<?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-2953202377435378914</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:46:51.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Many Blessings!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-7051630784354403989</id><published>2009-05-13T19:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:03:59.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of changes.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, Lets just face it  I dont blog well! But here I am once again trying to keep up. Lets see where to start...... David graduates this weekend, can I just say I am blessed and I am soo proud of him. Now, I know I do not have a degree right now but in time, God's time, I will. Right now I am just enjoying being a mom to noah and whatever kids we have in the future!!!! Also, we are  MOVING! and this will take place in t-minus 4 days. I am thrilled! We will be moving to houston. After saturday, the job search begins. Please pray we will find the church God wants us at and that Davids job search will go smoothly. Anyway, Noah is going on 14 months. oh my goodness!! The baby is not a baby anymore. He is such a little boy who loves to play trucks and make driving noises, and play with animals, and in the mud! So, I know this a pretty boring blog but i felt like updating everyone on what our family will be up to over the next few days!!!! I love my baby and husband! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-7051630784354403989?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7051630784354403989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=7051630784354403989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7051630784354403989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7051630784354403989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/05/lots-of-changes.html' title='Lots of changes.....'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-1356823676219032937</id><published>2009-04-09T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:56:20.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;DIAPER RASHES!!!!! NO, not me  my baby!!! sad sad day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-1356823676219032937?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1356823676219032937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=1356823676219032937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1356823676219032937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1356823676219032937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate.html' title='I HATE'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-4430619931411115479</id><published>2009-04-07T16:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:32:54.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a cute kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SdvGPArkPWI/AAAAAAAAADo/Ch5X2lcu3qw/s1600-h/035edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322065345851440482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SdvGPArkPWI/AAAAAAAAADo/Ch5X2lcu3qw/s200/035edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SdvFyoPtv1I/AAAAAAAAADg/W98vuh0MNkk/s1600-h/156edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322064858255834962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SdvFyoPtv1I/AAAAAAAAADg/W98vuh0MNkk/s200/156edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SdvFRi6VcgI/AAAAAAAAADY/VFQ1FFjhU5E/s1600-h/281crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322064289888301570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SdvFRi6VcgI/AAAAAAAAADY/VFQ1FFjhU5E/s200/281crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We went for noahs post op appointment for his ears today and praise God his ears are clear and everything looks great, but it doesnt explain why last night he was running a low grade fever. Why does he get sick so much lately? The minute I take him to the gym child care he gets some little virus. Again, I hate day care! But..... He sure is one cute kid! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2953202377435378914-4430619931411115479?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4430619931411115479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=4430619931411115479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4430619931411115479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4430619931411115479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-cute-kid.html' title='what a cute kid'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SdvGPArkPWI/AAAAAAAAADo/Ch5X2lcu3qw/s72-c/035edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-2956098185031510174</id><published>2009-04-05T20:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:18:37.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried coming up with something better than bullets....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I know  i know its been a really long time since i have posted but to be real honest..... nobody reads this but my mom lol. oh well.... so here we go with my bullets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;* Noah got turned one!!!! Oh my. where does time go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*Noah got tubes.... praise Jesus it went well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;* I am trying real hard to live in the present even though I want so much to be in the future... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;* we have some really exciting stuff happening soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;* david graduates i may !!! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;* we got to isreal in may!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;* We are moving to another city....!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;* We are trying a new church next week... we have been going to one, but got invited by some old friends back theirs. we figure we would give it a whirl since we really are pretty comfortable with them and feel pretty welcomed, hmm so we will see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;* and........ I have started selling baby wipe cases. they are pretty popular, and Im really enjoying having a little extra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;* I think this is enough bullets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im thinking i may cancel this thing, I havent decided yet, im not very good at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-2956098185031510174?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2956098185031510174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=2956098185031510174' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2956098185031510174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2956098185031510174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-tried-coming-up-with-something-better.html' title='I tried coming up with something better than bullets....'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-8061810645059963462</id><published>2009-03-05T13:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:47:12.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy wth crazy unexpected stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SbAsFfRsF9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DlUDZavzNvo/s1600-h/IMG_1809_0003_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309792433476474834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SbAsFfRsF9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DlUDZavzNvo/s200/IMG_1809_0003_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ok, so there has been alot that has happend since i got back from houston. I had a wonderful visit in houston, it was great seeing those great folks i call family and it was just refreshing, but i loved coming home to my husband who of course was still working and going to school like a crazy person. He was feeling much much better wheni returned which was really great, but the from the time i landed till now and into this summer it is going to be crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. Noah is turning onen on the 22nd. ahhhh cant believe it. i will be mailing out invites this week but the funny thing is that the invitations are completely wrong on the time and place lol. They are too cute not to send out and they cost money but i will be contacting you with a different park and time if you recieved an invite. My bad, I have never planned a birthday before so i was unaware of the concept of reserving a space. We have family starting to come in on thursday the 19th so im super siked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. My poor noah is getting tubes. yes he is having surgery and i hate it. I know its not a huge thing but still my baby is going under and going to be putting his little life in the hands of someone other than me and my husband. He will be getting them on the 30th. please pray it goes well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. We are about to start looking for jobs for david. He is getting close and its time. We have decided that we are going to look into buying a house. im super excited becasue thats like dream of mine to have my own house to do whatever with and decorate how i see fit and not worry if my landlord will keep money for it. BUt yeah so we are looking for houses and will be moving to the houston area around summer time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. My husband and I are going isreal may 30- june 15th i think are the dates. although i am excited it kind of freaks me out being in another country number one away from my baby. He will be staying with my mom being spoiled for two whole weeks. I need to get on memorizing the "sermon on the mount". I am horrible at memorizing but im trying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. we are going to midland this weekend and the weekend after noahs party for davids dad becoming an elder so that should be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;so these arent order or occurrence but it gives you an idea of how kind of crazy things are here. pray for my baby and for our transition to being grown ups :)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-8061810645059963462?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8061810645059963462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=8061810645059963462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8061810645059963462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8061810645059963462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-busy-busy-wth-crazy-unexpected.html' title='Busy busy busy wth crazy unexpected stuff'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SbAsFfRsF9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DlUDZavzNvo/s72-c/IMG_1809_0003_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-2263215507609987921</id><published>2009-02-21T20:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:54:44.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>houston bound....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The past two days I have had a very sick feverish husband. I have been trying to nurse him back to health but lately i cant do anything he just wants to sleep. I feel sooooo bad for him. I wish i could be sick for him. On another note, noah and i have been really bored. I have all the dishes done, all the laundry done, the house is clean, and so we have just been hanging out. well we went on two walks today, we ate at subway, we played outside, read every book, watche dbaby einstein like 12 times, and then ate yogurt like it was water. so needless to say we are BORED! so my loving husband said to go to houston. He was like you will have fun there for a week. He has too work and school so much right now that it wont be much of a change. So anyway we are leaving for houston tomorrow on a plane. i kind of feel bad for leaving as a wife but he encouraged it and so i fugre it will be ok. i will miss him like crazy. i hope you get better fast babe!!!!!! houston bound....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-2263215507609987921?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2263215507609987921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=2263215507609987921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2263215507609987921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2263215507609987921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/02/houston-bound.html' title='houston bound....'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-5912506129294074963</id><published>2009-02-18T14:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:21:26.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>whats going on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well, I dont know of very many who read this but i know i have not written in awhile. So i wanted to do a little update of everything.&lt;br /&gt;* Noah is turning one next month. ill try and hold back the tears! He is so big and happy and loves to play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;*On another note he has been sick going on hmmmm 3 months. He has ear infections and colds and just the works. soooo we go and see an ear specialist on march 3rd with the possibility of getting tubes. Now I really dont like the idea of this but if it puts my poor baby out of his mirsery I can suck it up. So more to come on that later....Pray that God does a miracle and heals his ears for good and the tubes are done away with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;* David is still working from 7-4 student teaching and workin 7 pm- 1 am at hastings. its a crazy life for us right now not being able to see him, but its gonna be worth it i hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;* I am doing good, just keeping up with a baby. I actually got a mani/ pedi for valentines day from my husband and that was really great for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So thats it, not alot happens around here but I wanted to update everyone. hope everyone is having a wonderful february, its almost over can you believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-5912506129294074963?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/5912506129294074963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=5912506129294074963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/5912506129294074963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/5912506129294074963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-going-on.html' title='whats going on'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-7068375080401829915</id><published>2009-02-09T12:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:54:54.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>his smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Noah's smile! There is just nothing like it. I was washing dishes today in the kitched and noah was in the living room just playing and watching his movie. I turned around and he was just watching me from the other room and he gave me just a priceless smile. One that you could just swear if they could talk they would say, "I love you and I am glad your my mom." It was just such a great feeling seeing that today. It was something that he knew i needed and it made my day so much brighter and blessed. I love my little guy, ya know. now that he is older I sometimes get into such a routine that i forget to just sit and marvel at his beautiful smile!!!!!! Mommy loves you baby boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-7068375080401829915?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7068375080401829915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=7068375080401829915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7068375080401829915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7068375080401829915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/02/his-smile.html' title='his smile'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-7859345656782580842</id><published>2009-02-06T11:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:53:49.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>much better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am much better today, I do apologize for my complaining. God seems to hit me upside the head when I do stuff like that, so I'm working for very hard towards being content. Anyway, today is good day. My husband has off from his second job. So when he gets home from student teaching, I will have someone to hang with tonight and it will be absolutely wonderful. I have some errands to run and then I have got to get my house under control. It is just messy and disugsting, along with probably like five loads of laundry.  So, I better go but I did want to post something quick! Ill put up pictures soon, We got a new computer and I dont have any on here!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-7859345656782580842?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7859345656782580842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=7859345656782580842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7859345656782580842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7859345656782580842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/02/much-better.html' title='much better'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-880165434449669826</id><published>2009-02-05T16:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:41:21.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I just complain alittle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you ever have those days where you feel you might just have hit your absolute limit? well ok so this really will just be me complaining but i really just have to let it all out. so feel completely free to stop reading NOW... :) well, my noah is sick again mind you he just got done being sick like a week ago from being sick for three weeks and now we are back on meds with two ear infections. Thats complaint number one. Number two: im so tirfed of having no friends here in san angelo, plain and simple I have tried but I just am not sure where God would have me "fit in" if you will. So today i was tired of being home and alone so i packed noah up and we went out for a picnic at the park and it was nice, I was still by myself but something was nice about just getting out. # 3: I miss my husband terribly. He student teaches from like 7 am- 4 pmm and then works 7 pm till 12 am. I am so proud of him and i know he is making things in the long run or short run actually, come may, alot easier on all of us, its still just hard. So those are my complaints. sorry bout all this but ya know i already feel better and i think im ok! :) please excuse my bad attitude, things will get better sooner or later i know it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-880165434449669826?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/880165434449669826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=880165434449669826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/880165434449669826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/880165434449669826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-i-just-complain-alittle.html' title='Can I just complain alittle?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-1340924187231566536</id><published>2009-01-31T13:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:16:49.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's 1st haircut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SYSxEeDfEYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tfFS67hPGbA/s1600-h/noah+is+8-10+months+and+first+haircut+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297553752039821698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SYSxEeDfEYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tfFS67hPGbA/s200/noah+is+8-10+months+and+first+haircut+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SYSwdF1TayI/AAAAAAAAACo/w3M4vqOeyeM/s1600-h/noah+is+8-10+months+and+first+haircut+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297553075522988834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SYSwdF1TayI/AAAAAAAAACo/w3M4vqOeyeM/s200/noah+is+8-10+months+and+first+haircut+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SYSwduSCIyI/AAAAAAAAACw/NPALZMzS_SI/s1600-h/noah+is+8-10+months+and+first+haircut+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297553086380909346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SYSwduSCIyI/AAAAAAAAACw/NPALZMzS_SI/s200/noah+is+8-10+months+and+first+haircut+081.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;                                  &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BEFORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;                                     &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today was a very big day. Noah went and got his crazy hair cut. It was bittersweet for me. I know he needed it oh so badly, but I was sad to see his little baby hair cut off. He did sooo good. He just sat there and watched her do it in the mirror and was loving his new hair cut. They gave us a super cute certificate and a bag for his little hair and then we got a really cute picture of him and his hairdresser. He is still my baby boy but he looks just so much like a big boy now! Here are some before and after pictures of Noah. I only have a couple of pictures of the after, but i will continue taking. I have probably a hundred of him actually getting his haircut. His daddy could not put the camera down. &lt;/span&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/2953202377435378914-1340924187231566536?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1340924187231566536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=1340924187231566536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1340924187231566536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1340924187231566536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/01/noahs-1st-haircut.html' title='Noah&apos;s 1st haircut!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SYSxEeDfEYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tfFS67hPGbA/s72-c/noah+is+8-10+months+and+first+haircut+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-4951034832132105922</id><published>2009-01-28T13:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:39:14.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>update all sorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's been almost a week and I thought it might be time to just update everyone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My brother..... He is doing better i think. He has gone back to school but has no car and is waiting to retrieve the things from his truck once the investigation is over. should be next week sometime. We found out through a friend who played at the man's funeral who died that the funeral was so touching. She told us that the wife called the pastor that morning and told him that her and her family were going to be ok but she was really worried about a 19 year old boy having to deal with this. She went on to have a moment of silence and prayer on my brother's behalf. Man, makes me cry because they do not know my brother but they have so much compassion for someone they never have even met in the midst of all this. I believe this gave kyl some comfort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Noah.... is finally better! Oh thank you. he is just a little conjested but things have healed up and we are good. HE is ten months now. oh man. He now says hello, mama, dada, uh oh, and waves byebye. he nods no! he wont nod yes!he is standing so well and we have had many steps taken we are just working on the confidence. he dances and sings so well :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;David... started student teaching and works a job so he is gone pretty much everyday form7 to 4 and then leaves at 7 for work until 1 am. we hardly get to see eachother and it gets pretty lonely cause he is pretty much the only person keeping me company so its been hard on me and noah without him, but man in may he is done and that is soo worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Me..... im doing good. in the midst of just chaos these past few weeks, i have learned to be content. God is teaching me a whole lot of things right now because I have made more time for him. just me and him and i feel satisfied.  life is good though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well, i have a baby at my feet ready for a nap so i will go but for anyone who reads this there is a short update on our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-4951034832132105922?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4951034832132105922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=4951034832132105922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4951034832132105922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4951034832132105922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-all-sorts.html' title='update all sorts'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-3905934941607303138</id><published>2009-01-22T15:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:51:10.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a cry for prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Monday was a day family will never forget. We recieved a phone call letting us know that my little brother had been in a car accident involving another car and an 18 wheeler on his way back to college station.  At this moment, emotions of every kind rushed through us. I, personally, wanted to leave and go to my brother's side. No one on the scene was supposed to survive. I got a phone call from my mom letting me know the hospital kyl was at and that she was on her way to his side. I was on the phone with her as she passed the scene, only to witness my brothers truck smashed under an 18 wheeler. Sobbing is all I could hear.The prayers were lifted form all over texas from relatives and family member, church members, and old friends. Mom walked in to see my brother as a living miracle. He lived and not only did he live but he walked out with an hand injury, tendon damage, stitches and cuts on the other arm. The next day, we found out the man in the other car did not survive. Yesterday, we found out his name and read his obituary. All I could think about was, "Please God let him be a believer." Through reading he was a man of gentleness and kindness and loved the Lord with eveyrthing he had. He was loved by so many people and so many comments were made to him about how patient and wonderufl he was. They talked about how much he valued salvation and his family. He was especially close with his only daughter who is in highschool. This pains my heart, and my brother is in a state of grief and guilt and a heavy heart right now. Please pray for him as he deals with this. The enemy has no place near him. God spared his life , so that he could have a second chance. He has already decided that he lived for a reason and he will not let this second chance be wasted. I love my brother , and i cannot imagine my life without him, but for a split second I had too. Thank you Lord for sparing my baby brother's life. Please keep him in yours prayers for emotional, physical and spiritual healing, and the family who lost a dad, husband, son, and friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-3905934941607303138?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3905934941607303138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=3905934941607303138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3905934941607303138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3905934941607303138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/01/cry-for-prayer.html' title='a cry for prayer'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-2249210236249889702</id><published>2009-01-16T03:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T03:53:22.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It is 3:50am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am sitting here with my son and husband and we are all staring at eachother. yeah thats right..... this was what happend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10:00 p.m layed noah down to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11:00 p.m. noah wakes up crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;every five minutes crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12:00 am david gets home from work, noah is wide awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1:00 a.m. screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2:00 a.m. screaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3:00 a.m. up to play and this is where we all are right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont even know what to do or how to go about this. I thought maybe he was sick but he is in the best mood of his life. oh man we are tired. i cant see straight. I have a headache. I really wish I could snuggle up in my bed, but no my baby reminds me that is not going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-2249210236249889702?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2249210236249889702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=2249210236249889702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2249210236249889702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2249210236249889702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-is-350am.html' title='It is 3:50am'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-1105245842896765437</id><published>2009-01-15T19:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:59:20.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding me!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you kidding me? my son has been sick for two weeks (look below at the last post). So i think were almost done with everything. Thrush i think is getting better, antibiotics for ear aches getting better, and tonight he starts running a fever and gets the viral rash like he had the last time he ran a fever at 7 months. Oh my goodness. did i take him out too soon while his immune system was down or what??? So, back to the doctor we go tommorow. Please pray for this baby, he just cant seem  to catch a break. For a baby who has only been sick once this second time will not leave us alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-1105245842896765437?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1105245842896765437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=1105245842896765437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1105245842896765437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1105245842896765437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me!?!?!?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-5038855230566237393</id><published>2009-01-11T11:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T11:06:30.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging had taken a back seat to a sick family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, it has been crazy!!! here is a little update of the last three weeks! We spent christmas in houston which was amazing and wonderful as it always is, but christmas eve I pretty much spent it over a toilet throwing up!!!  Then that whole bug traveled throughout the entire family, mind you I have five siblings! Then I get this horrible cold, and that begins to travel. At the end of our stay David gets what I think was a minor case of the flu so we decided not to ride  home with him, but he had to be home for work. So me and noah were in houston till who knew when. I finally booked a flight home last monday because I was ready to be home. Not to mention I had a sick baby because noah then caught the horrible congestion and cold. We finally get home and I take noah to the doctor and he has two bad ear infections. Four days later, he has developed thrush due to the antibiotics. Oh my goodness!!!! So thats it right there in a nut shell. That was our christmas, and now we are still recovering two weeks later! so I think we may have it under control because we are down to just noah have minro ear infections almost gone and some thrush that is already going away. Now sickness please stay away! So this is why I have not blogged! BUt pictures of christmas and all that goodness will come soon, but for now we are just gearing up for another semester then graduation for my hunny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-5038855230566237393?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/5038855230566237393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=5038855230566237393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/5038855230566237393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/5038855230566237393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging-had-taken-back-seat-to-sick.html' title='blogging had taken a back seat to a sick family!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-1585619236343039506</id><published>2008-12-21T21:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T21:15:29.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>second stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We just got back in town tonight and will leave early in the morning for our second stop..... houston! Please pray noah will survive a six hour drive and that we will get there safely. Merry Christmas everyone. We will be back before the new year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-1585619236343039506?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1585619236343039506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=1585619236343039506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1585619236343039506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1585619236343039506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/12/second-stop.html' title='second stop'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-8410269533861449765</id><published>2008-12-20T11:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:59:17.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>spaghetti madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last night we went to some friend's house and they had made spaghetti. Noah for the first time had the taste of goodness. He ate more spaghetti than I did. So all that to say Noah has a new favorite food!!!! Let's just say the diaper the next day was not a pretty one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-8410269533861449765?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8410269533861449765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=8410269533861449765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8410269533861449765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8410269533861449765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/12/spaghetti-madness.html' title='spaghetti madness'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-9010162703314141516</id><published>2008-12-18T10:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:52:28.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, Noah is much better! He looks really pitiful. the blisters on his hand have busted which make it look really bad and we have to keep it covered during the day because wit his crawling it gets very dirty and we dont want it to b e infected. so his whole hand is wrapped in gauze, ace bandage and on top of all that a sock. it looks so so sad. but we are on the road to recovery and it does not act like it bothers him which makes things a whole lot better. Anyway, we are in midland now with davids' family until sunday. We had a really great christmas with them last night. the babies got alot of really neat stuff. well just wanted to update on the burn situation. Still trying to not feel just horrible, but its hard not to when your baby has a tube sock on his hand!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-9010162703314141516?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/9010162703314141516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=9010162703314141516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/9010162703314141516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/9010162703314141516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='update!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-7911332684444457472</id><published>2008-12-15T14:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:25:24.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>World's worst mother award..... and a sad baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ok.... so this morning I turned my back for literally 15 sec max and noah had pulled up on our heater which mind you is a heater that is open and has a metal grid covering it which gets scorching hot! Well, I had not put a cover up on it and so my baby grabbed it and burned his little hand. He screamed and has been screaming all morning until he finally went down for a nap!!! I cannot explain to you how bad I feel. I cannot believe I let that happend. I am playing the 20 questions game. ya know, like why was i not watching him and so forth! ugh!!!!! so the doctor is wanting to prescribe him some stuff and im just bummed. I think I can now be officially given the World's worst mommy award!!!!!!!!  So, now I am treating a very sad baby and a swollen and burned hand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-7911332684444457472?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7911332684444457472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=7911332684444457472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7911332684444457472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7911332684444457472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/12/worlds-worst-mother-award-and-sad-baby.html' title='World&apos;s worst mother award..... and a sad baby!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-7401501273592887229</id><published>2008-12-12T22:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:39:18.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday craziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SUM8aV3ELoI/AAAAAAAAACI/p8n5s4qPCV0/s1600-h/noah+on+mimi%27s+camera+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279129611450723970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SUM8aV3ELoI/AAAAAAAAACI/p8n5s4qPCV0/s200/noah+on+mimi%27s+camera+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As of this moment, it is 10:30 pm and my son is still up talking at the top of his lungs, david is working and i am blogging. As you can tell we are not on any agenda this evening. I have realized that I am pretty much terrible at keeping up with my blog, but ya know I will try hard to make it under a month before I post again, but seeing as the title of the blog is not very promising. we leave in a week to make a mad dash to see family all over the place. We start off in midland, then down to houston, then I am leaving my baby for the very first time with my mom over night and me and david are goign with my grandparents on a little mini over night vacation, then we are headed to san antonio to see daivds grandparents and then back home by the 1st for david to go back to work. Craziness i tell you!! So, thats it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A few updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;* David is now a manager at hastings which is awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;* my not so little baby will be 9 months old next week!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;* David took his last final on thursday and is scheduled to take his teaching test in January!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*and honestly I have no news for myself!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, I think noah may just want to go to bed!!! tty soon I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-7401501273592887229?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7401501273592887229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=7401501273592887229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7401501273592887229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7401501273592887229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-craziness.html' title='Holiday craziness'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SUM8aV3ELoI/AAAAAAAAACI/p8n5s4qPCV0/s72-c/noah+on+mimi%27s+camera+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-1685837487794718547</id><published>2008-11-21T22:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:09:12.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today was just one of those days when I was frustrated. I really had to ask God to give me patience today. The sad part is there is really no reason to be frustrated. so.... as sad as it is thats all there is to this blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-1685837487794718547?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1685837487794718547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=1685837487794718547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1685837487794718547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1685837487794718547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/frustrated.html' title='frustrated'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-7586237060297757139</id><published>2008-11-18T10:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:34:58.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>shiny new tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SSLueq5nEKI/AAAAAAAAACA/u6SePyVXros/s1600-h/noah+6+and+7+months+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270036724656312482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SSLueq5nEKI/AAAAAAAAACA/u6SePyVXros/s200/noah+6+and+7+months+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sooo... finally my eight month old baby has a tooth! I can feel it, and this makes for much relief. Let me just tell you why! NOah's nights have been nothing short of horrible! I was like well maybe a tooth, but I had given up on that explanationfor awhile back, and well this morning after not checking for a long time, I told my mom, "Let me just check his mouth, probably nothing but lets see." Well there it was a little bitty baby tooth making its appearance. So, my son knows how to grow teeth afterall. Teething by far, the worst part of babyhood. They do not like it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-7586237060297757139?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7586237060297757139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=7586237060297757139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7586237060297757139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/7586237060297757139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/shiny-new-tooth.html' title='shiny new tooth'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SSLueq5nEKI/AAAAAAAAACA/u6SePyVXros/s72-c/noah+6+and+7+months+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-4036866548737665315</id><published>2008-11-14T09:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:30:35.547-06:00</updated><title type='text'>on the move!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will post a really cute video soon, but Noah is officially on the move. He still gets frustrated, but when he wants something he gets it. so, my almost 8 month baby finally learned how to crawl!! It is pretty cute but i am totally ok if he crawls forever. I just dont wanna see my little baby walk any time soon. He is growing up way to fast. lets just slow it down a bit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-4036866548737665315?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4036866548737665315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=4036866548737665315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4036866548737665315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4036866548737665315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-move.html' title='on the move!!!!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-1580286451532035252</id><published>2008-11-14T09:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:28:36.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>today is the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today is the day my mom comes to see me and for one week, I will have someone to hang out with while my hubby goes to school and work all week. I am really excited! She gets to see noaha nd that is just great!!!! she will be here around 4 p.m. and i think we are just gonna hang out tongiht because david works until midnight. yuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-1580286451532035252?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1580286451532035252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=1580286451532035252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1580286451532035252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1580286451532035252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-is-day.html' title='today is the day'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-4535271172963643186</id><published>2008-11-12T23:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:29:50.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>absolute awestruck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So, I know I serve  big God. Let me change that HUGE God, but I love the moments in our walk when you feel like there may be no road out  and you are able to completely surrender that area over to Him. Money is an area that I have such a hard time giving over to God. I feel like I have to have control over it because it's so important in these days of living. Well, I WAS WRONG.  yeah i was wrong big time. I learned very quickly that with my strength alone I could not over come the worries of finances. I would not be able to pay bills no matter how hard I or David worked. I knew things were not looking very good, but I didnt panic. I actually did not panic. I went to the father and I decided along with david, that we would completely surrender everything. We didnt know what the future held with money, we just knew we had done everything we could have and we were working towards a goal of serving God and letting everything else come accordingly. Well, let's just say God blessed our socks off. What an amazing day it was today when a dear friend that hasn't even known us for very long at all decided that he would listen to voice of the Lord and follow it and obey it. In turn, that completely knocked us off our feet. God is so faithful to us. I just cannot believe how much He loves us and loves taking care of us. I just can imagine his face when we realized that we served such a big God who loves us so much and will always provide for us if only we would stop for just a second and ask him to be our everything. I am just completely in awe, and I know I have learned that I dont need someone to bless us for me to realize how good God is. Because He just is. Even when things dont look up He is good. He is good all the time! Thank you God for loving me and taking care of me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-4535271172963643186?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4535271172963643186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=4535271172963643186' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4535271172963643186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4535271172963643186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/absolute-awestruck.html' title='absolute awestruck!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-3976523256541529508</id><published>2008-11-10T10:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:40:25.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SRhj7T4sTnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8yn1MTayldI/s1600-h/noah+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267069634811285106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SRhj7T4sTnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8yn1MTayldI/s200/noah+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I know this is an old picture, kyl but it is all i have we need new ones, again Happy birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-3976523256541529508?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3976523256541529508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=3976523256541529508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3976523256541529508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3976523256541529508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-this-is-old-picture-kyl-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SRhj7T4sTnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8yn1MTayldI/s72-c/noah+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-8342932774099027556</id><published>2008-11-10T10:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:36:42.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday little brother!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, everything is going pretty well. I am soo excited my mom is coming friday. It s kind of exciting to have someone to hang with for a few days. I think it will be alot of fun. Until then, we just have some cleaning and catching up to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today is a very special day. It is my baby brothers bday. He is 19. Like that sounds really old to me. Not that it is, but for my little brother to be 19 thats crazy. I keep forgetting though that im getting older to so, I guess he has to also. anyway, Kyl, I love you. I hope you have an amazing day today. I miss you all the time and wish i could see you more often, but try your hardest to enjoy this day without me.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 19th birthday!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-8342932774099027556?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8342932774099027556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=8342932774099027556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8342932774099027556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8342932774099027556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-little-brother.html' title='Happy birthday little brother!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-4193007513737499474</id><published>2008-11-05T18:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:43:22.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>baby update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Noah is doing so much better. His fever is gone, but he has a really bad rash on his body due to the virus. I guess it is just his body's way of getting rid of it. So, that is good, but the nights are kind of ridiculous at this point. FOr three days we did nothing but hold him and sleep with him and so on, so now he thinks that is how it always is. So, anyway the important thing is we are better and getting back into the swing of things. Today was productive for me.I did the mountain of laundryI have been putting off for like 3 weeks seriously. I cleaned the whole house. I did the heaping pile of dishes which I hate with a passion. So there ya go, my productive day!!! Tommorrow is pretty uneventful, but david does have to work form like 8- 1:30 ish and that does not sound fun to me. I really like him here at night, but it looks like Ill be riding the night alone. So if ya think of me, call me or soemthing to keep me awake while I am waiting for him to get home!until next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-4193007513737499474?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4193007513737499474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=4193007513737499474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4193007513737499474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4193007513737499474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-update.html' title='baby update'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-1791714701440135821</id><published>2008-11-04T10:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:54:58.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my soo soo sick baby boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, saturday my sweet baby woke up burning up and sure enough the next day he was running 102 fever. Man let me telll you, there were many tears shed these past few days. It is absolutely horrible seeing your precious baby totally not himself, lethargic and just wanting to lay on your chest and sleep. We took him to the doctor and he has a virus. Yuck! That bad part is there is nothing they can do. Viral things have to just run their course could take 24 hours- 7 days. Well today he woke up a little happier but almost threw up at the thought of eating his cereal. SO, I think he is still alittle weak, but he has had motrin in hius system which is good and that has kept the fever down. Today I am going to see how long he can go withouth spiking a fever again before I give him medicine. TO anyone who knows noah and the immense amount of personality he has, I think you would feel sorry for him. I think for a first time mom it is that much scarrier and sad because he has never been sick not once till now. I guess this is all just part of being a mommy. I will keep you updated. I will not let this stop me from voting I tell you. Noah and I are meeting david at 1:45 p.m. to vote!! Hooray. Well until next time..... pray for my baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-1791714701440135821?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1791714701440135821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=1791714701440135821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1791714701440135821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1791714701440135821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-soo-soo-sick-baby-boy.html' title='my soo soo sick baby boy!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-4282528909973085285</id><published>2008-11-01T20:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:40:39.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible at blogging.... moved..... halloween.... mom coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SQ0EygAEBEI/AAAAAAAAABw/1PiNsTDh36o/s1600-h/noah+6+and+7+months+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263868805096145986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SQ0EygAEBEI/AAAAAAAAABw/1PiNsTDh36o/s200/noah+6+and+7+months+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SQ0EaZuNCkI/AAAAAAAAABo/Y1uSU0cfY3w/s1600-h/noah+6+and+7+months+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263868391093766722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SQ0EaZuNCkI/AAAAAAAAABo/Y1uSU0cfY3w/s200/noah+6+and+7+months+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SQ0D6bcciJI/AAAAAAAAABg/nZHKnOTFWkM/s1600-h/noah+6+and+7+months+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263867841800341650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SQ0D6bcciJI/AAAAAAAAABg/nZHKnOTFWkM/s200/noah+6+and+7+months+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, the title about sums it up, but I guess I can go into detail. Well, it has been over a month since I last posted. yeah that's horrible, but I do have good excuses for at least the last week. I am going to try my very best to work on posting a blog once at least every 2 days or so. That will be leaps and bounds better than what I have been doing. Ok, so an update:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. We moved. I did blog about this last, and we did it. We moved into our super old way cheaper home. Thats ok though when we got all of our stuff in here, it wasnt so bad and we are beginning to settle down. I gave myself a week to unload boxes and hang decor, and I have to say I almost made that deadline.So thats that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Noah!! SOooooo big! MY little guy is just amazing me. He turned 7 months on October 22nd. He sits up and is so close to crawling its not even funny. HE can self feed himself the little gerber puffs. He has a ton of personality. His favorite word is mama. He is so sweet and loves to cuddle. It has taken him awhile and he is still adjusting to his new room so nights have not been the best but we are getting better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. Halloween was pretty nice. Not cool cause david had his first night of work so, I was pretty lonely but noah had lots of fun as a teddy bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. God answered our prayers and my husband now has a job!!!! yay Praise God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. My mom is coming in two weeks, and I am super excited. I really think it will be fun to spend some time with her. She is coming by herself. No babies, no little people, just her. Thats awesome! I am glad her and noah will get such good time together and I am just glad I will have her to keep me company that week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. David is getting a root canal in two weeks, along with lots lots lots of other work done after that. so that is no fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. I am praying fervently that God would bring some really godly couples that we can hang out with and fellowship with. David has got a group full of guys that are just awesome in his small groups and there are some girls that I am friends with, but there really arent very many couples we hang out with very much, so that is a prayer of mine also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, I am putting pictures of noah on halloween so you see how cute he was!!!... BUt there is your update!! I will blog again sooner than last time I promise!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2953202377435378914-4282528909973085285?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4282528909973085285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=4282528909973085285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4282528909973085285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4282528909973085285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/11/horrible-at-blogging-moved-halloween.html' title='Horrible at blogging.... moved..... halloween.... mom coming!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SQ0EygAEBEI/AAAAAAAAABw/1PiNsTDh36o/s72-c/noah+6+and+7+months+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-6918805852674517539</id><published>2008-09-30T22:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:45:32.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The wonderful adventures in...... moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yeah, you heard it right we are moving.Well, for many reasons actually. The house we are in now is cute and we are settled yes but, it is a horribly insulated home and we have burned up and been frozen out this past year and we cant stand it any longer. On top of that we have a 6 1/2 month old baby to be thinking about. Reason # 2 for moving is simply we need something cheaper because david is student teaching in a couple of months and we will have basically no income. So that was a huge reason. With this new place we will end up saving close to $200 a month! Thats huge for us! So anyway, we weighed the pros and cons and the only con i came up with was the actual pain in the butt of moving and not only moving but moving with a very very active little boy! But, I think in the long run this will help us alot and we are only doing this for like 7 or 8 months and then we will be making salary because my husband will be a working man!!! :) So there it is, we are moving. If anyone feels the urge to want to help someone move please let me offer my boxes to you or better yet let me offer you my very handsome son to play with while I unpack! We go tommorow to set a date for the big move, but please pray for us as we learn to down grade just little to make things work in these last few months of being "dirt" poor. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-6918805852674517539?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6918805852674517539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=6918805852674517539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/6918805852674517539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/6918805852674517539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonderful-adventures-in-moving.html' title='The wonderful adventures in...... moving'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-8043753173465789209</id><published>2008-09-27T15:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:36:08.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>anticipation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I think in the last week I have been feeling just isolated and to be honest lonely. I absolutely feel that God has blessed me with one of the best husbands in the world and my son has got to be the biggest blessings I have ever been given. With all this said, I have been feeling like out of the loop. David graduates in may and I know at that point God has many roads, oppurtunity, and relationships ahead of us, I guess i just am learning patience and contempment (spelling?) lately. I miss having talks with girl friends. Ya know, a tight knit group of people who I know pray for me daily and who I can lift up. I have been praying and trying to involve myself in things to where God can make this prayer readily available, but I have learned that I need to be content first. I love my life, and everything that I have been given. I know this blog does not make any sense probably, but all this to say I wait in anticipation for next week because next saturday I leave. As much as it pains me to leave my husband behind and I so so wish he was going with me, I am so excited for something different. I am glad my mom and dad and siblings get to spend a week with noah. Anyway, I know afetr a week I will be ready to come see my hubby and I know noah will be ready to see his daddy who stayed home to work and go to school for us!!! Man, I love my hubby!!!! What a scramble of thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-8043753173465789209?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8043753173465789209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=8043753173465789209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8043753173465789209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8043753173465789209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/09/anticipation.html' title='anticipation'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-8401955286529402633</id><published>2008-09-23T22:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:37:13.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month shots!! blah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OK, so I know I need to get over it. I mean I have done this like like twice now. I hate seeing my baby get shots. It just breaks my heart completely! Noah has his big appointment tommorow! We are actually trying a new pediatrician. I am hoping I will like her. I just really am dreading the day. Noah is always terribly fussy with shots, and again I just hate seeing his little face get so upset. On the brighter note, HE IS 6 MONTHS OLD! what happend? where did time go? I just love him so much , and I really try to treasure every moment with him, and now I look and were half way to a year. It is just crazy! Let's see, he now says mama over and over and over. Now whether it is on purpose I dont care he says it! He is sitting up all by himself like such a big boy now! He is really working on the crawling thing! HE is really trying to figure it out. SO, anyway thats the information right now on how he is doing. I am getting excited. I leave in a little under two weeks to go see my family for a week. I think it will really be good for them and me. I will say I am sad about leaving my husband! I really am gonna miss him. This will be our longest time apart since we met! I know kinda sad! but it is.... well, I should be sleeping since the baby is, but I know I am so bad about this blogging thing, but I really try to update you guys as much as possible.  I will post some new pictures of him as soon as I get them on the computer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-8401955286529402633?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8401955286529402633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=8401955286529402633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8401955286529402633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8401955286529402633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/09/6-month-shots-blah.html' title='6 month shots!! blah!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-438873939442671236</id><published>2008-09-10T09:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:04:11.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im ready!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;Well, lately I have just really been kinda bored going through the same motions everyday. I basically just clean and do laundry and cook and ya know the things a house wife does. I really love being blessed enough to stay home with my sweet baby and do the things I get to do. I guess I think I just miss my family. It gets kind of lonely and quiet around here, and I really have not seen them in awhile. For Noah's sake, I am just so glad that next weekend we will be able to see them. My dad has not been able to see Noah since he was like 2 months old, and now he is almost 6! So, I am really ready to see my family and get to spend time with them. anyway, today's weather has got to be the best. It's rainy and cloudy and in the 70's. love it!! I actually caught myself watching The Santa Clause today which means that at the slightest decrease in temperature I feel the need to get all Chistamasy ( i know its not a word), but I love Christmas and especially now with a baby to share it with. What a great time of year! well, I should be ya know doing laundry and getting things done while noah is taking his morning nap. So, im off to get done what needs to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-438873939442671236?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/438873939442671236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=438873939442671236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/438873939442671236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/438873939442671236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-ready.html' title='Im ready!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-3501889116930955177</id><published>2008-09-04T23:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:11:30.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty stinkin awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So.......... today was my birthday! I turned 22 and I wasnt like totally over the top excited but ya know come on its your birthday, you gotta be excited to celebrate it. Well, it turned out to be a great day. I decided along with the rest of my family to invest in a nike plus deal and a new pair of running shoes and my goal is to run the 10 K in austin this coming March. Yeah ok, so may seem like way out of reach but im telling you I will do it. I am really determined. So, that was part of my gift from david. Then, my mom sent me a box full of goodies that I was just so excited to get. I lvoed everything in there. Plus, she had to throw a few new toys in there for noah. But anyway I got a watch, new perfume, a notebook, a book, a phone charger (which trust me is a big deal to me) , and bunch of other stuff. Then, get ready for this.......... Everyone in my family went in together and got me day at the spa. 3 hours of just pure relaxation and alone time. well, kinda I actually get to spend it with mari. I am way excited about this because we have both been dreaming aobut this day oh since we were like 9 months pregnant and miserable. Well, now we both have an excuse because we have birthdays this month. so, on Sept, 27 dont bother calling because we will be getting a massage, facial, pedicure, and cheesecake!!!! SO I will stop braggin about how wonderful my birthday was. But, i do wanna thank my amazing family!! I love you guys so much and you made this day one to be excited about!!! It was pretty stinkin awesome. Happy birthday to me! until next year....  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-3501889116930955177?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3501889116930955177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=3501889116930955177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3501889116930955177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3501889116930955177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/09/pretty-stinkin-awesome.html' title='pretty stinkin awesome'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-3442647673769479071</id><published>2008-09-02T15:18:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:34:14.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's first camping trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SL2jGT2HeUI/AAAAAAAAABY/YntVmRG88QI/s1600-h/noahs+first+ranch+trip+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241524870130923842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SL2jGT2HeUI/AAAAAAAAABY/YntVmRG88QI/s200/noahs+first+ranch+trip+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SL2imxxuVsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NadC5cOKiTk/s1600-h/noahs+first+ranch+trip+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241524328409749186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SL2imxxuVsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NadC5cOKiTk/s200/noahs+first+ranch+trip+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SL2iAPWdD8I/AAAAAAAAABI/J1kuk4ea6Gw/s1600-h/noahs+first+ranch+trip+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241523666333536194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SL2iAPWdD8I/AAAAAAAAABI/J1kuk4ea6Gw/s200/noahs+first+ranch+trip+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, Noah has offcially had his first trip to david's parent's ranch. It was so beautiful and relaxing out there, and Noah enjoyed it so much. He loves to be outside, and this really made his weekend. It was right up there next to heaven for him to be outside all day long jumping in his jumpy.His nights were kind of rough because of a loud ac unit, but it didnt stop him from being totally enthralled with everything out there. But, we are home and kind of back into a routine and things. My birthday is thursday, which is exciting, I guess. There is just nothing special about turning 22. oh well. Other than that, thats about as exciting as it gets around here for awhile. We will have a bible study here on wed. David is helping his friend Zach with a small group and is really excited about that starting up. We have a pretty calm week, which is the way we like it! I have posted some of the many cute pics from the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-3442647673769479071?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3442647673769479071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=3442647673769479071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3442647673769479071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3442647673769479071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/09/noahs-first-camping-trip.html' title='Noah&apos;s first camping trip'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SL2jGT2HeUI/AAAAAAAAABY/YntVmRG88QI/s72-c/noahs+first+ranch+trip+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-504577554525260295</id><published>2008-08-25T22:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:18:07.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel dumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i do realize i totally did not spell success right so, forgive me!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-504577554525260295?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/504577554525260295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=504577554525260295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/504577554525260295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/504577554525260295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-dumb.html' title='i feel dumb'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-8826068595733052802</id><published>2008-08-25T18:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:26:34.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucess!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;So, I did it! Not only did I leave my baby last night I even put him in the church nursery for the sermon. He loves the music, so I let him stay in there for that and then we took him to the nursery. When david went to get him, he was on the floor playing and having fun with other babies. Then, last night I left my boy with sheena, and they did great. He was happy with them, and didnt give them any trouble. It was sooooo nice to get away with just me and david. I love noah so much, but I realized how much I love spending time with my hubby. We laughed and alot and made fun of eachother. We actually kinda flirted alittle :)!!! oh goodness, but anyway NOah did great and I am glad to know I can leave my baby and he will be taken care of. So, all that to say we had sucess!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-8826068595733052802?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8826068595733052802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=8826068595733052802' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8826068595733052802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8826068595733052802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/08/sucess.html' title='Sucess!!!!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-1606781635758351421</id><published>2008-08-23T15:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T15:24:43.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving my baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok, so my baby is five months old and David and I have only been on like one or two dates when my mom has watched him. So, I decided we really needed to go on a date and leave noah with a sitter because I think it is really important for us to be able to go out just the two of us! sooooo..... my friend sheena is coming to watch my baby boy! I know sheena will take such good care of him, I just have a so many emotions. ok, so your prollly thinking this crazy mother is this stressed about leaving her baby, but I have never left him with anyone but david and my mom. I guess I just hope he acts good, so sheena will want to do it again. :) Anyway, I know she will take such good careof him. I think im going to nap him later in the day tommorow so that when she gets here he will be happy. He tends to be alittle more fussy in the evening because of getting tired and ready for bed. But, I can do this! I know me and david will have alot of fun, and I am going to let myself relax and just be with my hunny!!!!! I love my baby, and I know he will be taken care of. I think I might have a talk with him tonight though about how to treat his babysitter and manners! :) oh goodness, I am such a first time mom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-1606781635758351421?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1606781635758351421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=1606781635758351421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1606781635758351421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/1606781635758351421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/08/leaving-my-baby.html' title='Leaving my baby'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-5675919609641933305</id><published>2008-08-16T13:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:52:29.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"take me out to the ball game"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SKchaeUN71I/AAAAAAAAAAw/37iwjJeDWsY/s1600-h/Noah+(4+months)+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235189830539669330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SKchaeUN71I/AAAAAAAAAAw/37iwjJeDWsY/s200/Noah+(4+months)+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SKcghW3Rh9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/u4Mt45G_BLE/s1600-h/Noah+(4+months)+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235188849286678482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SKcghW3Rh9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/u4Mt45G_BLE/s200/Noah+(4+months)+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Last night we got really bored and decided to go to a colt's game! Noah had been to an astros game when he was llike 3 months old, but he really enjoyed himself at the game last night. It wasnt crowded and it was outside. Being outside is one of his favorite things! so, he had all his baseball gear on and looked so cute watching the game. He was actually very interested in the game and the cheering people. I took some pictures of him last night! My baby boy is 5 months old next week! Where does time go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2953202377435378914-5675919609641933305?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/5675919609641933305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=5675919609641933305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/5675919609641933305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/5675919609641933305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/08/take-me-out-to-ball-game.html' title='&quot;take me out to the ball game&quot;'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SKchaeUN71I/AAAAAAAAAAw/37iwjJeDWsY/s72-c/Noah+(4+months)+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-2798216723546712500</id><published>2008-08-14T13:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:06:52.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A heart like His</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I have recently started rereading a book I read a while back by Max Lucado.  I know now more than ever that sometimes God intends for you to read things that maybe you have already read because the timing is right and there are things to be learned. I do this alot with scripture. I think just because I have read the scripture my whole life I cant get something out of it, and God shows me everytime that this is not the case because it seems I always hear what I need to at that time. I guess that just shows how good God is and how much He loves his children. Anyway, as I was reading this book the first pages seemed to move me. I began thinking of times when I had royally screwed up or done soemthing that I was not proud of. I also thought about my moments of "greatness", and times that I had never felt closer to God. I have always heard the saying that, " God loves you no matter what." Now, this is true I believe Christ loves his children, but in the book Max gave an illustration that I found absolutely relevant. He said when his daughter was younger she was playing at the park and saw the icecream man coming around the corner and said, "Daddy, I want one." He, of course, went and got her some icecream and when he turned around she had dirt in her mouth. Where he had intended to put something sweet and delicious, she chose to put dirt. If only she knew how good the icecream was going to taste. But, did her dad love her even when she had dirt in her mouth? yes! Would he have rather her enjoy the desert he got her? yes! What a picture this gave me of christ's heart and his love for his children. Something I am choosing to remember as a reread this book is ," God loves me just the way I am, but He refuses to leave me that way. He wants me to be just like Jesus." I cannot wait to see what else God has in store as I reread this book! It's kinda neat how God saw a need in my life, and saw questions I needed answers to and He gave me words of one of his children and scripture and has been faithful to show me who He has called me to be.  I pray that I can continue to grow and that when Noah and all my kids look at their mommy they don't just see their mom, but a mommy who loves God and who makes it her mission to incorporate Christ in everything we do. I am already praying my kids will not be content with securing their place in heaven, but that they will "daily pick up their cross and follow Him." God, I pray that my children would know you and live according to you word. I pray that I will have a heart like yours.  Thank you for loving me even when I choose to put dirt in my mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-2798216723546712500?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2798216723546712500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=2798216723546712500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2798216723546712500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2798216723546712500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/08/heart-like-his.html' title='A heart like His'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-4413930315477171913</id><published>2008-08-13T19:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:55:03.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy months ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SKOCUNjRvXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/j-LUMOydpAk/s1600-h/Noah+(4+months)+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234170475681267058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SKOCUNjRvXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/j-LUMOydpAk/s320/Noah+(4+months)+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Man, life has been crazy. I have not been able to blog just because we have really had quite a bit going on. Last weekend, david went to the ranch with brandon and zach (a friend from chapter one bible study). Mari and I went to midland because for a weekend we would be singel mothers. let's just say we love our husbands so much and are so blessed to have them be the fathers of our children. We also decided single motherhood was not for us! anyways neither one of us wanted to be alone over night for a weekend, so we packed up! anyways since then we have just been getting things back in order. Nothing exciting, just laundry and cleaning mainly! I have officially gone through my house and just thrown things out and gotten things the way i want them. soooooo....... next month I turn 22 and so that is way exciting i guess :/ lol and in october noah and I are going to get go houston for a week, and then november we have thanksgiving in midland and december is christmas in houston. Something tells me its going to go so fast, and honestly seeing my little boy grow up so quickly has really made me just want to treasure every moment I have with him. I cannot believe he is going to be 5 months old next week! i cannot believe it! Anyway, lots coming up so just thought I would post a brief version of that!!!&lt;/span&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/2953202377435378914-4413930315477171913?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4413930315477171913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=4413930315477171913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4413930315477171913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/4413930315477171913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-months-ahead.html' title='Crazy months ahead'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SKOCUNjRvXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/j-LUMOydpAk/s72-c/Noah+(4+months)+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-8099686446635252626</id><published>2008-07-31T18:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:33:06.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights seem to lead to sleepless days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SJJLSirFhRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fpVcyqJgyWM/s1600-h/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229324899247818002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SJJLSirFhRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fpVcyqJgyWM/s320/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, last night seemed to be the longest night of my life. Now I think my baby is actually teething. Last night the child could not get comfortable and was up every 30 minutes wanting to just be held and comforted. Now, I love my baby and I love to hold my baby, BUT, I like to get sleep too. Anyway, we made it throught the night and i was ok with it because very rarely does noah ever have a bad night. In my head, I kept thinking well he should have some really good naps today. WRONG. He has been restless all day and not napped not even once. So, now it is 6: 20 p.m. and he has been down for hmmm like 45 minutes. I am just hoping it doesnt mess up his night time sleeping again tonight since his nap is so late. This is mainly just my ramblings, but I will say that he is so sweet and such a good baby and I may get frustrated with him not sleeping, but the minute he smiles at me, I wish that moment stood still. One of my favorite times in the day is first thing in the morning when I hear Noah talking over the monitor, and I walk in and say good morning and he starts kicking his feet and reaching up and smiling. One sleepless night every once in awhile, I guess I can say is way way way worth seeing that sweet baby face in the morning. I love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-8099686446635252626?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8099686446635252626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=8099686446635252626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8099686446635252626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8099686446635252626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/07/sleepless-nights-seem-to-lead-to.html' title='Sleepless nights seem to lead to sleepless days'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SJJLSirFhRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fpVcyqJgyWM/s72-c/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-8294457227068157510</id><published>2008-07-28T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:09:42.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I have not blogged in awhile becasue my family has been in town. We had a crazy week that I think wore noah out, but i so love when my family comes to visit us! We had a great week, and did some really fun things. I kinda felt like I was on vacation, but the minute they left I looked at my house and thought, " I now have to clean, worry about dishes and laundry, and bills that have yet to be paid." It's not fun at all. So, this week will be spent doing all of the above. Not much is going on, but I will blog tomorrow and put some pictures of our "big" boy Noah. Last tuesday was his four month birthday, and his mimi made hima cake. He didnt have any, but im sure he should would have liked too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-8294457227068157510?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8294457227068157510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=8294457227068157510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8294457227068157510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/8294457227068157510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/07/crazy-week.html' title='Crazy week'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-3585195884409297292</id><published>2008-07-20T21:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:00:39.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing like family and a rat named "Molly"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, its been awhile since i have been on my blog, but not much has been up. We went to midland this weekend to see david's parents. It was nice to see them, sometimes, I feel like we don't get to see them enough. I always come back so spiritually refreshed when I have been around them. I feel so blessed to have in laws that are so invested in their kids and grandkids like the ones I have. I'm also super excited because my fmaily is coming to visit us for a whole week. It is always nice to have my family come see us. It really is alot fo fun to have your family come see your house and stay and do things at the place where you live. I really sometimes still get "home sick". SOooooo, its nice that they get to come. Well, noah is at the point now that if he doesnt get two naps a day, he is like crazy fussy... and well.... I just cant handle that :). So, he went to bed at 9:00 tongiht because he was so tired and he had no nap the past two days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We now have a new member of our family........ kinda. Well, I have never been one for pets. I can "Stand" dogs again... kinda. But my husband as a child had rats. okay so i think of them as dirty nasty little creatures you set traps out to get out of your house. We have a teeny tiny house and my hsuband wants a big dog. Well until we have room for a big dog (which will have to be when we move into a bigger house) david really wanted a pet. So...... he went with his birthday money, and brought back some childhood dreams and bought a rat named molly. The deal was he can have it if i dont have to deal with it or entertain it! He said ok, so now I have a rat to look at :)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-3585195884409297292?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3585195884409297292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=3585195884409297292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3585195884409297292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3585195884409297292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-like-family-and-rat-named-molly.html' title='nothing like family and a rat named &quot;Molly&quot;'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-2437022957089323485</id><published>2008-07-13T16:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T16:32:58.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well, Yesterday was just a busy day! We had a baby shower in the afternoon and a wedding out of town at night. Man, with a baby that is alot. Anyway, Noah is napping and I have had some time just to think about some things, and actually lately alot of my past has come back. My very best friend from highschool, Jessie, has started talking to me and we have just been talking about the old times and trying to right the wrongs in our friendship. Ya know, God puts distance between people for a reason, but it never fails that I realize how close Jessie and I were. My love for her and her friendship will never change. One of our friends from highschool got married yesterday, and I keep hearing about all of these kids from my class (mind you I only had like 16 people in my graduating class so, we were all very close, (private school)) are just getting married or having babies. In my head, I still see us as high school kids with life consisting of  just friends and fun. I realize now that we have come so far, and our friendships may not be as strong, but God is growing and maturing us all. I thought  I might go back to highschool just for one day and right my wrongs and enjoy those people I might have taken for granted, but one thing is for sure, God has brought to where I am. I would not trade what I have right now for anything. I wouldn't change any decision I have ever made, because although I dont talk to most people from high school, God used each one of them for a purpose in my life. I have HIM to thank for that. I am so blessed right now. I have realized that today more than ever. I have one of the best family's. I have an absolutely amazing and loving husband, and I have a son. Words could not express how much I love him.  I love my life, and I would not change one thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-2437022957089323485?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2437022957089323485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=2437022957089323485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2437022957089323485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/2437022957089323485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/07/old-memories.html' title='Old memories'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-3579489680893885542</id><published>2008-07-11T13:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T13:26:16.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milstone met!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;As a new mom I am constantly watching Noah and waiting for him to do something new, or to meet some new milestone in his short little life. Well, today he just kept "wowing" me. While washing my face this morning, I had put him on a blanket on his belly. He played for awhile and then before I knew it he rolled over! Oh my goodness! Now I know it's easier to roll from belly to back, but as a mom your still so proud. I just think it's so funny how excited moms get when their baby does something new because we see it as this huge accomplishment and they just look up at you with this big smile probably thinking, "oka, what did i just do." I love it. Anyway, my husband is home! yay! Thats always a good start to the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-3579489680893885542?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3579489680893885542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=3579489680893885542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3579489680893885542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/3579489680893885542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/07/milstone-met.html' title='Milstone met!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-9186280271075251552</id><published>2008-07-10T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:50:46.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some spare time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I guess I never realized how nice just a few moments of spare time is. Noah usually naps in the afternoon anywhere from like 2-4 or 5. During this time I could be cleaning, doing laundry, or whatever needs to be done, but instead I sit on this thing and blog or check out things on the internet.  Spare time is nice and I really love the fact that Noah takes this nap in the afternoon, I just sometimes think I should be doing the things that need to get done. On the other hand, I sure do like just being alone and doing whatever :). I still dont have this blog thing down, but when i figure it out I will add pictures and things. Anyway, this weekend we have a wedding and thats about it, pretty uneventful. It's okay though, it will be nice not having a jam packed schedule. I am starting to ramble, but again I have some spare time so, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-9186280271075251552?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/9186280271075251552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=9186280271075251552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/9186280271075251552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/9186280271075251552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-spare-time.html' title='some spare time'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2953202377435378914.post-581458182297684030</id><published>2008-07-08T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:02:38.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is all so new!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So, here I am on this blog. Quite honestly, I have no idea what I am doing, but I love the thought of sharing things with people what is going on my life. My sister-in-law, Mari, told me about this site, and helped me get signed in. I can already tell that this is going to be a dagerously addictive place to be. I am so new at this, so my writing seems somewhat awekward, but I will get the hang of it. Noah is sound asleep right now, which is what I should be doing, but sometimes I feel this is really the only time in the day I have to do things I want to do on my own. I know this is not an exciting first message, but I am proud of it because it is my very first one! Good Night everyone, I am off to bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2953202377435378914-581458182297684030?l=ashleybriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/feeds/581458182297684030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2953202377435378914&amp;postID=581458182297684030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/581458182297684030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2953202377435378914/posts/default/581458182297684030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleybriley.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-all-so-new.html' title='This is all so new!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05266901580933492913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_92iKEoYz3DI/SHQv8Vgl1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LK30T4obsDY/S220/houston+trip+and+noah+3+months+047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
