAAAAAATg/fxg9zJd3CDA/s1600-h/DSC03835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309765221341410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcG9qkWOI/AAAAAAAAATg/fxg9zJd3CDA/s320/DSC03835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcGv_s8-I/AAAAAAAAATY/sZeg-i0gRxw/s1600-h/DSC03834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309761551889378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcGv_s8-I/AAAAAAAAATY/sZeg-i0gRxw/s320/DSC03834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcGW0MlHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/G_cbJNRPsUc/s1600-h/DSC03831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309754792744050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcGW0MlHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/G_cbJNRPsUc/s320/DSC03831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, it has been awhile since my mom has posted. We have been busy and mommy has been so tired.  Halloween this year was so fun.  We started at my great grandparents, in which they offered me candy if I would take pictures.  Of course, I took the pictures.  Next, we went to grandma and papa Meyers.  We trick or treated with my cousins, Hannah, Sophie, and Carly.  It was fun, but we had to leave because we had to go to our neighbors, the Meiska's.  Boy, their house was scary.  They had all these boys dressed up and lots of people at their house.  I can't wait for next year to go trick or treating with all the neighborhood boys.  Last, we went home and I went to bed.  Oh, after I threw up from coughing, I went to bed.  I had not felt well for a couple of weeks so mommy took me to the Dr on Monday.  I had a sinus infection, bad cough, and my tube is out, with fluid behind my ear.  An antibiotic and cough syrup and I should feel better.  This past weekend we had my cousin, Sophie's birthday party.  She had an ice skating party and I actually got out on the ice.  I did not like the skating part because the shoes were too big.  My daddy carried me around on the ice and I seemed to like that.  The next night we had cake and ice cream at Auntie Amy's and Uncle Josh's.  I got to see the new kitty cat, Skittles, that Sophie got for her birthday.  Mommy hopes that I never ask for a cat because she says I'm never going to get one.  Someday, I will convince her I need and want one.  Today, mommy took me back to the ear, nose, and throat Dr.  My tube is tilted and I have fluid behind my ears.  They put me on more medicine and I have to go back in 3 weeks.  If there is still fluid, then we may have to do round two of tubes.  Mommy says she hopes I'm better because for as little as those little black things are, they sure are expensive.  I will keep you updated on my ears.  Okay, you have all been waiting  for me to tell you my secret.  Here goes, I'm going to be a big brother in June.  I keep telling mommy and daddy that I want a "baby sisssta."  I guess only time will tell whether I get a baby sister or brother.  I hope you keep my mommy and baby brother or sister in your prayers as they have a long road until the baby arrives.  I guess that explains why my mommy has been so tired.  Hope all is well with everyone!  Talk to you soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-6215483666960955383?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6215483666960955383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6215483666960955383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6215483666960955383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6215483666960955383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-new-secret-but-you-have-to-read.html' title='I have a new secret, but you have to read to find out!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SvjcHSshI1I/AAAAAAAAATw/gFj8E_KMr5g/s72-c/DSC03872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7846185920243459460</id><published>2009-10-18T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:38:45.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Stu_WL_LhLI/AAAAAAAAATI/zHtpRRzcrIo/s1600-h/DSC03780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394115366602114226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Stu_WL_LhLI/AAAAAAAAATI/zHtpRRzcrIo/s320/DSC03780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Stu-mJYNxKI/AAAAAAAAATA/5CG0sDPv_ao/s1600-h/DSC03767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394114541268092066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Stu-mJYNxKI/AAAAAAAAATA/5CG0sDPv_ao/s320/DSC03767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Stu-l2bnC7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/27vczQu6IBU/s1600-h/DSC03787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394114536182057906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Stu-l2bnC7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/27vczQu6IBU/s320/DSC03787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend there was snow and this weekend we went to the Pumpkin Patch. My daddy was out of town last week in New York and when he returned on Friday we went to the Pumpkin Patch. It was a family adventure with my grandma, aunt Kimmie, Kris, mommy, daddy, and all of my girl cousins. I had so much fun. I got to feed the camels, goats, and some llamas. I was able to jump on some type of tent with my cousins, Hallie, Mallori, and Ellie.  Thanks Ellie for taking me out there.  My daddy took me through my first Haunted House and I didn't even get scared.  I even tried to eat popcorn off the dirty ground, but mommy stopped me.  I was kind of upset about that.  I think I have convinced my parents to take me back to the Pumpkin Patch next weekend because I will not stop talking about it.  As for other news, I am starting to talk so much it amazes mommy, daddy, and any other people I talk to.  I can say big words like breakable (bwak a ble) and chemicals (chem i cals) and I really do know what they mean.  On the way to Target this morning, as we approached the sign, I said "mommy, Tawget."  Inside Target I said hi and bye to every person in the store.  Of course everyone thought I was so cute in my hat, but mommy just wanted to hurry and get out of the store.  She bought me some treats to eat in the cart so I would stop talking and just eat.  Little did she know that I can eat and talk just like her!  Daddy and Timmy ran in a race this morning at the zoo and then they worked on our upstairs bedroom.  They got it trimmed and as we speak daddy is starting to paint.  Next week the carpet will be here and then the furniture will come on Halloween.  Mommy is getting excited to have another play area besides her living room.  Once this is finished then the basement will have to follow.  As for baby Kaison, I love him so much.  Everytime I hear somebody say baby or a baby cries I say, "mommy, baby Kaison is crying." I guess I have a lot to learn about babies.  I hope all is well with everyone!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7846185920243459460?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7846185920243459460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7846185920243459460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7846185920243459460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7846185920243459460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch-adventure.html' title='Pumpkin Patch Adventure'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Stu_WL_LhLI/AAAAAAAAATI/zHtpRRzcrIo/s72-c/DSC03780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4678632975946707539</id><published>2009-09-28T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:44:58.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new cousin, Kaison James Mauer has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SsFlp6VboqI/AAAAAAAAASw/Z_HZOn6QcpA/s1600-h/Drew+and+his+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386698400020013730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SsFlp6VboqI/AAAAAAAAASw/Z_HZOn6QcpA/s320/Drew+and+his+hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SsFjlP_lqoI/AAAAAAAAASo/Jr-SWQ2z_Aw/s1600-h/DSC03741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386696120911374978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SsFjlP_lqoI/AAAAAAAAASo/Jr-SWQ2z_Aw/s320/DSC03741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new cousin, Kaison James Phu Mauer was born on Tuesday, September 22, 2009. He weighed 8 lbs 3 oz and was 4 weeks early. Thu and Kaison are home and settling in. This past weekend was also Thu's baby shower that mommy and her sisters were hosting. My aunt Cathy and Jackson came back for. They not only got to be a part of the shower, but also got to meet little Kaison. I have also met him, but don't really care. I would rather play with their two dogs. I don't think I even really noticed that little guy laying on his boppy pillow. Maybe when Kaison gets a little older I will be able to play with him and teach him how to be naughty for his parents.  My allergies are driving me crazy.  I have had a runny nose and a bit of a cough the last couple of days.  I am still taking Singular and Zyrtec, hoping that will take care of the problems, but it does not seem to be helping.  Hopefully this winter I will be better than last winter.  My daddy is having Sinus Surgery on Thursday so keep him in your thoughts and prayers.  I hope all is well with everyone!  Talk to you soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-4678632975946707539?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4678632975946707539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4678632975946707539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4678632975946707539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4678632975946707539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-cousin-kaison-james-mauer-has.html' title='My new cousin, Kaison James Mauer has arrived!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SsFlp6VboqI/AAAAAAAAASw/Z_HZOn6QcpA/s72-c/Drew+and+his+hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3405766577905495938</id><published>2009-09-14T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:33:26.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new bike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sq7qo7Y9sgI/AAAAAAAAASg/gJBG4nOuQ_M/s1600-h/DSC03705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381496593612386818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sq7qo7Y9sgI/AAAAAAAAASg/gJBG4nOuQ_M/s320/DSC03705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sq7qodeIkYI/AAAAAAAAASY/nNDGdjg9UtI/s1600-h/DSC03722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381496585581007234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sq7qodeIkYI/AAAAAAAAASY/nNDGdjg9UtI/s320/DSC03722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; My mommy and daddy got me a new bike.  It is called a balance bike.  The bike does not have peddles nor will it ever have peddles.  I have &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sq7qnqZKFoI/AAAAAAAAASQ/x4GWt1modtc/s1600-h/DSC03710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381496571869927042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sq7qnqZKFoI/AAAAAAAAASQ/x4GWt1modtc/s320/DSC03710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;already learned to move my legs and "walk" on the bike as I ride it.  My daddy found this bike and it is amazing.  Once I figure out how to get going fast I can pick up my feet and coast.  Eventually the key is that if I can ride this bike I will be able to get on any bike with peddles and go without training wheels. I guess time will tell.  Besides my new bike, I also got a helmet.  I love to wear it around the house.  The picture of me in my helmet looks just like my uncle Brian's baby pictures.  Mommy loves this picture. On Saturday we were grilling out for family and friends and what do you know the hot air balloons went over our house.  Well, all but one.  That particular one had to land in our backyard and have all the guys help get it taken down and loaded in the truck.  It was so cool to see a hot air balloon in my backyard. My allergies have flared up again.  I am now taking a daily dose of Singular and now Zyrtec.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ugg&lt;/span&gt;, I can't wait for it to freeze.  Hopefully then my allergies will go away.  Today my cousin Carly and I got our flu shots.  We both screamed, but I think I screamed louder.  I HATE SHOTS!!!!!  Everyday I am learning new words.  Mommy listened to me talk to cheerios in the car on the way to grandma's house last week.  I was saying "Hi cheerios, Hi cheerios!"  Mommy was laughing.  I also love to say "Hello, bye, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt;, grandma, my daddy, and any other word I can repeat, even words my mommy and daddy don't want me to repeat, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uck&lt;/span&gt; me."  This past Saturday, I also went to my new Move and Groove class.  I of course had a blast because I got to run all over.  The space is pretty small, but I loved it and can't wait for Saturday to do it again. I take the class with Cali Bach.  Funny thing is when we were on our way we argued about "Timmy, my daddy." "No, Timmy is my daddy."  I think I get a little confused about Timmy.  I know who my daddy is, but I love Timmy and I love to say his name----"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Timmmmy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Timmmmy&lt;/span&gt;."  Next week my aunt Cathy and cousin Jackson are coming back for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thu's&lt;/span&gt; baby shower.  I'm sure I may have a baby cousin by then, but who knows.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kaison&lt;/span&gt; James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mauer&lt;/span&gt; weighs 7 lbs and Thu is 35 weeks this week.  My aunt Katie is also pregnant for those of you who do not know.  She is about 15 weeks and all is going good.  Keep praying for all my pregnant aunts and for my mom's friend, Barbie.  They all need extra prayers!!!  Hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-3405766577905495938?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3405766577905495938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3405766577905495938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3405766577905495938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3405766577905495938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-bike.html' title='My new bike!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sq7qo7Y9sgI/AAAAAAAAASg/gJBG4nOuQ_M/s72-c/DSC03705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3313461522834321356</id><published>2009-09-01T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:10:43.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sp3C8oF3yzI/AAAAAAAAASI/VVI2jOQPgpc/s1600-h/DSC03697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376667876960226098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sp3C8oF3yzI/AAAAAAAAASI/VVI2jOQPgpc/s320/DSC03697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sp3C7yzoOLI/AAAAAAAAASA/8mOXMsrR_6M/s1600-h/DSC03702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376667862656628914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sp3C7yzoOLI/AAAAAAAAASA/8mOXMsrR_6M/s320/DSC03702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend I went out to Kathy and Mick's house and played with Zoie.  I loved Zoie and also saying her name.  I got to play on uncle Mick's tractors and run all over outside.  I loved it and am still saying "Hi Mick and Hi Zoie."  My new words are "memote (remote), Mama, I pooped, outside, walk, and old.  Basically I repeat everything my parents say so they have to start watching the language they use around me because otherwise they may hear me say something that is inappropriate.  Mommy has been back at work for 4 weeks now and she says she is very stressed.  I guess she has a lot of "change" going on and we all know that my mom does not like change.  I hope school gets better for her.  Daddy has still been traveling a lot lately, which allows for mommy and I to spend lots of time together.  I love when she tickles me and plays with me when she gets home from work.  We have so much fun.  I wish daddy didn't have to travel, but mommy says "at least he has a job," unlike a lot of people in the world right now.  Daddy is getting ready to have a sinus surgery on October 1st so hopefully all will go well.  Pray for daddy and a speedy recovery. Tonight I actually wanted to call Papa to tell him good night.  Mommy said I had to call daddy and then we could call Papa.  I left a message on grandma Meyers' phone for grandma and papa.  I sure hope they get it.  I love hanging out with them everyday.  My grandparents are so great----all of them!  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Kaison Mauer is holding strong and weighs 5 pounds 2 oz at 33 weeks.  Thu has started going two days a week to monitor her and baby Kaison.  Who knows, maybe he will be here before we hold her shower in September.  I can't wait to meet him.&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/8165835143214339362-3313461522834321356?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3313461522834321356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3313461522834321356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3313461522834321356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3313461522834321356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-outside.html' title='Playing outside!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sp3C8oF3yzI/AAAAAAAAASI/VVI2jOQPgpc/s72-c/DSC03697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8845566360758445747</id><published>2009-08-17T17:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:59:50.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love corn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Son6qGEGCNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qck2vuN2efw/s1600-h/DSC03678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371099631705262290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Son6qGEGCNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qck2vuN2efw/s320/DSC03678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Erin, mommy's friend, I got to eat corn on the cob for the first time tonight. Of course it really was not on the cob when I ate it, but mommy scraped the corn off and I ate it.  It was so good.  As you can tell by the pictures I husked it and then mommy told me she was going to cook it so I opened the microwave and tried to cook it.  However, all the husk was not off and mommy freaked out.  She says she has bad memories of grandma Mauer making her husk corn and finding bugs all over.  This particular corn did not have any bugs so mommy forgave me.  After mommy boiled it, which if you do not know it takes 7 minutes, we had some yummy corn on the cob.  Another first today was the big scrape on my face.  I was playing at grandma Meyers' and oops fell down and hit my face.  When mommy picked me up today I was also in my third outfit for the day.  I decided to climb in the pool before grandma or grandpa could get me changed.  I just wanted to play in the water, so I did.  As you can see I try to keep everyone on their toes around me.  As daddy stated, "Drew wants to make an appearance and never wants anyone to forget him." I think my daddy is correct.  I love everyone, play hard, and want everyone to remember me for the busy child that I am.  Hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Son6prUo2KI/AAAAAAAAARw/qZrWTyf-fEQ/s1600-h/DSC03677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371099624526895266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Son6prUo2KI/AAAAAAAAARw/qZrWTyf-fEQ/s320/DSC03677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Son6pHYx6wI/AAAAAAAAARo/xbQXC0J1gcc/s1600-h/DSC03676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371099614880590594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Son6pHYx6wI/AAAAAAAAARo/xbQXC0J1gcc/s320/DSC03676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-8845566360758445747?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8845566360758445747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8845566360758445747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8845566360758445747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8845566360758445747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-corn.html' title='I love corn!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Son6qGEGCNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qck2vuN2efw/s72-c/DSC03678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4999677476242585532</id><published>2009-08-10T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:36:14.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is officially over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SoDUeMy70TI/AAAAAAAAARg/YT5Odh92d7Y/s1600-h/DSC03649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368524371121656114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SoDUeMy70TI/AAAAAAAAARg/YT5Odh92d7Y/s320/DSC03649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SoDT7kUgKKI/AAAAAAAAARY/4n1HQo0zvG8/s1600-h/DSC03653.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SoDT69eAzJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/RpRFezWnFs0/s1600-h/DSC03648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368523765711948946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SoDT69eAzJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/RpRFezWnFs0/s320/DSC03648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Summer is over and mommy headed back to work today. She was very sad to leave me at Grandma Meyers', but yet excited to get back to a routine. I am sad because I do not get to hang out with mommy everyday, but I guess grandma is ready to play with me.  This past weekend we had a sleepover at my house and then at my cousins house.  On Friday night, Hannah, Sophie, and baby Carly stayed the night with us.  It was so fun.  I tried to pick on Carly a little bit.  Infact mommy got to see what I would be like as a big brother some day and boy are my siblings in for a rude awakening.  On Saturday we went to Aunt Amy and Uncle Josh's house to play in the lake.  Mommy and daddy let me get in the lake, but I was not allowed to go under the water because of my tubes.  We also got to go for a boat ride.  Mommy and daddy had three different parties to attend on Saturday so I got to stay at my cousins' house.  It was so fun.  I even got to snuggle with Aunt Amy for some of the night because of course I am still not sleeping through the night and just want to cuddle with somebody.  Thanks Aunt Amy for being kind and letting me sleeping with you and not making me cry like mommy and daddy. I am still a very busy little guy.  I like to climb, especially at the park, like the picture above.  I love to play outside whenever possible.  I am really into catching bugs and frogs and playing with them.  I even had a bee on me at the pool last week and I tried to pet it, but mommy was quick to flick it off me so I didn't get stung.  Thank God!  I am hoping one day my mommy and daddy will let me keep some of the creatures I capture as a pet, like my nice neighbors the Bach's.  They have a pet snake and plenty of our frogs!  Mommy and daddy say they are not allowed to come and get anymore of our frogs.  NO MORE as daddy and I would say!  I hope all is well with everyone and pray that my parents are nice enough in the near future to give me a pet that I capture outside our house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-4999677476242585532?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4999677476242585532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4999677476242585532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4999677476242585532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4999677476242585532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-is-officially-over.html' title='Summer is officially over!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SoDUeMy70TI/AAAAAAAAARg/YT5Odh92d7Y/s72-c/DSC03649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-525514663597331514</id><published>2009-07-27T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:55:43.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sm5ZVydLJAI/AAAAAAAAARI/cdCuJM8dHVg/s1600-h/DSC03502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363322437101102082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sm5ZVydLJAI/AAAAAAAAARI/cdCuJM8dHVg/s320/DSC03502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sm5WVF3hRrI/AAAAAAAAARA/p2SvmrXpF0A/s1600-h/DSC03543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363319126597125810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sm5WVF3hRrI/AAAAAAAAARA/p2SvmrXpF0A/s320/DSC03543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sm5WUgI3WhI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bKsvKmhj010/s1600-h/DSC03513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363319116469328402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sm5WUgI3WhI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bKsvKmhj010/s320/DSC03513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sm5WUCq76vI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oSmzl9svHgw/s1600-h/DSC03454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363319108559170290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sm5WUCq76vI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oSmzl9svHgw/s320/DSC03454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it has been so long since my mommy posted, but we have been busy. We went to the Ozarks with the Pelletts and I got to go fishing for the first time with my daddy. It lasted about 2 minutes and I was "all done." I was kind of crazy while I was there. I picked on Brody a little too much. Next stop, we went to Texas for a week and a half to see Cathy, Scott, Jackson, and Colin. It was very hot and humid in Texas. I loved the golf cart rides, running with the family, playing with all 3 of the dogs, and of couse swimming. Mommy and I got a little sick while we were there. Mommy spent a day in the ER for a UTI and I ended up at the Dr's office for a really bad bronchial upper respitory infection. They put me back on Singular, a steroid, and an antibiotic and I was cured. $220 later mommy and I feel better. Thank God daddy is healthy. Besides our vacations we have been pretty busy. Mommy and I usually go for a run in the morning. She even lets me wear my pj's and eat my breakfast on the run. I love it. Then we usually get ready for the day and go to grandma's house to play with all the other kiddos. Next, naptime and then pool. I love going to the pool with my cousins, but I am always the only boy (as you can see in the picture).  The baby pool opened at Cabana the day before we left for Houston and boy was mommy happy to see that.  Mommy usually spends a lot of time chasing me around the pool, but now that I am locked in the baby pool area she doesn't have to run as much.  Besides running around the pool, I am climbing on everything.  My new thing is to jump from my coffee table to the couch, even when nobody is watching.  I still climb up the outside railings of my stairs.  Mommy is so surprised that I have not climbed out of my crib yet.  Just waiting for the perfect time to catch my parents off guard and then I am going to climb out and take off!  Mommy had to go to training for work today for 3 hours and tomorrow for 3 hours and I already miss her.  I think both mommy and I have been attached at the hip all summer and her going back to work is going to be very difficult on both of us.  We only have this week and next so we better start adjusting.  I hope all is well with everyone.  I hope this new post gives people to read while they are at work.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-525514663597331514?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/525514663597331514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=525514663597331514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/525514663597331514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/525514663597331514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-vacations.html' title='Summer Vacations'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sm5ZVydLJAI/AAAAAAAAARI/cdCuJM8dHVg/s72-c/DSC03502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4277363611818818098</id><published>2009-06-24T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:25:04.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk! What does that mean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SkLqmhuJu7I/AAAAAAAAAQo/H43eMwsRKRQ/s1600-h/DSC03327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351097254877445042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SkLqmhuJu7I/AAAAAAAAAQo/H43eMwsRKRQ/s320/DSC03327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SkLqmVq3iQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/us-asNee8JU/s1600-h/DSC03341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351097251642444034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SkLqmVq3iQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/us-asNee8JU/s320/DSC03341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By looking at the pictures you can see we have been very busy.  We spend time hanging out in the house when it is really hot or going to the pool.  Mommy loves and hates taking me to the pool.  I don't understand that you have to walk and that I can't dive into the pool.  I don't really like the water this year as much as last unless there is nobody around, then I will dive right in.  We have been to the pool 4 times and I have fallen in 2 times.  Mommy gets really worried about the ears since she does not follow the Dr's orders by putting in my ear plugs.  She will learn one of these days when I have stuff draining from my ears from getting them wet.  Not only do I like to hang out outside, I also love to climb.  As you can see there is not much of a window seal, but boy can I climb up there and wait for my daddy to come home.  Sometimes I wait for a long time since daddy has been traveling to California so much. Last week I had to go to the Dr for my bottom.  Mommy was really concerned and thank goodness she took me in.  I had strep but and got put on an antibiotic for 10 days.  Hopefully by the end of the week all will be good.  Last weekend mommy went on her annual girls trip to the Ozarks with 9 other girls.  Mommy said it was fun, but I was a wreck.  I ran a fever and was miserable for daddy.  When mommy came home she found me with a black eye from running into a table at Aunt Amy's house.  As the days go by the eye looks much better.  Since mommy's return I have had a hard time going to bed.  I think that they are going to leave me and never come back.  I promise I will figure out the bedtime routine again soon.  Mommy hopes by this weekend since we are taking a family trip to Okoboji with the Pellett's.  I can't wait to go fishing.  My daddy bought me a Spider Man fishing pole.  We are going to catch a big fish. I'm sure if I do catch a big fish my mommy will post the picture.  Last week we also found out that my Aunt Thu and Uncle Brian are going to have a baby boy.  This week we had some good news about another pregnancy, but it is not mommy's place to share.  No, I am not going to be a big brother, but I sure do like babies. Maybe someday I will have a brother or sister, but not right now. I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-4277363611818818098?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4277363611818818098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4277363611818818098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4277363611818818098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4277363611818818098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/06/walk-what-does-that-mean.html' title='Walk! What does that mean?'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SkLqmhuJu7I/AAAAAAAAAQo/H43eMwsRKRQ/s72-c/DSC03327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-2460346457538639142</id><published>2009-06-16T15:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:37:44.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NTE5MTc*MTkzMiZwdD*xMjQ1MTkxODU3ODUyJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*zMDk1MmIzYWVjZDc*YjE*YTg1ZDE4OGRkMzkwYmRkZCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w722.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w722.photobucket.com/albums/ww227/meyersnl/8c520fc2.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s722.photobucket.com/albums/ww227/meyersnl/?action=view&amp;current=8c520fc2.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-2460346457538639142?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2460346457538639142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=2460346457538639142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2460346457538639142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2460346457538639142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7612766360555124905</id><published>2009-06-01T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:43:01.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SiSc-DmwYpI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VE1llkAO6KM/s1600-h/DSC03154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342567647901934226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SiSc-DmwYpI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VE1llkAO6KM/s320/DSC03154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SiSc94XMx4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nXCJ6rqciF8/s1600-h/DSC03221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342567644883896194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SiSc94XMx4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nXCJ6rqciF8/s320/DSC03221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we have been very busy the last week.  My aunt, Cathy, and cousin, Jackson came into town on Memorial Day weekend and we had a blast.  Okay, there was once incident that was not fun.  I was in and out of my g-ma and g-pa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mauer's&lt;/span&gt; bedroom one morning so that I could turn on their bathtub and take off running.  My mommy always followed me and turned off the water and tried to tell me to stop.  Well, one time I ran in the room only to lock myself in their room.  Luckily I did not turn on the water because my mommy and aunt Cathy would have had to break down the room.  After 45 minutes of being locked in the bedroom I finally got out.  As you can see above I do not have a shirt on.  That is because once I got out, mommy had to strip my shirt off because it was soaked from all the tears.  Mommy was so sad also.  She kept me occupied by sticking her fingers under the door, but I think she was so frightened, just like me.  Thanks mommy and daddy for rescuing me.  Sorry that never taught me a lesson.  I still like to close the closet doors at my house and hang out in there.  Thank God they do not lock.  As for new tricks, I climb everywhere.  I get on the couch and run back and fourth.  I climb on the bar stools and try to get up on the island to get snacks, but most of the time mommy or daddy stops me before I can get all the way up.  Mommy can't even leave me alone when she goes the bathroom because she knows I will be doing something I shouldn't be doing when she gets done.  I have also learned to flush the toilet.  I was very upset all day when mommy flushed a bug down the toilet.  I still mention it occasionally "bug, bug" when I see the toilet.  It drives mommy crazy and she tries to explain to me that the bug got flushed and went bye bye.  I guess I just don't accept that.  I also got to play with some frogs this past weekend at my first sleep over.  Hallie Kate stayed the night with me and she got to sleep with mommy and daddy.  I got to come in their room at 5 am and that is when I started pulling Hallie's hair to wake up.  Mommy yelled at me and told me I had to wait to wake her up.  I did the same thing at 7 and woke Hallie up.  Poor Hallie!  As you can see we have been very busy.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-7612766360555124905?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7612766360555124905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7612766360555124905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7612766360555124905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7612766360555124905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-summer.html' title='I love Summer!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SiSc-DmwYpI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VE1llkAO6KM/s72-c/DSC03154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7544080553279982007</id><published>2009-05-18T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:40:40.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more days!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/ShIZNQNidCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lQwB27NtdaE/s1600-h/DSC03108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337356223868204066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/ShIZNQNidCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lQwB27NtdaE/s320/DSC03108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 More days until mommy is done for the summer.  I guess that means we are going to go to the pool everyday for the next 12 weeks.  YEAH!  Besides the pool mommy is going to the Ozarks with the girls and we are going to Okoboji and to Texas as a family.  Mommy and I will be in Texas for almost 2 weeks and daddy will be there for a week.  I am so excited to hang out with my mommy all day everyday.  Grandma and Grandpa are getting ready to close the daycare this week.  I will miss hanging out with all the other kids, but my girlfriend, Cali, and Ryan Bach will be at Grandma's house with me in the fall.  Carly, Hannah, and Sophie will also be there so I am excited about that.  As for new things, I am talking a lot more.  My favorite words are stuck, clock, snack, milk, and I am picking up new words daily.  As you can see in the picture, I am getting big.  I look more like a little boy instead of a baby now and it makes mommy think I am growing up too fast.  I guess that means they should think about having a brother or sister for me to play with.  Come on mom and dad, PLEASE!  As for babies, Brian and Thu are about 18 weeks now, but the little one didn't want to cooperate and therefore we still don't know if I am going to have a girl or boy cousin.  Maybe next month we will find out.  As for sleeping in my own bed, I have officially mastered that.  I still wake up very early, but mommy lets me sleep for the last hour or so with her and I guess that is good enough for me.  I am also very snuggly right now.  I have learned to give the biggest hugs ever.  I wrap my arms around whoever I am hugging very tight and give them a bear hug.  I also give very good kisses now.  My last big change is now I miss my mommy and daddy when they live me.  I go to the door at daycare and say mama, but she doesn't always come to the door.  However, when mommy comes to pick me up I think she thinks she is special because I am saying, mama, mama.  I don't think she understands that I have missed her all day long.  I can't wait for 4 more days.  I hope all is well with everyone.  I get to see my cousin Jackson and Aunt Cathy this weekend.  Hope everyone has a great week and weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7544080553279982007?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7544080553279982007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7544080553279982007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7544080553279982007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7544080553279982007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-more-days.html' title='4 more days!!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/ShIZNQNidCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lQwB27NtdaE/s72-c/DSC03108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8811150612541969208</id><published>2009-05-04T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:15:51.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My two favorite things, pizza and playing outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sf-QDuuxFwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/lemeQb6TwaA/s1600-h/DSC03104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332138877588150018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sf-QDuuxFwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/lemeQb6TwaA/s320/DSC03104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sf-QDnaRKFI/AAAAAAAAAP4/e9S6wei7Lec/s1600-h/DSC03089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332138875623123026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sf-QDnaRKFI/AAAAAAAAAP4/e9S6wei7Lec/s320/DSC03089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mommy is so sorry that it has been so long since she has updated, but it has been very busy around here.  Mommy had spring break and we hung out together for a whole week.  It was awesome!  I can't wait for the summer to hang out with mommy all day everyday.  She says we are going to go to the pool everyday so if anyone wants to join us, please do.  As you can see from the pictures I love pizza and playing outside.  I am hanging with my uncle Tony in the picture.  It appears that we have the same hat on, but I don't think mine is a Broncos hat, sorry uncle Tony!  That same day I not only got to play with Tony, but I got to hang out with Max, their dog.  I love Max.  He likes to lick me, but I don't seem to care!  As for pizza, I love it!  If you look close you can see a piece of pepperoni in my shirt.  Pepperoni is my favorite kind of pizza, just like my mom.  Besides all the new words I am learning, I have now learned how to climb on EVERYTHING!  The other day, mommy came out of the bathroom to a very quiet little boy so she knew something was up.  She came around the corner and I was sitting on the island in the kitchen drinking my water.  She didn't understand that I was thirsty and I could use the chair to get up there, so I did.  I don't understand why she was so worried!  I have also learned to pull every toy over to the couch and climb up there and then occasionally fall off. Yesterday, daddy told mommy that I was lifting up the coffee table trying to tip it over.  I couldn't get it tipped over all the way but I was able to rock it.  Oh, I love learning new things daily. I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-8811150612541969208?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8811150612541969208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8811150612541969208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8811150612541969208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8811150612541969208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-two-favorite-things-pizza-and.html' title='My two favorite things, pizza and playing outside!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Sf-QDuuxFwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/lemeQb6TwaA/s72-c/DSC03104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6300777350128379439</id><published>2009-04-13T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:42:50.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SePxEGNtksI/AAAAAAAAAPw/fK0JX46p5Ww/s1600-h/DSC03085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324364237171954370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SePxEGNtksI/AAAAAAAAAPw/fK0JX46p5Ww/s320/DSC03085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SePwwKG9MmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HgGQTNZFTUs/s1600-h/DSC03046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324363894619976290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SePwwKG9MmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HgGQTNZFTUs/s320/DSC03046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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;Happy Easter to everyone.  Thanks for the glasses Uncle Ron, Aunt Mary, Kara, and Katie.  They fit me perfect!  The Easter bunny was good to me.  He brought me a new car to play with, a couple of bath toys, and my favorite, M&amp;amp;M's!  After I ate bananas and chocolate chip cookies for breakfast (yes, my parents let me eat chocolate chip cookies for breakfast!), I went to g-ma and g-pa Meyers' house to hang out with the family.  I ate lots of good food, including yummy banana bread.  After brunch we went out on an Easter egg hung.  It was awesome.  I found lots of eggs that had goldfish in them.  I loved eating the goldfish off the dirt, which means I ate some dirt.  Thanks to the Easter bunny at g-ma and g-pa Meyers I received a new outfit and candy.  Thank you!!!  Next, we went home and took a nap and then off to g-ma and g-pa Mauer's.  We hung out with the family, but as you can see I was a little disappointed at their Easter egg hunt.  I kept biting the eggs open and to my surprise there was NOTHING in them.  I don't get it!  I opened about 10 with my mouth and still nothing.  G-pa Mauer promised that next year there would be something in them.  I hope everyone had a great Easter and that the bunny was good to them.  He was great to me!  Talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SePwv_LnjwI/AAAAAAAAAPg/f81tcL_4GDU/s1600-h/DSC03083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-6300777350128379439?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6300777350128379439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6300777350128379439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6300777350128379439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6300777350128379439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SePxEGNtksI/AAAAAAAAAPw/fK0JX46p5Ww/s72-c/DSC03085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3733487477804602230</id><published>2009-04-06T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:06:37.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My girlfriend took me for my first car ride!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SdqwNN2aJTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Lqx_WhP30QA/s1600-h/DSC03005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321759650794317106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SdqwNN2aJTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Lqx_WhP30QA/s320/DSC03005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SdqwMiVJHSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0_Uul_T41MM/s1600-h/DSC02993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321759639112064290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SdqwMiVJHSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0_Uul_T41MM/s320/DSC02993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend I went down and played with my girlfriend, Cali Bach.  She is so fun, has lots of cool toys, a swing set, and even two dogs for me to pet and chase around.  I think I like the dogs the best.  As you can see, Cali also gave me a ride in her Barbie car.  It was a very bumpy ride with lots of good music.  As you can see in the second picture I love to play outside, even if I am just picking up grass or rolling around in it.  I went to the Dr. today for my 15 month check.  Boy, I hated it!  As soon as nurse Carla made me get on the scale, I screamed bloody murder.  I have had some bad experiences at that office and I'm not sure I will ever like going up there again.  I didn't mind Dr. Jones because he was nice to me.  He just checked me over, but man that second nurse that came in was MEAN! The nurse told mommy that she never has this many problems trying to give shots to kids.  I guess she has never met me!  Mommy tried to remind her that it took 2 nurses to pin me down at the hospital after surgery.  She was in for it.  I turned bright red and got my 3 shots, one in my leg and one in each arm.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UGG&lt;/span&gt;, they hurt!  I am healthy even though I sound like I have a really bad cold.  I weigh 25 lbs and 12 oz (80&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile).  I dropped down in height from 75&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile to 60&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile and of course my head is still only in the 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile.  Mommy and daddy are trying to do what they call "hell week" again.  That means they are trying to keep me in my bed all night long.  When are they going to get it?  I plan on sleeping with them until I move out!  Mommy and daddy says they love me very much, but they are tired of sharing a bed with me.  I guess they probably didn't like waking up to pee all over their sheets the other morning.  Oops! Maybe they should get me the bigger diapers or not give me so much milk before I go to bed.  I am blaming them!  Hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon!   &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/8165835143214339362-3733487477804602230?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3733487477804602230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3733487477804602230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3733487477804602230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3733487477804602230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-girlfriend-took-me-for-my-first-car.html' title='My girlfriend took me for my first car ride!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SdqwNN2aJTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Lqx_WhP30QA/s72-c/DSC03005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6364949149363541825</id><published>2009-03-23T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:06:42.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this weather!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Scg-ZrQ3u9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/DZOO4CzGScQ/s1600-h/DSC02949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316567970942008274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Scg-ZrQ3u9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/DZOO4CzGScQ/s320/DSC02949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Scg-Y84P_AI/AAAAAAAAAPA/I2bspYtI8AE/s1600-h/DSC02944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316567958490708994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Scg-Y84P_AI/AAAAAAAAAPA/I2bspYtI8AE/s320/DSC02944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been awhile since we have&lt;br /&gt;written, but we have been busy.  The weather has been so nice.  Mommy has been taking me for a run outside almost everyday.  I love it.  I would much rather be running around on my own, but I guess I understand she is trying to get in shape.  These picture are of me in the backyard while daddy and mommy were grilling. I was supposed to be on the concrete but I managed to step off and not listen to my parents.  The picture on the left is of me showing everyone that I am one years old.  I continue to make my parents chase me.  I can only imagine how tired everyone is that takes care of me because I have been sleeping really well at night because I am wiped by the end of the day.  Now, if I could learn to sleep in my own bed all night, that would be fantastic for mommy and daddy. One new thing I have learned is how to throw a tantrum.  Mommy gets frustrated, but I just continue to do it.  I like to lay on the floor and scream until I get what I want.  However, lately I'm not getting what I want.  My parents are mean and make me cry it out.  The only other new thing is that I now have 10 teeth, mommy thinks. I had 6 come in at once, 3 which were molars.  I am cutting another molar, which means I have been a bear, but I promise all the teeth cutting will stop at some point.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-6364949149363541825?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6364949149363541825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6364949149363541825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6364949149363541825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6364949149363541825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-this-weather.html' title='I love this weather!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/Scg-ZrQ3u9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/DZOO4CzGScQ/s72-c/DSC02949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-2854300315629516921</id><published>2009-03-09T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:39:41.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always on my best behavior!  NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SbW_N_E3xwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/q9fEuhMspZs/s1600-h/DSC02867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311361582544439042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SbW_N_E3xwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/q9fEuhMspZs/s320/DSC02867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SbW_NyQvcxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pbsCijxvh9g/s1600-h/DSC02844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311361579104563986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SbW_NyQvcxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pbsCijxvh9g/s320/DSC02844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry I didn't blog last week.  Mommy hit a deer on her way home from dinner and therefore we had to take care of the car details last week.  I am officially naughty!  Okay, I guess I am just all boy!  As you can see with the one picture I get into everything. I try to get in the cabinet and shut it, but I just can't fit.  I get everything in, but my hands.  I'm not even scared of the dark.  As for the other picture I am eating noodles, but really, I'm throwing them on the floor so I can watch mommy pick them all up.  As she is down there picking up, I throw more food at her.  I think it is funny, but for some reason mommy does not.  I have also learned a couple new tricks.  I like to sneak through the gate when mommy and daddy are not looking and then laugh at them when I get up the stairs.  I climb on the outside of the stairs (tile side) and hold on to the spindles.  I have got as high as the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; stair before somebody spanked me or tried to put me in time out.  Mommy and daddy went to buy a "naughty" chair, but they couldn't find one.  Grandpa Meyers gave mommy and daddy an old chair that is going to be designated the "naughty" chair.  However, I think it is a fun chair to play and sit in.  I guess my parents still have a lot to learn about the monkey they gave birth to.  Today I came home with my first black eye.  I ran into the table at daycare and now I have a black eye, well maybe black tomorrow, just read right now.  I am cutting 5 teeth right now so it has been a rough couple of nights.  Mommy and daddy try to get me to stay in my own bed, but I don't like that after 1:30 AM.  Keep your fingers crossed for mommy and daddy so they can keep me in my own bed.  Yeah right!!!!!  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-2854300315629516921?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2854300315629516921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=2854300315629516921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2854300315629516921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2854300315629516921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/03/always-on-my-best-behavior-not.html' title='Always on my best behavior!  NOT!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SbW_N_E3xwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/q9fEuhMspZs/s72-c/DSC02867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7846965091696607923</id><published>2009-02-22T19:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:36:47.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first and hopefully last surgery!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SaIUyLZYyGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/9PWk0Ej78ZU/s1600-h/DSC02825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305826163281152098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SaIUyLZYyGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/9PWk0Ej78ZU/s320/DSC02825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SaIUyCltecI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mJcH5EzZ1Fw/s1600-h/DSC02819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305826160916920770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SaIUyCltecI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mJcH5EzZ1Fw/s320/DSC02819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After many ear infections my mommy and daddy decided to put tubes in my ears and have my adenoids taken out.  The picture of me coming at the camera is before the surgery.  The other pictures of me are 2 days after the surgery.  Wow, how I can balance and climb.  If you look close at the table you can also see how I also like to chew.  Mommy's table has bite marks all over it.  I have learned to park the car next to the table or couch and then climb on it.  As for standing on the car, I have been doing that for weeks.  Thank God I didn't try that after my surgery because I probably would have been thrown off balance and face planted into something.  I have also learned to climb on my stairs and even underneath the gate if it is not tightly secured.  Mommy came out to find me because she could not hear me playing.  I tricked her.  I was all the way at the top of the stairs because I got under the gate.  When mommy called for me I giggled at the top of the stairs.  She was so freaked out!  The next time I tried to get under the gate, I got stuck and cried.  It hurt!  I think my parents have figured out that I will try to do whatever I want when I want! The next challenge for my parents is to get me back in my bed all night.  Since I have been so sick they have been cuddling and loving me and even letting me sleep in their bed when I cry.  The challenge started tonight and I cried for over an hour.  Oh wait, I'm up again and mommy is frustrated!  This will be a fight!  I hope all is well with everyone!  Talk to you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SaIUxz9RMFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7TIBcK6uHjw/s1600-h/DSC02815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305826156989198418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SaIUxz9RMFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7TIBcK6uHjw/s320/DSC02815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7846965091696607923?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7846965091696607923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7846965091696607923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7846965091696607923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7846965091696607923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-and-hopefully-last-surgery.html' title='My first and hopefully last surgery!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SaIUyLZYyGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/9PWk0Ej78ZU/s72-c/DSC02825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1608660848148332294</id><published>2009-02-09T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:55:36.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mullett is gone!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SZDclrNvh8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kYzRzrwzJ88/s1600-h/DSC02796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300979301228709826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SZDclrNvh8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kYzRzrwzJ88/s200/DSC02796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SZDclQGjS-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Q6OpVGiQmvg/s1600-h/DSC02795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300979293950790626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SZDclQGjS-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Q6OpVGiQmvg/s200/DSC02795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SZDclQlJ97I/AAAAAAAAAOA/UYBYhxCebkw/s1600-h/DSC02794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300979294079154098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SZDclQlJ97I/AAAAAAAAAOA/UYBYhxCebkw/s200/DSC02794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well mommy finally got my haircut.  As you can see, I didn't like it much!  Niki Roberts (Moxley) offered me a sucker and I wouldn't even lick it.  I did take her up on the offer of crackers as you can see in the middle picture.  My uncle Brian will be so proud because he was making fun of my mullett.  I do have a little curl left, but not much.  My hair is definitely not crazy like it used to be.  My grandma Mauer says my haircut makes me look like a little boy and not a baby.  That was the look I was going for g-ma!  Mommy and I stayed home sick today and probably tomorrow also.  Mommy has a bad case of JUNK and the Dr. put her on a antibiotic.  I of course have a double ear infection.  UGG!  Mommy and daddy have to decide if they are going to put tubes in or not.  The Dr. told mommy today we could wait and see if I get one more this winter or they could just go visit an ENT.  They have a big decision to make and are nervous on what is the right one.  I hope all is well with everyone and keep your fingers crossed that my parents make the right decision!  Talk to you soon!&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/8165835143214339362-1608660848148332294?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1608660848148332294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1608660848148332294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1608660848148332294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1608660848148332294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-mullett-is-gone.html' title='My mullett is gone!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SZDclrNvh8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kYzRzrwzJ88/s72-c/DSC02796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1686889745632675576</id><published>2009-02-02T17:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:09:15.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby cousin is here!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SYelOa8w3AI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-3JX3F3N5yc/s1600-h/DSC02744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298385153795611650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SYelOa8w3AI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-3JX3F3N5yc/s200/DSC02744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SYelOK-7XOI/AAAAAAAAANw/woibm2oO4jM/s1600-h/DSC02768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298385149509721314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SYelOK-7XOI/AAAAAAAAANw/woibm2oO4jM/s200/DSC02768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SYelOBgVw-I/AAAAAAAAANo/mqchyBPXrvE/s1600-h/DSC02760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298385146965509090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SYelOBgVw-I/AAAAAAAAANo/mqchyBPXrvE/s200/DSC02760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My baby cousin, Carly Kate Meyers was born on Thursday, January 29th. Before I went up and saw her at the hospital, daddy picked me up early and I went "sledding" in the front yard.  Daddy really just pulled me around in the little bit of snow that we had in the front yard.  I loved it. I had so much fun.  I really enjoyed eating the snow.  Mommy was hoping that the snow that I ate was not yellow, but who knows.  After sledding, I got to go to the hospital and see Hannah, Sophie, Amy, Josh, and Carly.  I love all of them so much and I am so happy for them.  I can't wait for Carly to get old enough to play with.  I tried to play with her at the hospital, but all she did was lay there.  I just don't understand why she does not get up and go like me.  As for me, there is nothing new except that I LOVE pizza.  As you can see in the above picture I have it all over me.  I am just like my mother.  I love pepperoni pizza!  On Saturday I stayed in my PJ's until one o'clock.  Daddy thought that was weird, but I didn't even notice.  On Sunday, I had my first donut.  I loved it!  Thanks daddy for taking me with you and letting me pick out my donut.  I enjoyed all the chocolate frosting and I can't wait to have another one when you get home.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SYelN1FYkYI/AAAAAAAAANg/WnifLqghAV0/s1600-h/DSC02748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298385143631221122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SYelN1FYkYI/AAAAAAAAANg/WnifLqghAV0/s200/DSC02748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-1686889745632675576?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1686889745632675576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1686889745632675576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1686889745632675576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1686889745632675576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-baby-cousin-is-here.html' title='My baby cousin is here!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SYelOa8w3AI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-3JX3F3N5yc/s72-c/DSC02744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4484407093032125488</id><published>2009-01-26T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:26:50.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the vacuum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SX5uUJ7L_9I/AAAAAAAAANY/KbAmzFEW6Yo/s1600-h/DSC02739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295791504374890450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SX5uUJ7L_9I/AAAAAAAAANY/KbAmzFEW6Yo/s320/DSC02739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, it has been so long, but we have been busy!  I am so excited for this week to be over so I can meet my new baby cousin.  My aunt Amy is ready to have that bambino and I can't wait to eat her!  As for the vacuum, I love it.  I try to help mommy and daddy, but I would rather unplug it and run away with the chord.  Mommy and daddy do not like when I do that, but they usually can't catch me.  Ha!  My daddy actually tried to get me to ride the vacuum, but I could not figure out how to stay on.  This past weekend I got to stay with G-ma and G-pa Meyers with Sophie.  I even got to sleep with them instead of my own bed.  It was awesome compared to that lonely bed mommy and daddy make me sleep in.  I am finally cutting my 5th tooth.  I have not cut a tooth since the fall.  I am a little cranky and have not slept great, but at least I am getting more teeth.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will update soon with pictures of my new baby cousin!  Check back soon.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SX5uT-Z-SII/AAAAAAAAANQ/Fmw8XhPh8J0/s1600-h/DSC02737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295791501282789506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SX5uT-Z-SII/AAAAAAAAANQ/Fmw8XhPh8J0/s320/DSC02737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-4484407093032125488?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4484407093032125488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4484407093032125488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4484407093032125488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4484407093032125488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-vacuum.html' title='I love the vacuum.'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SX5uUJ7L_9I/AAAAAAAAANY/KbAmzFEW6Yo/s72-c/DSC02739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1568033960951755523</id><published>2009-01-11T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:44:26.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my goggles and new hat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWrJNRa5ApI/AAAAAAAAANI/ghk0wTGxh8s/s1600-h/DSC02723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290261942151742098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWrJNRa5ApI/AAAAAAAAANI/ghk0wTGxh8s/s320/DSC02723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWrJNJvXgfI/AAAAAAAAANA/UVAQyMcraBI/s1600-h/DSC02735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290261940090143218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWrJNJvXgfI/AAAAAAAAANA/UVAQyMcraBI/s320/DSC02735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Actually they are not my goggles, they are my girlfriend, Cali Bach's or maybe even Ryan's.  I took a bath with Cali last week while we were at the Bach's for dinner.  I love taking a bath at their house because the water seems to be much warmer and they have many more toys.  Mommy, get on the ball!  I also got a new hat within the last couple of weeks and mommy really wanted to try to get a picture of me in it.  Well, she did, but man it took her a lot of tries.  Mommy and I have just been hanging out the last week.  Daddy has been missed.  I try to talk to him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt;, but I just don't have much to say until he is off the phone.  Daddy, I do miss you and love you.  I want to say congrats to Jennifer and Michael Walton on their new baby, Callie Jane Walton.  She is so pretty, so you better watch out!  I guess we don't live very close, but man, watch out.  You never know what the future holds for us.  Congrats!  I hope all is well with everyone else.  Talk to you soon.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-1568033960951755523?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1568033960951755523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1568033960951755523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1568033960951755523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1568033960951755523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-my-goggles-and-new-hat.html' title='I love my goggles and new hat!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWrJNRa5ApI/AAAAAAAAANI/ghk0wTGxh8s/s72-c/DSC02723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7660252590533738236</id><published>2009-01-05T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:07:17.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm really not that short!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWK5TWIGzQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LAB_Xwd-bEQ/s1600-h/DSC02519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287992654494616834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWK5TWIGzQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LAB_Xwd-bEQ/s320/DSC02519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWK5BjaPCTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gxOFzYlIGwI/s1600-h/DSC02628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287992348822669618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWK5BjaPCTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gxOFzYlIGwI/s320/DSC02628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My grandma Mauer kept telling mommy that I was short, but guess what, I'm not!  I went to the Doctor last week and I was perfectly average.  Well, not my head.  I weighed 22 lbs and 12 oz (50th percentile), 75th percentile for length, and my head was in the 25th percentile.  My head doesn't look that little, but it is according to the Dr.  These pictrues were taking at Christmas time, but I sure am cute huh?  I am basically running now and keep mommy and daddy on their toes.  I like to do circles around the house starting from the living room, going through the kitchen around the island, and back around the hallway.  I love to dump all my new toys and climb on everything.  I am a very busy!  Tonight my grandparents (Meyers) came over and brought mommy dinner.  I had already eaten, but they still gave me a couple of bites.  Then grandpa and grandma played with me.  Grandpa chased me all around the house.  He made me giggle so much.  I love them both so much. I went back to daycare today also so I got to hang out with my grandparents all day.  I of course didn't sleep much (1 hour all day).  I didn't want to miss out on anything. I was in bed as soon as my grandparents walked out the door.  I cried for a little bit, but I was asleep within 15 minutes in my own bed.  So not only am I in my own bed, but I also gave up my bottle in the past week.  I don't even miss it.  Mommy is so proud of me.  I hope all is well with everyone and talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7660252590533738236?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7660252590533738236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7660252590533738236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7660252590533738236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7660252590533738236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-really-not-that-short.html' title='I&apos;m really not that short!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SWK5TWIGzQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LAB_Xwd-bEQ/s72-c/DSC02519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1130143341698295375</id><published>2009-01-01T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:49:09.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know..... I have a mullet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SV1Gek5Ta5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LqVSN4gygNw/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286459028716874642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SV1Gek5Ta5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LqVSN4gygNw/s320/DSC02638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my mommy took me to see Niki Moxley (Roberts) to see when I should get my hair cut.  Moxley knows best! She told mommy to let it grow.  Mommy hates it because people make fun of my mullet.  I obviously have some crazy hair, but man you should see it when it is wet.  I have super curly hair and it is so cute.  I think mommy will be cutting it in the next couple of weeks.  I hope everyone had fun on New Years Eve.  I stayed with Aunt Amy, Josh, Hannah, and Sophie.  I slept right on top of Sophie!  I loved it.  As for my sleeping arrangement at my house, I have to sleep in my own bed and I am doing great with it.  Mommy is a little worried about tonight because I got to sleep with Sophie last night.  I'm sure I will be fine, but who knows.  Mommy and daddy had so much fun on New Years.  They met up with some friends for dinner and then headed to the casino.  Mommy won $425.00 on Video Poker.  She was so happy.  For anyone that was there, I'm sure mommy is going to get a bladder infection.  She didn't want to get up and go the bathroom so she definitely does not feel well today.  Mommy thought it would be bad luck.  Thanks to mommy's two lucky by-standers, Tim and Ben, mommy won!!!!!  Liz was a pretty good friend by sitting by mommy also and cheering her on.  Thanks for helping mommy out!  I hope everyone enjoys the New Year and may all your dreams come true.  I want to wish mommy's friend Barbie a big fat CONGRATS on the pregnancy!!!!  I can't wait to meet my playmate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-1130143341698295375?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1130143341698295375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1130143341698295375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1130143341698295375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1130143341698295375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-i-have-mullet.html' title='I know..... I have a mullet!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SV1Gek5Ta5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LqVSN4gygNw/s72-c/DSC02638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-596789652110630796</id><published>2008-12-27T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:14:55.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SVbory58p6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/K-85YWb-x0E/s1600-h/DSC02598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284667051862697890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SVbory58p6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/K-85YWb-x0E/s320/DSC02598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, tomorrow is my birthday!  I can't believe I'm one already.  We had my birthday party last Sunday so that my aunt, uncle, and cousins from Houston could attend.  It was so much fun.  I got lots of good gifts.  My favorite so far are the Radio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; and the sled my grandparents gave me.  Thank you G-ma and G-pa Meyers.  It was so nice of you.  There were lots of people at my party, but of course all family plus my girlfriend Cali and her brother Ryan Bach.  Thank you all for the nice gifts.  I love them all.  Mommy and daddy have to pick up everyday about 5 times because I like to dump everything out and I am not always good about picking up.  I try to help, but mommy and daddy are much faster at cleaning up.  My favorite thing to do now is pull the pots and pans out of the drawers.  Tonight I put one of the pots on my head and then fell so I am definitely going to have a black eye in the morning.  As for Christmas, we had three different days that we opened gifts.  Man, was I tired.  Thank  you everyone for the nice Christmas presents.  Santa brought me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cups and a big block toy.  I like to tip over the block toy rather than play with it.  Mommy has decided to leave it tipped over.  I love the holidays just like my mommy.  Besides all the craziness of the holidays, mommy and daddy decided it was about time that I slept in my crib all night instead of in their bed.  I don't like that much.  I am currently upstairs crying for her to come get me, but she just keeps coming up and saying she loves me and leaving the room.  I don't get it!  I just want her to hold me.  Last night, mommy and daddy had friends over so when I cried in my bed it was a little easier.  Now, mommy is home by herself and it is much more difficult.  Mommy feels so guilty, but she knows that time will pass and it will be easier in the long run.  Mommy and daddy said they had a good night sleep last night because I slept in my bed until 5:30 and then I slept until 9:00 with my parents.  I love them so much and just want to be close to them.  Besides, I'm not sure they understand that I just hate being lonely in my crib.  On Monday I go to the Dr. for my one year check-up.  Mommy had to take me last Monday because I had a double ear infection.  They also put me on Singular for 7 days to see if it would clear my gunk up.  Mommy thinks that I feel better, but I guess we will see on Monday.  Mommy is also going to discuss tubes on Monday with the Dr.  I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; I don't make it back before New Years, Have a Happy New Year!  I am going to stay with my cousins, Hannah and Sophie.  I can't wait!  Talk to you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-596789652110630796?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/596789652110630796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=596789652110630796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/596789652110630796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/596789652110630796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SVbory58p6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/K-85YWb-x0E/s72-c/DSC02598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4365692436054437103</id><published>2008-12-15T18:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:44:24.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SUcRSMqpDpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/STxJKjIUdd0/s1600-h/Drew+in+foam+pit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280208092450590354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SUcRSMqpDpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/STxJKjIUdd0/s320/Drew+in+foam+pit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SUcRSGrq3sI/AAAAAAAAALw/rqnbhmWKnSg/s1600-h/Drew+with+santa+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280208090844290754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SUcRSGrq3sI/AAAAAAAAALw/rqnbhmWKnSg/s320/Drew+with+santa+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry it has been so long since my mommy has posted.  We have been busy as you can see.  This past weekend I had a babysitter for the 2nd time ever other than grandparents.  My cousin, Lindsey and her friend came and stayed at my house on Friday night.  On Saturday mommy and daddy took me to Malia Paben's birthday party at PE 101.  I loved the foam pit.  I ran around and even jumped, well fell in the pit.  I want to go back there soon. On Saturday night, mommy and daddy took me to have cocoa with Santa at the Bormans, I mean Scotts' House.  I loved Santa.  He was so nice to me.  He brought me a new book.  I love it.  I think he is going to bring me lots of new things for Chrismas.  I managed to pull the Chrismas Tree over this past week.  Mommy was home by herself and she was upset.  Now that she looks back it was pretty funny because I took off running as soon as I pulled it over.  Mommy had to pick everything up and now the tree is a little off center.  Oh well, she still loves me.  I am officially scared of the pipes in my house.  When my dishwasher runs my pipes are kind of loud and I take off for mommy.  Mommy thinks it is funny, but I don't.  Mommy and daddy are attempting to let me sleep in my bed all night, but we'll see how that goes.  I know I can fool them.  They will be too tired and put me in their bed.  We got new blinds in our house today and they look so nice.  Of course I wanted to pull on them right away.  I am having my birthday party a little early.  It is this Sunday so that my aunt Cathy and Uncle Scott can come.  Colin and Jackson will be back also for the party.  I am so excited. Hope all is well with everyone.  Have a Merry Chrismas!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-4365692436054437103?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4365692436054437103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4365692436054437103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4365692436054437103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4365692436054437103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SUcRSMqpDpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/STxJKjIUdd0/s72-c/Drew+in+foam+pit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1032737684415019568</id><published>2008-11-30T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:57:20.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am such a lucky kid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274620019331049554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/STM29iFkKFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kxxyvW6n7iQ/s320/family+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These pictures were actually taken in October when my aunt Cathy was in town.  I am such a happy boy for the most part.  I love making noise, especially by putting my face into my bucket and screaming.  My mommy says it echos, I just like the sound.  I think it drives mommy and daddy crazy sometimes, but oh well.  I also love to play with chords and the Christmas tree.  My mommy loves Christmas and forced daddy to put up the tree this weekend.  He did it, and I love it.  I try to get all the ornaments off of it, but mommy put them a little too high.  I promise, I will get a few and try to eat them or at least shake all the needles off of the fake tree by the time Christmas is over.  I can't wait.  I got to see snow this weekend.  It was awesome to wake up with no blinds and see the white stuff.  Mommy and daddy didn't take me outside because it was cold, but it was beautiful.  Yesterday, I went and saw Santa Claus at the Bass Pro Shop.  Santa kept waving at me making his bells ring so I climbed onto his lap and took a picture with him.  I didn't even cry.  Mommy and Daddy then took me around to see the train sets and of course daddy let me sit on a couple 4-wheelers that he thinks he is going to buy.  Mommy always says when we win a million dollars daddy can have all that fun stuff.  I wonder when the million will come because those 4-wheelers look like a lot of fun.  I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving.  We went to g-ma and g-pa Meyers' house and ate lots of turkey.  I loved the turkey and corn, but forget those mashed potatoes.  I spit those right out.  After G-ma Meyers' we went home and took a nap.  Then we went to my g-ma and g-pa Mauer's house and ate more turkey.  I again loved everything, but the mashed potatoes.  I can't see why anyone would eat those.  Mommy keeps telling me she has to go back to work tomorrow, but only for 3 weeks and then she has 2 weeks off. (Shayne, if you are reading this blog, be nice to mommy about her time off.)  I can't wait for mommy and daddy to have time off again.  This was such a fun 5 days off with my mommy and daddy!  Have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/STM2honOpyI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jMznUY9tFUM/s1600-h/Drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274619540046522146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/STM2honOpyI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jMznUY9tFUM/s320/Drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-1032737684415019568?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1032737684415019568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1032737684415019568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1032737684415019568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1032737684415019568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-such-lucky-kid.html' title='I am such a lucky kid!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/STM29iFkKFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kxxyvW6n7iQ/s72-c/family+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7515951947863703475</id><published>2008-11-12T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:32:15.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN WALK!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2b41b8ca62210d71" 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://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2b41b8ca62210d71%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48D279F468C91D2CA95F1959768AB5BC05A76E0F.94A31D598BAB655AEBB4E67C52E1B707875ABCE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2b41b8ca62210d71%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOss0fPaq2b4ZwchFogULBNqyOi4&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://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2b41b8ca62210d71%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48D279F468C91D2CA95F1959768AB5BC05A76E0F.94A31D598BAB655AEBB4E67C52E1B707875ABCE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2b41b8ca62210d71%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOss0fPaq2b4ZwchFogULBNqyOi4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Well, I did have something wrong last week, a double ear infection. I was put on an antibiotic for 10 days and tomorrow is my last day. I still have a horrible cough and am not sleeping very well for mommy and daddy. Mommy wishes I would just get over all this junk and be happy. As of last week, I am officially walking. My aunt Kris says I am to short to be walking, but what does she know, I can do it. I love to walk, but boy I am keeping mommy and daddy on their toes. I like to do circles or what mommy calls laps. I start in the living room, go through the hallway, then through the kitchen, and back to the living room. I do this several times a day. I also try to climb underneath the gate, but I can't fit. I have found one area I can climb under. Mommy thought she blocked me from getting her glasses, but boy I climb right under that portable crib and go for the good stuff sitting by mommy's side of the bed. She gets so frustrated because now there is no way to stop me from going over there. Ha! I don't have any new pictures to upload, but I thought the video was much more exciting. I hope you all enjoy. Last weekend daddy cooked pancakes, which I have had before, but not with syrup. This time, mommy let me have syrup. I loved the pancakes. They were awesome. Thanks daddy! My new favorite foods are grilled cheese (just like my parents), chicken noodle soup (Dora, the Explorer- just so I can pick up the noodles), Ravioli (chicken and carrot--mommy says Yuck!), and I love to drink water. Mommy keeps trying to give me what you people call milk, but come on, it is awful. I spit it out everytime I drink it unless mommy tricks me and mixes it with my formula. She is such a trickster. I hope all is well with everyone. Talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7515951947863703475?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7515951947863703475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7515951947863703475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7515951947863703475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7515951947863703475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-can-walk.html' title='I CAN WALK!!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-10336279677338526</id><published>2008-11-03T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:08:21.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love being outside!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SQ-s4MUQ15I/AAAAAAAAAJA/phx7BkEGNS0/s1600-h/DSC02360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264616570798266258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SQ-s4MUQ15I/AAAAAAAAAJA/phx7BkEGNS0/s320/DSC02360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry mommy has not updated the blog recently.  She has been really busy with work and taken care of me and daddy.  I have been sick with a cold or whatever for 3 weeks.  I think mommy is going to have to take me in again to have my ears checked.  She had a neighbor check my ears that is an audiologist and they were red so I'm sure the Dr. will want to see me tomorrow.  UGGG!  Mommy is so sick of this and wants me to cut my teeth and feel better.  My girlfriend, Cali, got diagnosed with Croup today so hopefully I don't come down with that since I was kissing all over her this past weekend. I have taken a couple of steps at my house on my own, but of course more steps have been taken at daycare.  I am ready to go and boy are mommy and daddy in trouble when I start walking.  I still love to go outside even when I don't feel well.  This picture was taken at my cousin Lindsay's birthday party this weekend.  I enjoyed being outside, including eating and playing in the grass.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon and pray that I get better soon!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-10336279677338526?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/10336279677338526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=10336279677338526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/10336279677338526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/10336279677338526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-being-outside.html' title='I love being outside!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SQ-s4MUQ15I/AAAAAAAAAJA/phx7BkEGNS0/s72-c/DSC02360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-2637723205478224550</id><published>2008-10-20T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:12:47.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my family!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SP0rJ5_6jOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0cTwa9yfb6g/s1600-h/DSC02282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259407389026323682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SP0rJ5_6jOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0cTwa9yfb6g/s320/DSC02282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My aunt Cathy and cousin Jackson came back to Iowa this weekend. We had so much fun.  The two pictures of me are at my other cousin, Lindsay's soccer game.  My aunt Cathy and Kim loved all over me.  I loved hanging out in the grass and eating keys, which mommy didn't like, but I did it anyway.  Lately, I chew on everything, including mommy and daddy's coffee table.  They have bite marks everywhere.  Mommy caught me biting on one of the tables Tim built.  She only caught me because I cried.  That table is a little harder to bite into than the coffee table.  I would prefer to chew on tables than the chew toys mommy offers me.  Mommy says I have been a little cranky.  She even took me to the Dr. last week because she thought I had an ear infection.  She was wrong, but I am still taking cold medicine that the Dr. prescribed.  I am sleeping now, but not for long so mommy is going to be short and sweet.  Have a great week and talk to you soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SP0rKu6hQ7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pCK8KArdqbQ/s1600-h/DSC02289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259407403230774194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SP0rKu6hQ7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pCK8KArdqbQ/s320/DSC02289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-2637723205478224550?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2637723205478224550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=2637723205478224550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2637723205478224550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2637723205478224550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-my-family.html' title='I love my family!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SP0rJ5_6jOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0cTwa9yfb6g/s72-c/DSC02282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-2286236169268525875</id><published>2008-10-13T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:10:08.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am exactly what my shirt says---- A Wild Child!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SPQLaVVhjoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YwfLQMnZnQE/s1600-h/DSC02257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256839212080139906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SPQLaVVhjoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YwfLQMnZnQE/s320/DSC02257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry that it has been a couple weeks, but we have been so busy.  Daddy has been traveling a lot lately and I have been crabby and not sleeping the best because I have another tooth, my front one, coming in.  This past weekend, I had a sleep over at my aunt Amy's house.  I got to hang out with Sophie and Hannah all night.  It was so fun.  I even go to snuggle with Amy and Sophie.  My aunt is having another girl.  They found out for sure last week that Hannah and Sophie are going to have another girl in their family.  I am used to having girls in the family so I'm excited to pick on her.  Ha!  Obviously I am into everything.  According to all of the people that know me, including mommy and daddy, I am BUSY!  I climb on everything, including the steps.  Not much anymore because mommy got sick of chasing me and put a gate up.  I now know how to open the cupboards and pull the drawers open.  I can't wait tell I figure out how to eat the stuff in the cabinets.  Yummy!  This weekend I also went to a place called Tiny Town in Gretna.  There were lots of kids there for Ryan Bach's birthday party.  It was fun, but I wanted to play in the sand and eat it.  Thanks Jill Bach for putting me down and letting me try it.  Just kidding!  Last weekend, Daddy was giving me a bath and I fell and cut my eye open.  I didn't even cry until the water touched it.  I think it made daddy and I realize that I really did cut my eye open and it was bleeding.  No stitches, just a good clean cut.  It is already healed and looks great.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SPQLadfRADI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ymBxa_rEIBw/s1600-h/DSC02251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256839214268481586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SPQLadfRADI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ymBxa_rEIBw/s320/DSC02251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-2286236169268525875?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2286236169268525875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=2286236169268525875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2286236169268525875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/2286236169268525875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-exactly-what-my-shirt-says-wild.html' title='I am exactly what my shirt says---- A Wild Child!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SPQLaVVhjoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YwfLQMnZnQE/s72-c/DSC02257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4115028175706698972</id><published>2008-09-29T18:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:26:18.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Tonka Truck!</title><content type='html'>I stayed at g-ma and g-pa Meyers' house this past weekend because my mommy had her graduation party.  I got to have a slumber party with my cousins, Sophie and Hannah.  G-ma said I was good, but I think she would say that no matter what.  I love the new Tonka Truck that G-ma and G-pa have.  I even rode on the truck with Sophie.  I went to the Dr. last week for my 9 month check-up.  I weighed 20 lbs 9 oz (50%), 75% for height, and my little head (doesn't look little to mommy and daddy) is in the 30%.  The dr. said I was healthy and happy.  Today mommy woke up to me screaming because I fell off the bed.  Boy was mommy and daddy scared.  I was my normal self, well I am teething, but as normal as can be so mommy and daddy are not as worried now.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SOF-jr_HuHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ok3CxtxWNgE/s1600-h/DSC02181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251617792058701938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SOF-jr_HuHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ok3CxtxWNgE/s320/DSC02181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mommy's party went very well on Saturday. She said there were more than 50 people that showed up.  Mommy and daddy want me to tell everyone thank you for coming.  I also enjoyed seeing the people that I saw.  I even got to meet Brody.  I wanted to sit on him or maybe even eat him.  Mommy would not let me get close enough.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SOF-jxjqZII/AAAAAAAAAIY/aI3h1z5du0k/s1600-h/DSC02185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251617793554146434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SOF-jxjqZII/AAAAAAAAAIY/aI3h1z5du0k/s320/DSC02185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-4115028175706698972?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4115028175706698972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4115028175706698972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4115028175706698972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4115028175706698972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-my-tonka-truck.html' title='I love my Tonka Truck!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SOF-jr_HuHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ok3CxtxWNgE/s72-c/DSC02181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7518327614724421191</id><published>2008-09-22T18:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:44:02.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I give wet sloppy kisses!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SNhH2yslXAI/AAAAAAAAAII/5ONas4HvB6s/s1600-h/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249024372347591682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SNhH2yslXAI/AAAAAAAAAII/5ONas4HvB6s/s320/DSC01384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SNhGVWTGinI/AAAAAAAAAH4/q1G6NwVRoWU/s1600-h/DSC02143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249022698277210738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SNhGVWTGinI/AAAAAAAAAH4/q1G6NwVRoWU/s320/DSC02143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SNhGVsE3-XI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9WUO-gqfSiM/s1600-h/DSC02163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249022704123115890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SNhGVsE3-XI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9WUO-gqfSiM/s320/DSC02163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned how to give wet kisses. Not always on demand. However, grandpa Meyers gets me to do it on demand, but gets spit all over him. He loves it! Mommy put me in my Harley shirt this past weekend that Aunt Kathie and Uncle Mick bought me when I was born.  The other picture of me was taken in March with the shirt on.  In March it looked like a dress. Now, it fits perfect!  Thanks Aunt Kathie and Uncle Mickey!  I am on the move everyday.  I really want to walk, but I have not figured that out quite yet.  Soon though.  Daddy is amazed at how fast I can crawl and walk along the couch.  I am eating like a pig still and growing everyday.  I now can eat a little "big people" food, cereal bars, puffs without choking (most of the time), and I have even had some of Grandma Meyers' grilled cheese.  I have not found anything I don't like.  Mommy says it is becoming a little more difficult to feed me because I make noises when food is in my mouth and I get it all over.  Mommy has threatened to stop feeding me so I will quit.  I do stop at some point so that I can eat all my dinner without mommy getting her shirt completely covered in whatever it is I am having for dinner.  I go to the Dr. this week for my 9 month check-up.  Mommy is also going to the Dr. for her never ending battle with her bladder.  Hopefully they find out what all the problem is.  I get to stay at G-ma and G-pa Meyers' house on Saturday night because my daddy is throwing mommy a graduation party.  Yeah mommy!  I will be at the party for a short time before I go to g-ma and g-pas so hopefully I will see some of you.  Take care and talk to you soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7518327614724421191?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7518327614724421191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7518327614724421191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7518327614724421191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7518327614724421191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-give-wet-sloppy-kisses.html' title='I give wet sloppy kisses!!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SNhH2yslXAI/AAAAAAAAAII/5ONas4HvB6s/s72-c/DSC01384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1279658598671123835</id><published>2008-09-15T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:27:49.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new monkey suit!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SM8I5ZQmkrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YYpt_InBttI/s1600-h/DSC02122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246421873036006066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SM8I5ZQmkrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YYpt_InBttI/s320/DSC02122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend my g-ma Mauer bought me some new blocks and I love to play with them.  Mommy takes them everywhere in the house to keep me entertained.  However, I am more entertained in the bathroom with a can of moose or contact solution because they roll and I chase them.  Mommy thinks it is hilarious.  My mommy and daddy bought my Halloween costume this weekend.  They always call me a monkey so the costume is very fitting.  Mommy had to try it on at g-ma and g-pa Meyers' yesterday and I was not real thrilled about it.  I actually cried.  Mommy just prays that I do not grow a whole lot more before Halloween so that I can still fit into my monkey suit.  It even has a banana sticking out of the pocket.  It is so cute.  Hopefuylly by Halloween I will like it, otherwise this is one of the only pictures that we have of my first Halloween (in September).  Mommy and I hung out all last week why daddy traveled for work.  Mommy does not know how single mommies do it.  She was very busy!!!!  This weekend I ran errands with mommy and daddy.  I swear they went everywhere!  I was exhausted by the time I got home.  On Sunday mommy and aunt Thu went shopping.  They did not find a darn thing.  Well, we did find a couple of cute t-shirts that said funny things like "My Aunt Rocks." I think Thu would have bought it, but they didn't have my size.  She was so excited about the t-shirt.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Welcome to the world Brody Patrick Pellett.  Hope your mommy and daddy are treating you well.  Can't wait to see you again!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SM8I5ulMiKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TiNQ3D0OzAw/s1600-h/DSC02138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246421878759524514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SM8I5ulMiKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TiNQ3D0OzAw/s320/DSC02138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-1279658598671123835?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1279658598671123835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1279658598671123835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1279658598671123835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1279658598671123835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-monkey-suit.html' title='My new monkey suit!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SM8I5ZQmkrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YYpt_InBttI/s72-c/DSC02122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-5449818043737693896</id><published>2008-09-07T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:27:53.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love bath time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SMRu29Kl6oI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JjFslv01YhY/s1600-h/DSC02094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243437756577081986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SMRu29Kl6oI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JjFslv01YhY/s320/DSC02094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SMRuMG1huXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/viwaXZYtTHA/s1600-h/DSC02096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243437020438706546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SMRuMG1huXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/viwaXZYtTHA/s320/DSC02096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So last weekend I got to take a bath with my girlfriend, Cali Bach, who is beside me. Her hair looks a bit crazy in the tub, but she is still my girlfriend. I am growing so much I had to have all new clothes so this weekend, mommy, g-ma Mauer, and I went to the consignment store and to Younkers and found lots of good things.  I basically got a whole new wardrobe. My daddy put me on the scale today and he said that I weighed close to 22 pounds.  Wow, now wonder why mommy always says her arms hurt.  Mommy and daddy have been taking me for walks/run outside every weekend so mommy can get her steps in.  For those of you who know the step thing, mommy hit 20,000 steps on Saturday and she was pretty excited.  I love the jogger and I usually fall asleep, but I still enjoy it.  I am waking up right now so mommy has to quit blogging.  Hope all is well with everyone.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P. S.     By the end of the week Baby P will be born!!!!!!!  Yeah!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-5449818043737693896?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5449818043737693896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=5449818043737693896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5449818043737693896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5449818043737693896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-bath-time.html' title='I love bath time.'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SMRu29Kl6oI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JjFslv01YhY/s72-c/DSC02094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8661120231273027827</id><published>2008-09-02T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:32:18.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first boat ride and my first two teeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SL304DoSC8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/cofZSBLxyMg/s1600-h/DSC02102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241614785213238210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SL304DoSC8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/cofZSBLxyMg/s320/DSC02102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SL304IQCn_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2I2-pubHdhc/s1600-h/DSC02103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241614786453741554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SL304IQCn_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2I2-pubHdhc/s320/DSC02103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Labor Day Weekend was pretty fun.  I got to show off my two teeth (left picture) and I got to go for my first boat ride.  Of course daddy thought I looked like a gymnast.  I am in Hannah and Sophie's old life jacket suit.  Mommy thought it was pretty funny.  I loved the boat ride and watching daddy do the air chair.  However, I did not like it when the boat took off and it was really loud.  As soon as my mommy took me to the front of the boat I fell asleep.  I think all in all it was pretty fun and I could manage to do that again.  Mommy did learn that swim diapers only work in water.  FYI to all you mothers if you want pee all over you, put your son or daughter in a swim diaper and then do not put them in water.  You will have pee ALL OVER YOU.  I guess mommy was under the impression that the swim diapers do the same thing as real diapers.  NOPE, they only stop the poop.  I can't believe "uncle Brad" knew that and my mommy and daddy did not. Besides the boat ride and me showing off my teeth, I got to take a bath with my girlfriend Cali Bach.  Boy her mommy fills the bath tub with a lot more water than my mommy.  I also got to have a sleep over at G-ma and G-pa Meyers' with my cousins Hannah and Sophie.  Grandma says I was good, but I managed to wake Sophie up.  Hannah slept right through me crying.  She better get use to a baby crying and waking them up because in February they will have a new brother or sister.  I hope all is well with everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-8661120231273027827?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8661120231273027827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8661120231273027827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8661120231273027827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8661120231273027827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-boat-ride-and-my-first-two.html' title='My first boat ride and my first two teeth!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SL304DoSC8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/cofZSBLxyMg/s72-c/DSC02102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7295332408776113050</id><published>2008-08-25T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:57:37.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am officially into everything!</title><content type='html'>Since last week, I am officially into everything.  I love to eat shoes, crawl on the tile and stand up at the front door, climb the steps, and my favorite thing to do is to climb under the coffee table and get the cords to the monitor.  It drives mommy crazy because she would have to have at least 5 different gates to stop me.  In the last 2 days I have had 4 face plants onto the tile or coffee table. I guess I must be strong because I cry, but I get back up and do it all over again.  I now have one black and blue bruise on my head, but I should have 3 or 4.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238652616595226466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SLNuzJnUP2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/9lSQUWbWTn8/s320/DSC02079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My aunt Amy did not find out what the baby was last week because the bambino was not cooperative.  We have to wait 3 more weeks to find out what the baby is.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Thanks for checking in with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-167db17095e9ff8a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D167db17095e9ff8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44F9B6D27C03B630ADD2439895C7B282287BEAE.758BE254BE15D39F186952F004FD3B888DAC5571%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D167db17095e9ff8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DShwmAFVXlNmkHZaWn-OLHv5qUCA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D167db17095e9ff8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44F9B6D27C03B630ADD2439895C7B282287BEAE.758BE254BE15D39F186952F004FD3B888DAC5571%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D167db17095e9ff8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DShwmAFVXlNmkHZaWn-OLHv5qUCA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7295332408776113050?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=167db17095e9ff8a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7295332408776113050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7295332408776113050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7295332408776113050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7295332408776113050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-officially-into-everything.html' title='I am officially into everything!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SLNuzJnUP2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/9lSQUWbWTn8/s72-c/DSC02079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3175966614197736322</id><published>2008-08-18T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:39:19.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got new clothes for dirt cheap!  They are so cute huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SKpAVPvSIJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QCSr3iSOT9g/s1600-h/DSC02043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236068250517905554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SKpAVPvSIJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QCSr3iSOT9g/s320/DSC02043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SKo-8bhXkDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/o-GE45ay4Us/s1600-h/DSC02031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236066724672409650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SKo-8bhXkDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/o-GE45ay4Us/s320/DSC02031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my mommy and daddy went around looking for a new grill this weekend because their old one didn't survive the 3rd and hopefully final move. My mommy walked into Kmart of all places and happened to run into a rack full of clothes. Needless to say mommy had never bought anything from Kmart for me, but boy did she score. Everything on the rack was marked down plus 40% off. The outfit that I have on in this picture is from Kmart and she got me a couple of outfits for next year and a couple of other shirts, shorts, and she even got herself 2 tank tops (68 cents a piece). Mommy was so proud because she only spent $17. Nice! Mommy wanted to share the information about Kfart incase any of you actually have one close and want to buy your clothes for your kids at Kmart. All is well here at the new house. I am eating like a mad person (as you can see in the picture), except for today at daycare. I am no longer army crawling, just crawling EVERYWHERE! I am pulling myself up on things, including the bath tub which scares mommy and daddy. I love playing in the bath and having mommy pour water over my head. I usually eat the wash cloth before mommy uses it. She doesn't really like me doing that, but I want to suck the water out of it. I went to the Mauer family reunion with Grandma and Grandpa Mauer this past weekend and boy did I have fun. Mommy got my room all organized with my clothes in drawers for the first time ever. Mommy loves it organized, but daddy will probably be confused when he dresses me because he does not know where anything is. Mommy will have to explain her organization. I hope all is well with everyone. Jennifer, Trisha, and Julie, I know you guys read the blog. Thanks!&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/8165835143214339362-3175966614197736322?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3175966614197736322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3175966614197736322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3175966614197736322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3175966614197736322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-got-new-clothes-for-dirt-cheap-they.html' title='I got new clothes for dirt cheap!  They are so cute huh?'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SKpAVPvSIJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QCSr3iSOT9g/s72-c/DSC02043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3352899558697122547</id><published>2008-08-15T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:17:29.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my new car seat, but mine is more boyish than this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SKY0cIMbvRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9Z-WWL6OTkc/s1600-h/DSC01953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234929274705394962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SKY0cIMbvRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9Z-WWL6OTkc/s320/DSC01953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this picture was taken in Houston so NO Sophie this is not Drew's new car seat.  You are right, it is a little girlish.  This was my sister Cathy's nanny's car seat that she let us borrow for the whole time we were in Houston.  Thanks Naomi and Kaitlyn.  Well, the first week back was not so bad, but I miss hanging out with Drew all day.  I feel like I am missing out on daily activities that he does.  He is crawling everywhere and according to the daycare providers, grandparents and great grandma, Drew is a "busy boy."  I'm sure that does not surprise anyone considering who his parents are.  Ha!  He is into everything, including the cords that hang from our wall.  We are constantly moving him away from things he should not be in.  However, Drew has learned that he can't roll over on the tile and hardwood very easily.  My sister Cathy told me that he would learn fast and boy did he.  Kids know where they should  and should not be.  He very carefully rolls whenever he is on the tile or hardwood floors.  It is kind of funny to see him do this because no where else in the entire house does he roll very slowly.  Drew now has 2 teeth and is starting to eat little munchies like what I call the "meltaways."  You put them in his mouth and they pretty much melt.  He still prefers food over the "meltaways."  Drew is also going to have a new cousin.  We will hopefully find out if aunt Amy is going to have a boy or girl on August 20th.  I'm sure Drew would love to have a little boy around, but who knows.  Congrats Amy, Josh, Hannah, and Sopie.  I can't wait to have another little one around.  They are so much fun.  Hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon. Oh, Congratulations also to Jennifer Mytty.  Jennifer, I'm not sure if anyone else actually reads this, but congrats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-3352899558697122547?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3352899558697122547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3352899558697122547' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3352899558697122547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3352899558697122547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-my-new-car-seat-but-mine-is-more.html' title='I love my new car seat, but mine is more boyish than this!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SKY0cIMbvRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9Z-WWL6OTkc/s72-c/DSC01953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1635163728226989162</id><published>2008-08-06T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:53:05.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I am starting to look like uncle Brian!</title><content type='html'>I love this picture of Drew.  It reminds me of one of my little brothers' baby pictures.  He is so cute isn't he?  Drew is cutting his second tooth now and boy is he grouchy.  He kept us up ALL night for the first time &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJnbt0l155I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2DrC1ZU1qhc/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231454022425503634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJnbt0l155I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2DrC1ZU1qhc/s320/DSC01970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;because he was fussy and didn't feel good.  I feel bad for him, but I am doing everything I can to help him feel better.  We are enjoying our last week together.  We have nobody around to hang out with during the week because everyone is on vacation.  My family (Kris, Mom, and all the girls) is in Minnesota.  I decided it was way too far for us to go and I didn't want to drive that far.  Grandma and Grandpa Meyers are on vacation also.  They left for Colorado the other day.  We are kind of bored, but then again Drew has been very crabby. We have had some visitors this week come over to the new house.  Jill Batman and Erin Hochstein came over to check out our new house and see Drew.  Of course he was good as gold while they were here.  Hope all is well with everyone.  I have to go feed Drew some food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJnbJ3Lm05I/AAAAAAAAAFk/7sXDqkRmPQw/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-1635163728226989162?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1635163728226989162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1635163728226989162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1635163728226989162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1635163728226989162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-i-am-starting-to-look-like.html' title='I think I am starting to look like uncle Brian!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJnbt0l155I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2DrC1ZU1qhc/s72-c/DSC01970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1211163606645772248</id><published>2008-08-01T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:27:41.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally got Baptized!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJM4sVpMzMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-QxP7KgxVB0/s1600-h/DSC01998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229585926682627266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJM4sVpMzMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-QxP7KgxVB0/s320/DSC01998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJM4Tkg_ebI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KdETs7j9S9E/s1600-h/DSC01978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229585501178001842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJM4Tkg_ebI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KdETs7j9S9E/s320/DSC01978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJM4T55cKDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/451o1cbwjOw/s1600-h/DSC01979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229585506917689394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJM4T55cKDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/451o1cbwjOw/s320/DSC01979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my mommy and daddy finally got me baptized this past weekend. I loved the white outfit, but decided to throw up on it as soon as my parents put it on me. I also threw up during the ceremony. I thought it was pretty amusing to watch my parents try to clean up the church floor. Other than the throwing up I loved the water and the candle burning was my favorite. I had so many people come and watch me and come to my house afterwards for cake. Thanks for coming! This week mommy and I have been lazy.  We have went to the pool, shopping, and just lounged around.  Mommy has to go back to work on the 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and she is not looking forward to it.  I know I will miss her, but I get to see my grandma and grandpa everyday.  Yeah!  Hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-1211163606645772248?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1211163606645772248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1211163606645772248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1211163606645772248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1211163606645772248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-finally-got-baptized.html' title='I finally got Baptized!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SJM4sVpMzMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-QxP7KgxVB0/s72-c/DSC01998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7835261546123958485</id><published>2008-07-24T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T14:29:07.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my daddy so much!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SIjwQplj-bI/AAAAAAAAAFE/P6b5idN2TQg/s1600-h/DSC01952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226691536395434418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SIjwQplj-bI/AAAAAAAAAFE/P6b5idN2TQg/s320/DSC01952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we are back from Houston and going a little crazy with all the stress. At least I am. Drew and I returned home yesterday and Andrew returned last Sunday. We had a great time in Houston with my sister, Scott, and Jackson. Drew loves Jackson so much. He would wait for him to come through our bedroom door every morning. It was so cute. Drew was great on the plane, thanks to the benedryl. It works wonders for Drew. We officially moved into our house on July 5th and left July 9th. I am throwing a baby shower for Trisha on Saturday and Drew gets baptized on Sunday. Wow, what a week huh? Thanks to everyone who is pitching in for the shower and baptism. If you are family members reading this the baptism is at 1 at my church in CB and we are doing cake and appetizers afterwards at my house. You do not have to come to the church if you do not want to. For those of you who are not family, keep your fingers crossed everything goes okay. Drew is cutting his first tooth on top of everything else. He has been pretty good, but a little fussy. Andrew finally got to go swimming with him on vacation.  Drew loved to get into the water with his daddy. As the picture shows above, Drew continues to look like his daddy and he loves to say dadadadada (see video). I have a lot to do so I have to go. Hope all is well with everyone. Talk to you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c1d9a4fef6255c78" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc1d9a4fef6255c78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D681125779CEAD34018EABC1F8D69F3EF35E52A.7B99FE61370ABA11D698790C34B7042E2F9D8012%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1d9a4fef6255c78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8imOtn3shnrnCgasAWIujHPAnUc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc1d9a4fef6255c78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D681125779CEAD34018EABC1F8D69F3EF35E52A.7B99FE61370ABA11D698790C34B7042E2F9D8012%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1d9a4fef6255c78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8imOtn3shnrnCgasAWIujHPAnUc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7835261546123958485?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7835261546123958485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7835261546123958485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7835261546123958485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7835261546123958485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-my-daddy-so-much.html' title='I love my daddy so much!!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SIjwQplj-bI/AAAAAAAAAFE/P6b5idN2TQg/s72-c/DSC01952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3740199862662431870</id><published>2008-06-30T15:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:22:10.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 6 months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SGlbjMFcKpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CtXjoo_UleM/s1600-h/DSC01859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217802303383022226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SGlbjMFcKpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CtXjoo_UleM/s320/DSC01859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am now 6 months old.  I went to the Dr. today and I weighed 17 lbs and 11 oz., which is in the 60th percentile.  I am in the 75% for height and my head is still at the 30%.  I had to get 3 shots and drink one today.  They hurt and I screamed really loud.  Mommy even cried this time because she felt bad for me.  This picture is to show everyone that I am catching up with my cousin Hallie.  She will be 2 in October. Mommy and Daddy closed on the house today and we will probably be moving stuff in slowly throughout the week.  As for the official move in date, probable mommy and daddy's anniversary, July 5th.  hope all is well with everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-3740199862662431870?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3740199862662431870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3740199862662431870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3740199862662431870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3740199862662431870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-6-months-old.html' title='I&apos;m 6 months Old!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SGlbjMFcKpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CtXjoo_UleM/s72-c/DSC01859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-1540779185114990265</id><published>2008-06-25T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:32:44.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is so busy-----Sorry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SGLpPrJZ12I/AAAAAAAAAE0/G7IjqWtYRFY/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215987773937932130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SGLpPrJZ12I/AAAAAAAAAE0/G7IjqWtYRFY/s320/DSC01750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5426a1a1decc3284" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5426a1a1decc3284%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D262045D45F7D9406FD9F4742E10B7643C2AF6755.4D92794A926326EDA4ED9BCB3A80036F7679C0AB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5426a1a1decc3284%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0-FiC1yEdj_3ULWLwRGcr0RHS4g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5426a1a1decc3284%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D262045D45F7D9406FD9F4742E10B7643C2AF6755.4D92794A926326EDA4ED9BCB3A80036F7679C0AB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5426a1a1decc3284%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0-FiC1yEdj_3ULWLwRGcr0RHS4g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry it has been so long since we posted.  We have been awful busy this summer.  Mommy has to finish her portfolio and then she is done with graduate school.  She will actually graduate in August, but is done with classes.  Daddy has been so busy with the house.  We are scheduled to close on Tuesday, July 1st and we still need to finish the grouting, driveway, and the deck.  Hopefully, we will not see rain the rest of the week. I am getting so big.  I weigh almost 17 pounds according to mommy's scale, but I go to the Dr. on Monday for my 6 month check so I will know for sure then. I am a wiggle worm and love to bounce in my Jumperoo, as you can tell in the video. I am rolling all over the place.  I usually end up finding the smallest hole to roll into and then lick the couch or table.  It is really gross, or at least that is what mommy thinks. Don't you love my first baseball hat? I think it makes me look cool!  Thanks Kimmy! Mommy still takes me to the pool almost everyday.  I love to sit in the water and chill in crab man. I occasionally take a nap in the raft, but I really do not like to take naps.  I like to sleep in the car, shopping with mommy, and at night, but otherwise I do not want to miss out on anything.  Who needs naps anyway?  I hope al is well with everyone and we will talk to you soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-1540779185114990265?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5426a1a1decc3284&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1540779185114990265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=1540779185114990265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1540779185114990265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/1540779185114990265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-is-so-busy-sorry.html' title='Summer is so busy-----Sorry!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SGLpPrJZ12I/AAAAAAAAAE0/G7IjqWtYRFY/s72-c/DSC01750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3896059951380751823</id><published>2008-06-03T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:35:54.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the best life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SEYLQ0heu-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/s1y9c_vH48A/s1600-h/DSC01736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207862402705439714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SEYLQ0heu-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/s1y9c_vH48A/s320/DSC01736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SEYLD0heu9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/VprJvBBVgJM/s1600-h/DSC01692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207862179367140306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SEYLD0heu9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/VprJvBBVgJM/s320/DSC01692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a couple of weeks so I am sorry, but mommy has been busy taking me to the pool and playing with me.  The first picture is the first day at the pool and mommy thought the water was a bit cold so she didn't bring my crab man.  I loved the water and didn't care if the water was freezing or not.  The next day mommy took what she calls the "crab man" to the pool and she put me in with my feet in first. However, I liked the raft a lot better when I was lounging like the picture.  I guess I look like my mommy and daddy at the pool except I think they would probably have a drink instead of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;binky&lt;/span&gt;. Ha!  I am rolling over now but once I get to my stomach I get mad and fuss a little so somebody will come roll me back over.  Mommy spends a lot of time rolling me back and forth.  My aunt Cathy and cousin Jackson are coming into town this weekend and I can't wait.  I will have to show them what we do at the pool all day!  My great grandma's b-day is this weekend so hopefully we get to go visit her.  I can't wait until I get old enough to eat her wonderful peanut butter cookies that mommy raved about last weekend. As for our house..... we are still not in it.  Mommy and daddy say it should be right around the first of July when we close.  Mommy and daddy want to be moved in that weekend if possible so that we don't have to worry about our traveling in July.  Mommy and I are going to Texas for 2 weeks and daddy is coming for a week and they would be concerned about being here together to sign the paperwork.  Everyday daddy or mommy are going over to the house to check on the progress.  A lot of times I sit in the car with one of them while the other looks because I can't go in the house because of the smell of paint and stain.  I can't wait to have my own room and I know mommy and daddy can't wait to be on their own again.  Sorry it took us so long to write, but mommy was busy playing with me.  Talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-3896059951380751823?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3896059951380751823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3896059951380751823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3896059951380751823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3896059951380751823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-best-life.html' title='I have the best life!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SEYLQ0heu-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/s1y9c_vH48A/s72-c/DSC01736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-57489132323264178</id><published>2008-05-20T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:41:12.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am getting so big!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SDOJZLDpokI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cvMbY6dJHoY/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202653060100891202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SDOJZLDpokI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cvMbY6dJHoY/s320/DSC01664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, it has been awhile since Mommy updated the blog, but we have been busy!  Last week I was sick with what they doctor called Roseola, which is a fever for a couple of days and ends in a rash.  I also had some fluid in both my ears.  The Dr. told mommy to watch for a fever and call so they could treat it if they needed to.  So far so good!  Mommy also started her last grad class on Saturday so she is going to be busy for the next 4 weeks, but then she is done.  She will have her masters and never have to go back to school again.  YEAH!  Mommy keeps telling me this is my last week at daycare because school is out.  I can't wait to hang out with mommy and my cousins all summer at the pool.  I'm sure grandma, aunt Amy, great-grandma Pete, and grandpa will be sad not to see me everyday, but they will have to come watch me at the pool.  I'm pretty sure I will love the water since I love the bath.  I started eating cereal, oatmeal, and my favorite, sweet potatoes.  I don't care much for oatmeal, but my cousin Sophie keeps telling me that it is so yummy and I need to eat it.  I am giggling a lot at whatever you say or do to me.  I can also roll, occasionally, from front to back, but as for the back to front, I have only done that once.  Nobody was even paying attention.  Mommy came into check on me because I got quiet and I was stuck on my belly.  Mommy and the family are just waiting to see me do it again.  I went to my aunt Thu and uncle Brian's tonight and Thu danced with me.  I loved it.  My uncle Brian held me and I don't think I even spit up on him.  I hope all is well with everyone else, but I am asleep and mommy needs to do some homework.  Talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-57489132323264178?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/57489132323264178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=57489132323264178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/57489132323264178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/57489132323264178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-getting-so-big.html' title='I am getting so big!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SDOJZLDpokI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cvMbY6dJHoY/s72-c/DSC01664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3937359602935480777</id><published>2008-05-07T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:03:28.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back----Sorry!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SCJcYU7xSwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8SFO03eC7Uw/s1600-h/DSC01564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197818492944993026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SCJcYU7xSwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8SFO03eC7Uw/s320/DSC01564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SCJcC07xSvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TI8aLVpgI14/s1600-h/DSC01590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197818123577805554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SCJcC07xSvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TI8aLVpgI14/s320/DSC01590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a busy week last week and that is why there was no post.  Andrew was traveling Tuesday-Thursday and then we left to go go to the Kentucky Derby.  Drew stayed with G-ma and G-pa Meyers and according to them he was great.  Andrew and I had so much fun.  We went there on Friday morning and met up with Dave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vannier&lt;/span&gt; and his wife Becca, who are expecting a baby in August.  On Saturday morning we ate a big breakfast and headed to the track.  We got there at the tail end of the first race.  We stayed all day long, had many drinks, and even saw some stars.  This is the best people watching place on earth.  I will have to say if anyone ever gets the chance to go, GO.  It is worth every penny that is spent.  If you look at our picture above, you can see we were right on the railing and that is actually where our seats were.  Not only on the railing, but the first turn of the race.  Again, this is one of the most amazing events to go to, so if you get the chance, go.   As for Drew, he is doing great.  He is really starting to get a personality.  I think the above pictures shows how much he still looks like his dad.  I wonder when he will start looking like me?  I still think he resembles his uncle Brian a little.  He is eating cereal and making a mess every night before he goes to bed, but it is so fun to watch him.  He is so entertaining now.  Drew has not rolled over yet, but man he is ready to go at anytime.  I'm sure it will be someday when I'm at work.  We have 2 weeks of school left (YEAH) and hopefully just about 6 weeks or so on our house.  In 2 weeks, we will start going to Cabana everyday, so if anyone wants to join us, we will have a punch card so let me know.  Hope all is well with everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-3937359602935480777?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3937359602935480777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3937359602935480777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3937359602935480777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3937359602935480777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/05/were-back-sorry.html' title='We&apos;re Back----Sorry!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SCJcYU7xSwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8SFO03eC7Uw/s72-c/DSC01564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-607641024492808959</id><published>2008-04-22T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T18:38:56.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The weather is finally nice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SA6Psdzs5tI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jJ_W4s9CbdM/s1600-h/DSC01539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192245414483257042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SA6Psdzs5tI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jJ_W4s9CbdM/s320/DSC01539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, here are my new sunglasses that Grandma Meyers bought me.  They are still a little big, but they make me look COOL!  I also have my new jacket on that grandma Meyers gave me for Easter. It is still a little big, but I will grow into it.  Speaking of growing, my grandma Mauer thinks I get bigger everyday.  She can't wait for me to go to my Dr.'s appointment on Friday just to see what I weigh.  According to mommy's scale last week, I weighed 14.5 pounds, but who knows if that is right or not.  The weather if finally nice in CB.  Thank goodness! My cousin Sophie has been driving me around at daycare in my new little stroller.  I love being outside or just being pushed inside the daycare.  Either way, I can fall asleep.  Today mommy and daddy grilled out and I sat outside in my chair.  With all the fresh air I fell asleep.  Mommy and daddy actually got to eat a meal together without me crying or wanting attention.  I think they enjoyed themselves.  Daddy came home tonight and said that the steps are almost finished at our new house.  Mommy plans on going out there sometime this week to take pictures.  My mommy and daddy are going to the Kentucky Derby next weekend so I am staying with Grandma and Grandpa Meyers all weekend.  Hopefully I behave for them.  Even if I'm naughty I'm pretty sure they will not tell my mommy and daddy.  I hope all is well with everyone!  Talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-607641024492808959?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/607641024492808959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=607641024492808959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/607641024492808959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/607641024492808959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/04/weather-is-finally-nice.html' title='The weather is finally nice!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SA6Psdzs5tI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jJ_W4s9CbdM/s72-c/DSC01539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7477997851462689865</id><published>2008-04-16T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:22:10.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SAazAmW_2JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GtvzlCKMzx0/s1600-h/DSC01504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190032443469453458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SAazAmW_2JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GtvzlCKMzx0/s320/DSC01504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look so cute in the Nebraska outfit my aunt Kimmy gave me, but Nebraska?  I am getting so big.  My mommy weighed me with Grandma the other day and I weighed 14.5 pounds.  I am over my ear infection.  Yeah!  I have been going to my aunt Katie and Tony's almost every weekend.  I love them so much.  Aunt Katie spoils me!  I got my first pair of sunglasses this week.  Thanks Grandma Meyers!  I will send pictures soon of me in my glasses. My mommy only has a couple more weeks of school and then we will be going to the pool everyday.  I can't wait to go play in the water.  If anybody wants to join us at the pool, let my mommy know.  We will be there EVERYDAY, if it is up to my mommy.  Our house is coming along.  Tim and the rest of the crew of Liberty Homes are working like mad on the cabinets.  They look so good!  Mommy and Daddy say it will probably be sometime in June.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-7477997851462689865?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7477997851462689865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7477997851462689865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7477997851462689865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7477997851462689865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/04/nebraska.html' title='Nebraska????????'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/SAazAmW_2JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GtvzlCKMzx0/s72-c/DSC01504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-6403166195159533139</id><published>2008-04-06T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:46:42.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at my beautiful smile!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_mXJqLNt7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wndSPRhvqGc/s1600-h/DSC01500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186342638089779122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_mXJqLNt7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wndSPRhvqGc/s320/DSC01500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_mW7aLNt6I/AAAAAAAAADs/7fyesJi0cLo/s1600-h/DSC01496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186342393276643234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_mW7aLNt6I/AAAAAAAAADs/7fyesJi0cLo/s320/DSC01496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy has been very good about updating the last couple of weeks.  Yeah!  On Friday I got to hang out with my future God Parents, Katie and Tony.  Max, their dog got a good lick at my face when I was sleeping at their house.  Mommy thought it was yucky, but I didn't even wake up.  Max loves me.  He missed me on Saturday when mommy and daddy went over to their house to watch the basketball games.  I stayed overnight at Grandma and Grandpa Meyers' house.  I got to stay up until 10 at their house.  I like staying there!  We went to breakfast this morning and then daddy and I slept for a long time in the afternoon while mommy ran some errands.  Mommy even had to wake me up so I would go to sleep in my big bed on time.  I officially moved into the pack n' play tonight.  I look so small in it and I can actually move around a little, which scares mommy.  I also got a new toy for the tub.  In the picture above I am sitting it.  Daddy calls it my "lawn chair."  I can sit and stare while I am in the tub.  I love it.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-6403166195159533139?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6403166195159533139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=6403166195159533139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6403166195159533139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/6403166195159533139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-at-my-beautiful-smile.html' title='Look at my beautiful smile!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_mXJqLNt7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wndSPRhvqGc/s72-c/DSC01500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-5263795751970512657</id><published>2008-04-02T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T17:39:55.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my outfit!  Thanks Aunt Cathy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_QMkKLNt5I/AAAAAAAAADk/KotyIa9DRBw/s1600-h/DSC01456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184782886356498322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_QMkKLNt5I/AAAAAAAAADk/KotyIa9DRBw/s320/DSC01456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, last week mommy was going through some clothes and realized that this outfit my aunt Cathy gave me was not 3-6 months, it was 0-3 months.  I got to wear it only one time, but boy did I look cute.  I had to go see Dr. Jones yesterday with Grandma Mauer because I have been very fussy and had a low fever.  The Dr. told grandma that I have my first ear infection.  I am on an antibiotic and I think I finally broke the fever last night.  Yeah!  I am still a little fussy because I do not want to sleep, but I need to. Daddy was traveling yesterday and comes home tonight.  Sometime in the next couple of days mommy and daddy are going to put me in a bigger bed.  I guess I am outgrowing the bassinet.  My pack n' play is waiting for me, but mommy just has not put me in it yet.  I'm not sure why.  It is so big compared to my bassinett, but I'm sure I will love rolling around in it the next couple of months until I get my big crib in our new house.  That will be harder for mommy and daddy because I will actually be in my own room by then also.  Anyway, hope all is well and I will talk to you soon. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f8df12be5803c35d" 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://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8df12be5803c35d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8014C9AC880B688235C4DA6A68B21FA47773ADC4.46FFE97F19A769F85E3FE288C02156F661E50693%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8df12be5803c35d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dein5j2Nl8KIxi84yHk5GeK-aeZk&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://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8df12be5803c35d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441784%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8014C9AC880B688235C4DA6A68B21FA47773ADC4.46FFE97F19A769F85E3FE288C02156F661E50693%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8df12be5803c35d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dein5j2Nl8KIxi84yHk5GeK-aeZk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-5263795751970512657?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f8df12be5803c35d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5263795751970512657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=5263795751970512657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5263795751970512657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5263795751970512657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-my-outfit-thanks-aunt-cathy.html' title='I love my outfit!  Thanks Aunt Cathy!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_QMkKLNt5I/AAAAAAAAADk/KotyIa9DRBw/s72-c/DSC01456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-9015616864562208871</id><published>2008-03-30T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:09:38.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our house is coming along!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183718554805843826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_BEj6LNt3I/AAAAAAAAADU/057ffiP1p-Y/s320/DSC01457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well this week mommy decided to not only post a picture of me, but she thought some of you might want to see the progress on the house.  If not, sorry, you have to look.  Ha!  All of the siding is done on our house and they are starting to do the cabinets tomorrow.  Mommy and daddy went over to the house on Sunday (today) to go over the cabinets with Tim.  Man, he is a smart guy!  Thanks Brandi for watching me and I am so sorry I was fussy.  My mommy wanted to show off one of my new bibs that Grandma Meyers, AKA Easter Bunny, got me.  Aren't they cute?  I got 2 that say my real name and two that say Peetee.  I guess I will always be Peetee.  We have had a busy weekend.  On Friday we went to Aunt Katie and Uncle Tony's new house and mommy had a lot of fun.  She even got to sneak away to her friends' house.  On Saturday we went to Dawn and Justin's house and we even stayed over.  I had a hard time going to bed, but once I went down, mommy and daddy were able to enjoy themselves.  Today, I had a little bit of a temperature, which mommy thinks is from me getting a tooth.  I guess time will tell.  I hope all is well with everyone and I will talk to you soon.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_BFOKLNt4I/AAAAAAAAADc/JEbMmRHi-bc/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183719280655316866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_BFOKLNt4I/AAAAAAAAADc/JEbMmRHi-bc/s320/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drew (AKA Peetee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-9015616864562208871?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/9015616864562208871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=9015616864562208871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/9015616864562208871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/9015616864562208871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-house-is-coming-along.html' title='Our house is coming along!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R_BEj6LNt3I/AAAAAAAAADU/057ffiP1p-Y/s72-c/DSC01457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7776851467285912859</id><published>2008-03-23T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:31:31.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My uncle Tony finally held me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R-cQgaLNt2I/AAAAAAAAADM/G63UGNvTO68/s1600-h/DSC01445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181128045281261410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R-cQgaLNt2I/AAAAAAAAADM/G63UGNvTO68/s320/DSC01445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mommy has been so busy so she has not updated the blog for over a week. Sorry! I am getting bigger each day. My new thing is to spit up everywhere, including on mommy and daddy. I have to wear a bib all the time. Good thing the Easter bunny came to Grandma and Grandpa Meyers' house. I got 4 new bibs. Two of them say Peetee and the other two say Drew. My mommy loves them, especially the Peetee ones. Last week, I got my first and hopefully last (right) eye infection.  I could barely open my eye.  Mommy got me some drops from the Dr. and I am better.  Yeah!  Besides spitting up, I have decided that I really like T.V., especially basketball.  On Friday mommy and grandma went to the car dealership and I watched the basketball game with grandma while mommy got a new car.  On Saturday we went and helped uncle Tony and aunt Katie move into their new house.  My uncle Tony finally held me and as you can see in the picture above, we were watching basketball. I have been hanging out with mommy since Thursday and I don't have to go back to daycare until Tuesday.  Not that it is that bad since I hang out with Grandma, Great Grandma, and aunt Amy all day.  Well enough about me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy says they are getting more stuff done on the house each day.  Mommy doesn't have any updated pictures, but the siding is almost done, the wood floor is in, and Tim is going to start building cabinets this week.  We are getting closer to moving into our house.  Yeah!  Hopefully all is well with everyone.  Hope you had a great Easter!  Talk to you soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7776851467285912859?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7776851467285912859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7776851467285912859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7776851467285912859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7776851467285912859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-uncle-tony-finally-held-me.html' title='My uncle Tony finally held me!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R-cQgaLNt2I/AAAAAAAAADM/G63UGNvTO68/s72-c/DSC01445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-9181881758726605910</id><published>2008-03-13T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:16:45.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't I look good in my robe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R9ndg2qgcmI/AAAAAAAAADE/U7RMnH9VtcU/s1600-h/drew+in+robe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177412803138450018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R9ndg2qgcmI/AAAAAAAAADE/U7RMnH9VtcU/s320/drew+in+robe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mommy weighed me yesterday and I weighed 13.5 pounds.  I had a pretty full diaper and she weighed me at night.  What was she thinking?  This week, mommy took me for a walk/run outside in grandma and grandpa's neighborhood two days in a row.  It was so nice outside.  At daycare, grandma made me giggle outloud.  My cousin Sophie and Hannah are finally back from their cruise so Sophie is spoiling me again.  She told great grandma that only aunts, uncles, grandmas, and grandpas are the only ones that can hold and take care of me.  I guess I am pretty spoiled! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy keeps giving mommy updates on the house.  She really has not had a chance to get out there for awhile so I think we are all going to check out the house this weekend.  Daddy says the hardwood floors were put in last week and that the house is coming along.  I am excited to move into my new house and I know mommy and daddy are also.  Hope all is well with everyone.  By the way, mommy is officially old.  She turned 30 on March 11th.  &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/8165835143214339362-9181881758726605910?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/9181881758726605910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=9181881758726605910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/9181881758726605910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/9181881758726605910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-i-look-good-in-my-robe.html' title='Don&apos;t I look good in my robe?'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R9ndg2qgcmI/AAAAAAAAADE/U7RMnH9VtcU/s72-c/drew+in+robe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8447276425401095365</id><published>2008-03-06T18:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T18:37:34.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lick everything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R9CnjsgczHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1hGFMgLG3rQ/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174820203533225074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R9CnjsgczHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1hGFMgLG3rQ/s320/DSC01337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look close you can tell that I am licking my hand.  The day I was born, my aunt Kris told my daddy that I had a long tongue.  The joked about where I got it.  (All of her kids had to have their tongues clipped the day they were born.)  The day I was born I started licking everything you put near my mouth.  Now, I lick everything like ice cream.  Boy, oh boy, I can't wait to eat real ice cream!  Today was the first time I was fussy at daycare.  I think I just wanted to hang out with my mommy.  Mommy told me that all she wanted to do today was come home and play with me.  I guess we had mutual feelings. Today was also another first for me.  Mommy put me in the BabyBjorn and walked with me on the treadmill.  She got a pretty good work out considering I weigh almost 12 pounds.  She walked a long time and put me right to sleep.  I loved it, but man did it make both of us hot.  Since this winter is never going away, I guess mommy will be doing this more often than just going to the gym.  It is a little more difficult for her to get to the gym now, but she is still working hard and this is just another way I get to be close to my mommy.  I just wanted to update you on how I was doing.  Have a great weekend.  By the way, mommy is going to be 30 next week.  She is getting old.  I guess my daddy already is old.  Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-8447276425401095365?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8447276425401095365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8447276425401095365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8447276425401095365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8447276425401095365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-lick-everything.html' title='I lick everything!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R9CnjsgczHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1hGFMgLG3rQ/s72-c/DSC01337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-193038374155869137</id><published>2008-03-02T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T09:44:15.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read my shirt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R8rlX9OybMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UnmgzJDDd5c/s1600-h/DSC01345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173199321724775618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R8rlX9OybMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UnmgzJDDd5c/s320/DSC01345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those of you who read the blog, sorry it has taken so long to post.  My mommy has been really busy with work, school, and taken care of me.  My mommy went back to work last week so I went to daycare.  Well, daycare with my cousin Sophie, Grandma Meyers, and Aunt Amy.  My cousin Sophie will not let anybody else touch me at the daycare.  She makes my daily schedule up for grandma and Amy.  Mommy thinks it is pretty funny.  I like daycare, but I miss hanging out with mommy all day long.  She keeps telling me there is only 12 weeks until we go to the pool everyday.  I can't wait.  On Friday grandma Mauer took me to my 2 month check-up.  Those nurses were so mean.  They gave me 4 shots and made me drink one of them.  I cried for a little while, but then I was okay.  I weighed 11 pounds 8 oz and was 23 inches long.  I am in the 50 percentile for height and weight, but my head is only in the 30 percentile.  My grandma Mauer always says I have a small head.  I guess I do.  On Saturday night I had my first slumber party.  I was the only one invited.  I stayed at Grandma and Grandpa Meyers while mommy and daddy went out to celebrate mommy's birthday.  Her birthday is not until the 11th, but they went out early.  As my mommy writes this update, I am hanging with my daddy at my grandma and grandpas because mommy is supposed to be doing homework.  (Finished early!)  Hope all is well with everyone.  I will try to remind mommy to keep up with the postings because I am growing up so fast and I change from day to day.  Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-193038374155869137?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/193038374155869137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=193038374155869137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/193038374155869137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/193038374155869137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/03/read-my-shirt.html' title='Read my shirt!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R8rlX9OybMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UnmgzJDDd5c/s72-c/DSC01345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-5181778796455087979</id><published>2008-02-17T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T09:17:05.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week with mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R7m4_XWmMjI/AAAAAAAAACs/87SJQzY-weQ/s1600-h/DSC01310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168365446124417586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R7m4_XWmMjI/AAAAAAAAACs/87SJQzY-weQ/s320/DSC01310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so sad because my mommy is going back to work next week.  She is not looking forward to going back and leaving me at daycare.  At least I get to stay with grandma, great-grandma, and Aunt Amy.  I'm sure it will be fun, but I will miss hanging out all day and going to the mall with mommy. Mommy says there is only 13 weeks left of school when she goes back and then we will go to the swimming pool everyday.  Yeah!  I have been smiling a lot lately, mostly at daddy.  I love my Baby Beluga music.  I kick my feet and move my hands to the music.  Mommy thinks I look so cute when I "dance" to the music.  My aunt Cathy and cousin Jackson were in town last weekend.  They were here for a short time, but we still had fun.  Our house is starting to look more like a house.  Mommy and daddy took grandma and grandpa to the house this weekend.  They all had to wear bags on their feet because it is so muddy.  It was pretty funny.  The builders will be siding the house this week so mommy and daddy will probably take new pictures.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-5181778796455087979?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5181778796455087979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=5181778796455087979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5181778796455087979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5181778796455087979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-week-with-mommy.html' title='Last week with mommy'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R7m4_XWmMjI/AAAAAAAAACs/87SJQzY-weQ/s72-c/DSC01310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-188050188680276645</id><published>2008-02-06T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:47:26.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5.5 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R6opEHuwb0I/AAAAAAAAACU/s5fnZfWBM8g/s1600-h/5.5+weeks+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163985073505070914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R6opEHuwb0I/AAAAAAAAACU/s5fnZfWBM8g/s400/5.5+weeks+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So mommy and grandma took me to Sears today to have my pictures done.  Mommy had to wake me up because I was sleeping so I was not very cooperative.  In fact this is one of only a couple good pictures.  After mommy left Sears she swore she could have probably got online to figure out how to get the pictures without spending so much money. Well, she spent the money and she figured out how to get the pictures.  This is one of them.  Don't I look so cute?  Next time mommy knows not to spend so much money.  Sorry Daddy!  Hope all is well with everyone. Talk to you soon.&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/8165835143214339362-188050188680276645?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/188050188680276645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=188050188680276645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/188050188680276645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/188050188680276645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/02/55-weeks.html' title='5.5 weeks'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R6opEHuwb0I/AAAAAAAAACU/s5fnZfWBM8g/s72-c/5.5+weeks+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-4364057727300400166</id><published>2008-02-04T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:58:49.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Daddy!  I'm Glad Your Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R6fcSXuwbzI/AAAAAAAAACM/qiIQBs4uKgA/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163337705969446706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R6fcSXuwbzI/AAAAAAAAACM/qiIQBs4uKgA/s320/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We survived!  Daddy was in Indiana all last week, but mommy and I survived.  Thanks to Grandmas, mommy was able to get her homework done for her grad program.  She seems to be having a hard time making time for her homework.  I think she would rather play with me.  I am a little over 5 weeks old now and weigh about 10 pounds.  I have really started playing with my hands and kicking my feet.  I love my mirror also.  Mommy and daddy seem to take me EVERYWHERE.  We never seem to stay home except at night.  I guess that is why I have been sleeping so well.  This Thursday my aunt Cathy and cousin Jackson are coming into town from Texas.  I can't wait to see them.  I have met them once, but I was way too little.  I was still in the hospital.  I am looking forward to being spoiled by more people.  Mommy and daddy are going to leave me home with Grandma on Saturday and go out with mommy's sisters and brothers.  I am going to have so much fun with Jackson and Grandma.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-4364057727300400166?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4364057727300400166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=4364057727300400166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4364057727300400166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/4364057727300400166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-daddy-im-glad-your-home.html' title='Hi Daddy!  I&apos;m Glad Your Home!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R6fcSXuwbzI/AAAAAAAAACM/qiIQBs4uKgA/s72-c/DSC01290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-347014765006846880</id><published>2008-01-23T11:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T11:10:26.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so cute!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R5eP9XuwbwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nBNueBzxsu8/s1600-h/football+outfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158750182681112322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R5eP9XuwbwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nBNueBzxsu8/s400/football+outfit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I am so cute!  What do you think?  Mommy and daddy love me so much and they think I am very cute.  They even say I am so cute they want to eat me.  I don't think that would be possible, but we will let them think whatever they want to think.  I am almost a month old now and I am growing so fast.  I am awake more during the day, which is good because mommy gets to play with me more.  I am starting to look in the mirror at myself and kind of smile.  Mommy is getting a little nervous because daddy is going out of town all next week.  She is going to be busy taking care of me and working on her graduate class.  I will try to be good for her.  I hope all is well with everyone.  Talk to you soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-347014765006846880?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/347014765006846880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=347014765006846880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/347014765006846880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/347014765006846880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-so-cute.html' title='I am so cute!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R5eP9XuwbwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nBNueBzxsu8/s72-c/football+outfit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8152454081702227283</id><published>2008-01-23T10:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T11:04:02.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a month old!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R5ePKnuwbvI/AAAAAAAAABs/V6TKeof_7Gg/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158749310802751218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R5ePKnuwbvI/AAAAAAAAABs/V6TKeof_7Gg/s320/DSC01257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Ellie.  Hope you enjoyed your present and your dad did not take half.  Ha.  Cousin Drew loves you and so do we.&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/8165835143214339362-8152454081702227283?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8152454081702227283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8152454081702227283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8152454081702227283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8152454081702227283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/01/almost-month-old.html' title='Almost a month old!!!!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R5ePKnuwbvI/AAAAAAAAABs/V6TKeof_7Gg/s72-c/DSC01257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-3008252701135036138</id><published>2008-01-14T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T11:05:56.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R4uw5Vr779I/AAAAAAAAABc/4TBXrxKvYy0/s1600-h/DSC01240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155408697576124370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R4uw5Vr779I/AAAAAAAAABc/4TBXrxKvYy0/s320/DSC01240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Splish Splash I love the bath.  I initially cry, but once I get water put on me I love it.  I usually pee all over the tub or mommy, but I think that is a boy thing.  Last week mommy and I both went to the Dr.  Mommy is now only taking a couple of medications, but her blood pressure is still really high.  She will continue to take that medication until she sees Dr. Ferrer in 3.5 weeks because the dr. said if she doesn't continue to take the medication, she could have a stroke. As for me, I am still sleeping all the time, but usually more during the day and not so much at night.  I have been a little fussy because I have been trying to figure out which formula I like.  I went to the Dr. on Friday and I weighed 8 pounds, but I shrank.  I was only 19 3/4.  At birth I was 20 inches, but my head was REALLY big.  The Dr. said all is well and I don't have to see him until I am 2 months old in which I have to get shots.  Mommy said grandma Mauer is taking me to the Dr. because she doesn't want to see me get shots and she will be back at work.  I am fianlly waking up for the day (1:05 p.m) so we have to go. &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/8165835143214339362-3008252701135036138?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3008252701135036138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=3008252701135036138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3008252701135036138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/3008252701135036138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/01/bath-time.html' title='Bath Time'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R4uw5Vr779I/AAAAAAAAABc/4TBXrxKvYy0/s72-c/DSC01240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7578396456040093052</id><published>2008-01-08T09:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:14:52.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R4Ou_1r778I/AAAAAAAAABU/RC_LvEcrySw/s1600-h/DSC01215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153154810408333250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R4Ou_1r778I/AAAAAAAAABU/RC_LvEcrySw/s320/DSC01215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The windows are in the house and the basement floor was FINALLY poured.  They will be pouring the concrete for the garage in the next couple of weeks (if we are lucky).  It has been extremely muddy so I have not been in the house since before Drew was born.  Andrew says that it looks great so I am taking his word for it.  Hopefully in the next couple of weeks I will be able to get into the house and actually take pictures of the inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7578396456040093052?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7578396456040093052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7578396456040093052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7578396456040093052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7578396456040093052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/01/house-progress.html' title='House Progress'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R4Ou_1r778I/AAAAAAAAABU/RC_LvEcrySw/s72-c/DSC01215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8685428452393206945</id><published>2008-01-07T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:10:29.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drew Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R4LALFr777I/AAAAAAAAABM/bweRh9hVVLc/s1600-h/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152892220402823090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R4LALFr777I/AAAAAAAAABM/bweRh9hVVLc/s320/DSC01211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew is now a little over a week old and doing great. This adorable outfit came from Grandma Meyers. It is so cute huh? My mommy loves to dress me in all of my new outfits, but I am still so small that I don't fit into very many of them. I am a pretty good sleeper once I get to sleep, but sometimes I make lots of noises why I sleep which keeps mommy and daddy up at night. I go to the Doctor this Friday for my 2 week check-up and I am pretty sure that I have gained lots of weight. I guess we will see on Friday. We have had lots of visitors in the past week and I love to have them hold me and squeeze me. I hope all is well with everyone and hope you come visit me soon.&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/8165835143214339362-8685428452393206945?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8685428452393206945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8685428452393206945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8685428452393206945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8685428452393206945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/01/drew-thomas.html' title='Drew Thomas'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R4LALFr777I/AAAAAAAAABM/bweRh9hVVLc/s72-c/DSC01211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-209562072985072929</id><published>2008-01-01T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T17:30:37.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peetee has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R3rpJ1r776I/AAAAAAAAABE/KDkCIcqmF0Y/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150685479091040162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R3rpJ1r776I/AAAAAAAAABE/KDkCIcqmF0Y/s320/DSC01200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Peetee has arrived and made it very difficult for us to adjust to his new name. Don't worry if you still call him Peetee, so do we. His official name is Drew Thomas Meyers. He was born Friday, December 28, 2007 at 6:10 via C-Section. His mommy worked very hard, but Drew decided he wanted to come sunny side up and put mommy in back labor. (Most horrific pain ever!) Since he was stuck they rushed us to the C-section and within a short amount of time he arrived. I know it seems really easy. It's not! The recovery sucks! We were in the hospital from Thursday-Monday and then I actually begged to come home. He is a little jaundice so we had to stay and wait to see if they would let him go home. Drew baked in the sun for 2.5 hours in the hospital window and he ended up being okay, but then mommy's blood pressure was really high. To make the story short, we were sent home and mommy is on 7 different kinds of medication, including one that makes her feel very drunk all the time due to her pregnancy induced hypertension. Trust me this drunk is not fun either. Basically someone has to be with me at all times because it is a potent drug and makes my heart slow down. Hopefully, when I see the doc next week all will be better and I can come off that drug. Andrew has been a wonderful husband and father. He even watched the C-section and didn't faint. Andrew goes back to work tomorrow (Wednesday) and I will be with Drew by myself. Thank God for grandmas, grandpas, and friends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-209562072985072929?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/209562072985072929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=209562072985072929' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/209562072985072929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/209562072985072929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2008/01/peetee-has-arrived.html' title='Peetee has arrived!'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R3rpJ1r776I/AAAAAAAAABE/KDkCIcqmF0Y/s72-c/DSC01200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7678661010531219453</id><published>2007-12-24T08:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T08:17:43.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2_bXlr775I/AAAAAAAAAA8/1bhj_7F5i3o/s1600-h/DSC01127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147574097407635346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2_bXlr775I/AAAAAAAAAA8/1bhj_7F5i3o/s200/DSC01127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here ist he latest picture of our house. They will be pouring the basement floor and putting in the windows next week. Yeah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7678661010531219453?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7678661010531219453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7678661010531219453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7678661010531219453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7678661010531219453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2007/12/house-update.html' title='House update'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2_bXlr775I/AAAAAAAAAA8/1bhj_7F5i3o/s72-c/DSC01127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-8456021118125962099</id><published>2007-12-24T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T08:10:58.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peetee Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2_Z21r774I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mr3hw1xGCGk/s1600-h/DSC01104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147572435255291778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="121" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2_Z21r774I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mr3hw1xGCGk/s200/DSC01104.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2_ZZVr773I/AAAAAAAAAAs/k8rW9IENecQ/s1600-h/DSC01103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147571928449150834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2_ZZVr773I/AAAAAAAAAAs/k8rW9IENecQ/s200/DSC01103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, really there is no update! He has just got a little fatter. He now weighs 7.6, but I guess his head is pretty small---thank God, so the weight might be a little more like 7 pounds. Nothing new going on with Peetee or me. However, Andy and I really thought that I would be checking into the hospital yesterday b/c I really did not feel well and I thought Peetee would come early, but I guess he is not ready. I am planning on checking into the hospital on Thursday night at 8 pm and probably will have Peetee on Friday sometime. I am sure that you will all know when it happens. Have a great Christmas and a Happy New Year. Hopefully by Friday, Peetee will have a new name also. We will keep you updated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-8456021118125962099?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8456021118125962099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=8456021118125962099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8456021118125962099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/8456021118125962099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2007/12/peetee-update.html' title='Peetee Update'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2_Z21r774I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mr3hw1xGCGk/s72-c/DSC01104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-5445209991386400249</id><published>2007-12-20T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T20:16:53.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House</title><content type='html'>You can see our windows now in the front of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2s9qlr772I/AAAAAAAAAAk/z2HwZZlqap0/s1600-h/DSC01101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146274801081118562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2s9qlr772I/AAAAAAAAAAk/z2HwZZlqap0/s320/DSC01101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-5445209991386400249?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5445209991386400249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=5445209991386400249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5445209991386400249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/5445209991386400249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2007/12/house.html' title='House'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R2s9qlr772I/AAAAAAAAAAk/z2HwZZlqap0/s72-c/DSC01101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-9054559657577789851</id><published>2007-12-10T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T18:17:05.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our house in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R13yo26tn5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/8bXdchkjD8k/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142533133277437842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R13yo26tn5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/8bXdchkjD8k/s320/DSC01089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the latest picture of our house.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-9054559657577789851?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/9054559657577789851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=9054559657577789851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/9054559657577789851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/9054559657577789851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-house-in-progress.html' title='Our house in progress'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R13yo26tn5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/8bXdchkjD8k/s72-c/DSC01089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-7181052292347871477</id><published>2007-12-10T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:58:10.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R13t9G6tn4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/t0C9N8iN3W8/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142527983611649922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R13t9G6tn4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/t0C9N8iN3W8/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy and I in Knoxville, TN this past summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-7181052292347871477?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7181052292347871477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=7181052292347871477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7181052292347871477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/7181052292347871477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-couple-who-would-like-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jU3yylW1uP0/R13t9G6tn4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/t0C9N8iN3W8/s72-c/DSC00493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165835143214339362.post-176677363032821232</id><published>2007-12-10T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:49:32.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>I have decided to start a blog since Peetee is almost here.  I figured this would be easy to download pictures and add information about how our family is doing.  I am sure I will not have time right away to work on this blog, but I really want to try to keep up with this blog.  Hope you enjoy the new blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165835143214339362-176677363032821232?l=nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/feeds/176677363032821232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8165835143214339362&amp;postID=176677363032821232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/176677363032821232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165835143214339362/posts/default/176677363032821232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiandandymeyers.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-post.html' title='New Post'/><author><name>Nikki Meyers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673895448891372791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
