<?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-29071039</id><updated>2012-01-21T18:08:55.822-08:00</updated><category term='UPDATES'/><title type='text'>The Crazy Castros</title><subtitle type='html'>Our crazy lives with the boys and our daughter Naya</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-7059728233353693469</id><published>2008-11-19T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:38:25.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT IS INTERESTING !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very interesting how a day can unfold. I was talking to my mother today about how you better be willing to stand up for what you believe in if you truly believe. And how people have been persecuted for years on those beliefs. Then i get on the computer and read Sonja's blog and have come to the conclusion that I should break my silence that I have chosen to keep. So no conflicts Will arise. I was very saddened to hear on Sonja's blog that people are terrified that Obama was elected. It made me question. Why? Was it do to his beliefs or who he is? I have seen the election of Obama as a great thing the doors that have finally opened for families like mine giving my kids hope that the can really do whatever they want in the world with no limitations. I am also so very disappointed in the fact that people in the world have to cast so many judgements against others. The civil rights issues that are going on in this world right now are very disturbing to me. Why cant people that are good people go about their life loving whom ever they want whether it a different race or the same sex. How dose giving this right to others hurt anyone else. Ive heard that people are afraid of what they are going to teach our chrildern in school or how it will affect or family's . Is it affecting it now or has it ever effected you. Their are plenty of same sex couples that are and have raised children successfully. You can not judge people that love the same sex it dose not make them bad people. What about the divorce dose anyone think of parents that pass there kids back and forth every week with no stability do you take the rights from them. What about all the parents that have let others raise their children for their own selfish reasons. So i don't think that having same sex marriages will destroy the family in any way. It has already been done! Religion is a choice. I feel that god is an a loving god. He dose not discriminate towards anyone. We are all his children. I also believe that if you are going to be a religious person they should not cast judgments towards other lifestyles that is not what god teaches or what he wants in the world. Yes there are many disagreements out there but maybe if we all tried to understand each of us are different and accept those differences we would not have as many problems. The differences are what make life unique. If we were all the same. Life would be pretty boring. Right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-7059728233353693469?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7059728233353693469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=7059728233353693469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/7059728233353693469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/7059728233353693469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-intersting-it-is-very-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-3025863055610713627</id><published>2008-10-29T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:46:58.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPDATES'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been on in awhile things are crazy as ever around here. So I thought I would give everyone a quick update on everyone. Gage: Wow how time flys he is well into his eight grade year. He is definitely a teenager. He still struggles with school and friends (friends first school second) but is still the greatest kid i know the talents he has are amazing. He has grown 4 inches since the begging of summer and is still super thin. He has decided to be Obama for Halloween and pulls it off pretty well. Kai: What a sweet heart he is the most loving brother and son. He is doing great is school with an A,B average (hopefully it will continue when he hits middle school next year). He has gotten into the whole texting thing and is on his phone all the time. I cant believe he is going to be 11 in a couple of weeks. He is not my little Kai anymore. He has chosen to be McCain for Halloween he can go with his brother and hopefully get some laughs. Naya: What a funny little girl she never stops talking. She is so full of life we haven't quite figured out where she came from she is much more out going than anyone in our family. She is loving kindergarten and had made several friends that she spends hours on the phone playing club penguin online (yes it has already started at the age of 6). She is going as the devil for Halloween. Lucas: What a great man. He keeps this family going when im to tired to do so. He is still working a lot and fills in for me when I'm at school. He now does all the homework with the kids keeps the house clean and keeps up on laundry. I couldn't ask for anything better. Nikki: Im still in school and have recently moved up to become a senior on the downward spiral now 8 more months to go. I volunteer in Nayas class everyday 2 full days a week and for the last 20 min on the other days to help a few students that are struggling a little. I am still trying to juggle life to get through the next 8 months with very little sleep or time for myself but it is temporary and i will make it through. I am so grateful for my wonderful kids and husband that help me through it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-3025863055610713627?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3025863055610713627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=3025863055610713627' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/3025863055610713627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/3025863055610713627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-i-havent-been-on-in-awhile-things.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-7843059778263174977</id><published>2008-08-21T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:49:23.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am:  a wife and mother&lt;br /&gt;i think:  I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;i know:  ill make it&lt;br /&gt;i have:  an amazing life&lt;br /&gt;i wish:  i was done with school&lt;br /&gt;i dislike:  mean people&lt;br /&gt;i miss:  my husband when hes at work&lt;br /&gt;i fear:  losing one of my children&lt;br /&gt;i feel:  overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;i hear:  my dogs barking&lt;br /&gt;i smell:  cooking oil the kids put on the floor and slid in last night&lt;br /&gt;i search: for answers on how to make all this work&lt;br /&gt;i wonder: if I'm doing things right&lt;br /&gt;i regret:  nothing&lt;br /&gt;i love:  my kids and husband more than anything in the world&lt;br /&gt;i care:  for my mom dad sisters and brothers&lt;br /&gt;i always: worry&lt;br /&gt;im not able:  to sleep&lt;br /&gt;i remember: alot&lt;br /&gt;i believe: in angels (naya says)&lt;br /&gt;i dance: every time i clean the house&lt;br /&gt;i sing:  whenever i hear a song i like&lt;br /&gt;i don't always:  smile&lt;br /&gt;i argue:  ALL THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;i write:  when I'm on the phone&lt;br /&gt;i win:  when i argue&lt;br /&gt;i lose: never (kidding)&lt;br /&gt;i never:  forget to kiss Lucas and the kids when i leave&lt;br /&gt;i listen:  very well&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand:  why i cant keep friends&lt;br /&gt;i can usually can be found:  at home &lt;br /&gt;i am scared:  that something bad will happen&lt;br /&gt;i need:  Nothing I've got everything i need&lt;br /&gt;i forget:  Everything&lt;br /&gt;im happy about:  Naya just gave me a big good morning hug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-7843059778263174977?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7843059778263174977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=7843059778263174977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/7843059778263174977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/7843059778263174977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-wife-and-mother-i-think-im-tired-i.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-6835324881142405991</id><published>2008-08-20T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:27:48.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reviewjournal.com/lvrj_home/2007/Feb-27-Tue-2007/photos/explore3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.reviewjournal.com/lvrj_home/2007/Feb-27-Tue-2007/photos/explore3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so interesting how the world works. I have unfortunately seen the bad side of the Las Vegas police department lately and it really scares me what i see. Monday night as I was leaving school a good friend of mine was rear ended as she was driving home i got the phone call from another girl i go to school with that has witnessed the whole thing. I immediately rush to the scene to see if she was ok. As we sat and waited for the police to arrive we had witnessed 3 of the passengers load a back pack and take off running leaving just the owner of the car there. Which was not the original driver. As soon as the cops arrived this 19 year old boy went crazy started yelling cussing and just acting insane. One officer had enough and handcuffed the kid as they searched the car. Now this other car had been speeding at about 80 miles an hour in a 45 and swerved into my friends lane and hit her. His car was totaled engine was in the drivers seat it was pretty bad. By this time this kids parents showed up I have never seen a child be so disrespectful to there mother as he called her several obscene names. One officer came over and told us that they smelt pot in the car and another officer was coming to check the eyes of this kid to see if they could arrest him. As they were waiting they came over and wrote my friend a ticket for causing the accident. And they let the kid go that had just gotten his license back after a previous DUI. WHAT !!! Now you have a car full of kids smoking pot speeding down the road loading there crap in a backpack running from the scene and she is at fault how dose this happen!! Now on to the other accident that had happened about 3 weeks ago Lucas was on his way home when a car in front of him got in the left lane and Lucas went to the right the car that went to the left decided to turn right all of the sudden hit Lucas and Lucas got the ticket. Back in June as many of you know Pepe had a graduation party and the cops came by they were talking to me very calmly they asked to see my husband. As soon as he came to the door things changed the officers started yelling and screaming barged into the house and going crazy. Now the only three things that were in common were that my good friend is Cuban my husband Filipino. The two other people involved in the accidents were white and so am I. I have always heard about racial profiling but never belived it. But due to these three incidents and several others (i could keep going ) I'm sad to say it happens. Now the reasons that this scares me are Gage, Kai ,and Naya. They will always be judged by the color of there skin how do you explain that to your children? How do you explain how that works? If things don't change will they only get worse and what will there future look like ? Will they be harassed everywhere they go? It is quite eyeopening to what is really going on in this world. I'm not saying that all officers are this way. There are some good cops out there they are just getting harder to find. &lt;/div&gt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kersplebedeb.com/blog/racialprofiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.kersplebedeb.com/blog/racialprofiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-6835324881142405991?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/6835324881142405991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=6835324881142405991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/6835324881142405991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/6835324881142405991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-is-so-interesting-how-world-works.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-7855032839469245570</id><published>2008-08-10T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:41:17.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry about the previous post. Had a problem uploading the video its all taken care of now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-7855032839469245570?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7855032839469245570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=7855032839469245570' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/7855032839469245570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/7855032839469245570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry-about-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-7899722944768445396</id><published>2008-08-06T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:35:40.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO parents always wonder what there kids are doing  while they are not home. You always hope that they are behaving treating each other nicely and doing all of the things that you have taught them to do. But somewhere in the back of your mind you always know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; is something else going on and this is what I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;discovered&lt;/span&gt; so parents WATCH OUT this could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;happening&lt;/span&gt; in your home right now!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                               &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-64c95992c4163fc3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64c95992c4163fc3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331282398%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66D8BBD4C3E310A1F89852CBF64CBD7522A67DC8.53C0F542B60E247051954C42EF418A3EF34761D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64c95992c4163fc3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds7wi2vRMvwO18U2UxLV5KoahNsI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64c95992c4163fc3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331282398%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66D8BBD4C3E310A1F89852CBF64CBD7522A67DC8.53C0F542B60E247051954C42EF418A3EF34761D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64c95992c4163fc3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds7wi2vRMvwO18U2UxLV5KoahNsI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-7899722944768445396?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=64c95992c4163fc3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/7899722944768445396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=7899722944768445396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/7899722944768445396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/7899722944768445396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-parents-always-wonder-what-there.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-3061668400512438702</id><published>2008-07-01T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:22:52.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer at The Castro's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/SGqQyMsSKhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/j07Yh6sb-CU/s1600-h/campingfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218142310336965138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/SGqQyMsSKhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/j07Yh6sb-CU/s320/campingfish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it has been a pretty boring summer so far (according to the kids). Gage has gone on 2 camping trips so far and school has only been out for a month. Kai and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Naya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; done much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; Pepe's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/SGqRT1bH5YI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Xd6iReVqcj0/s1600-h/graduationnn+051.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218142888206525826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/SGqRT1bH5YI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Xd6iReVqcj0/s320/graduationnn+051.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n so I guess it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; been much fun for them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still in school and Lucas is still working. Not much to report I guess but that is how our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Summer&lt;/span&gt; is going.&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/29071039-3061668400512438702?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/3061668400512438702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=3061668400512438702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/3061668400512438702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/3061668400512438702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-at-castros-well-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/SGqQyMsSKhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/j07Yh6sb-CU/s72-c/campingfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-8402258161443334294</id><published>2008-06-23T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:24:49.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/SGqSfQVJIoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/u9RpjEzm2sQ/s1600-h/graduationnn+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218144183919387266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/SGqSfQVJIoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/u9RpjEzm2sQ/s320/graduationnn+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PEPE IS GONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am 32 years old and just got a taste of what it feels like when your child moves out of your house after he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;graduates&lt;/span&gt; from high school. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be old enough for this but as all of you know Pepe has been with us for over 2 years now. I thought this would be a time to look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; to he was moving on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have to stay up late waiting for him to come home less food i have to buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;. But when the day came all I could do was cry. I went in to help him pack his room and I had to leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;several&lt;/span&gt; time so he would not see me cry. Now he has only moved 10 min away and I think I have seen and talked to him more than when he lived here but there is still something empty about our house it is not quite the same. Then I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt; there is only 5 more years before I have another one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;graduating&lt;/span&gt; from high school this one will be my own I have had him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; birth what am I going to do When he leaves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!! What a scary thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not quite sure how parents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Handel&lt;/span&gt; these thing but boy do I give them credit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-8402258161443334294?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/8402258161443334294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=8402258161443334294' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/8402258161443334294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/8402258161443334294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2008/06/pepe-is-gone-so-here-i-am-32-years-old.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/SGqSfQVJIoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/u9RpjEzm2sQ/s72-c/graduationnn+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-114911202693191466</id><published>2008-04-18T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T10:05:42.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this post I wrote and never published I guess I will share it now enjoy.........Wow how all of this began. I was married at a very young age (18) ,found out on my 19th birthday&lt;em&gt; I was expecting (this is when the weight gain started). Gage was born wow what a wonderful baby. After he was born things got a little rough in my life. My husbands employer decided he couldn't pay on time we would go a month or two with out paychecks and it was very hard on the both of us. This is when I started eating using my food as comfort for these trying times. Shortly after, we moved in to his mothers house. Talk about depressing I lived in a room upstairs and hardly came out. Me,my baby Gage,and my box of captain crunch, would hide upstairs until Lucas (my husband) would come home from working 15 hours. How alone I would feel and in return I would eat. Then a bright light Lucas got a job offer and took it we were finally going to get a paycheck on time. While living there we decided to have another baby. Two weeks before he was born I decided I couldn't live like this and moved me and my family into an apartment anything was better than living there. I thought this mother thing was great we were back on our own no one to get in the way. Then Kai was born having two kids was a slap in the face for me . See I thought the first one was so easy. Then here was Kai he was so small he had to eat a lot (every 30 min) and Gage was only 2 and still needed me how was I going to handle these 2 boys with a husband that worked all the time. So to handle the stress I ate. Then a turn around we moved into a house. It was a fixer upper and we were renting but had plans to buy, so we put all of the extra money we had into this house. We loved it then our landlord saw it she loved it and told us that she raised the price. So we had to wait to buy. Then it happened Lucas mom got very sick. She was in the Philippines and Lucas was helpless he couldn't get to her and always being a "mammas boy" this was very hard on him. When the phone call came in that she had passed everything changed. I felt helpless didn't know what to do for him I couldn't get him back to the Philippines cause we had no money. So he missed her funereal. A year later we got him back to the Philippines for the one year annervisery of her death. He was so excited he hadn't been home for 10 years and was looking forward to go. The day he left our wonderful landlord called. She wanted us out of the house. She loved the work we did and decided she was going to move in. My heart sank Lucas just left for a three week vacation and on the same day we loose our house. So in true Call style I decided to buy a house we could call our own. Three weeks later Lucas was home we went straight out and signed contracts on our house. We weren't sure how to come up with 12,000$ in 6 months concerding we had no money in savings, but we were determined to do so. Lucas started working a lot of overtime and I got a job working the graveyard shift at Harrahs. Things were going good Gage was nearing the end of kindergarten we were moving into my grandmothers house to help save money on rent ( to get to that 12,000) oh ya and I was pregnant again. Shortly after we moved it happened I started spotting and rush to the emergency room where I got the worst news possible I lost my baby and went into a deep depression. Here we are working so hard to get our house raise two kids and living with my crazy uncle and all I could do is sleep and cry. Lucas is never good in these situations he doesn't like to show emotion so I felt very alone and ate a lot. Finally after a long summer we were moving into OUR house. No one could take this one from us and we were so excited. We started decorating right away and I put everything I had into it to help hide the pain I was in but it didn't work so I ate. As you can this is very common in my life. Almost a year later the big news I was perganat again (if you are counting this is the 4th time). I freaked out immeatily. What if it happened again , What if I lost this one. The only comfort I could find was my food. So the by the time Naya was born i weighed a whoppin 225 and was in a size 18. It didn't really hit me until Kai came home one day and told me that a kid on the bus called me the fat mom. Gage also started crying in the kitchen one day before school embarrassed because the kids call his mom fat. I lost it that day called Lucas and begged him to get the kids from school that day, I was humiliated and needed to make a change in my life. So I began to eat different on the meals I needed if I felt like eating cause I was bored or sad I found other things to do and the weight started coming off. While I was watching TV one day I saw core secrets on TV for only 10$ so I figured that wasn't much to loose and ordered it along with a treadmill. superisingly enough the arrived on the same day and I went to work. My goal was to loose 50 pounds and as that goal got closer I started to see the effects that having kids can have. My stomach was loose and baggy it was rather disgusting. I thought to myself maybe if I lost more it would go away but the more I tried it was not fixing the problem. I went to Lucas and talked to him about a tummy tuck and after much debate we decided it was worth it. On June 19th of this year I did it plastic surgery I never thought I would do it, but al so have no regrets. Myself esteem has never been higher I don't have to use food for comfort anymore, what a great feeling. I still have a ways to go 20 more pounds and the after surgery workouts have just began but IM excited to see what I can accomplish I've come this far there is no stopping me now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-114911202693191466?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/114911202693191466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=114911202693191466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/114911202693191466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/114911202693191466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow-how-all-of-this-began.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-235277570986997255</id><published>2007-10-16T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:31:09.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/RxUDE5LfTvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/BAzcCslR8qU/s1600-h/FLOWERS+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122003533807177458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/RxUDE5LfTvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/BAzcCslR8qU/s320/FLOWERS+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Nayas 5th birthday. She is going to accompany me to school for her first day of beauty. She will start with a manicure and pedicure and then move on to hair with mom. Then off to makeup. She will have a great time being a girl all night. I will hopefully post pics tomorrow so stay tuned. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-235277570986997255?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/235277570986997255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=235277570986997255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/235277570986997255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/235277570986997255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-nayas-5th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/RxUDE5LfTvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/BAzcCslR8qU/s72-c/FLOWERS+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-232915902572231137</id><published>2007-09-29T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:24:40.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/RxUB4JLfTuI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/JplTEcr-PbM/s1600-h/101_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122002215252217570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/RxUB4JLfTuI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/JplTEcr-PbM/s320/101_2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it as definitely been a while since I have been able to log in and use my blog and a lot has happened since then but the latest news is that PEPE was crowned homecoming king tonight I am so proud of him and the changes he has made in his life in the past year and a half he has grown so much and is turning into a great young man i will get pics as soon as I can .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-232915902572231137?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/232915902572231137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=232915902572231137' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/232915902572231137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/232915902572231137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-it-as-definitely-been-while-since.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PebOR_E3z4Q/RxUB4JLfTuI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/JplTEcr-PbM/s72-c/101_2006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-116292319781589084</id><published>2006-11-07T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T10:13:17.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THANKSGIVING: We all need to get a menu together for thanksgiving if you have any requests please let me or mom know we drew names for x-mas and it goes as follows SONJA- EMILY JULIE- NIKKI NIKKI- TRAVIS CRAIG-JULIE EMILY-JAMIE JAMIE-SONJA TRAVIS-CRAIG this is they way it was drawn out of a hat if you have ant questions or comments address them to me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-116292319781589084?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/116292319781589084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=116292319781589084' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/116292319781589084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/116292319781589084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving-we-all-need-to-get-menu.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-116069852012000784</id><published>2006-10-12T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:16:59.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry it has been so long since My last post. Things have been very busy around here. With football season almost over (just 2 more games) I think things will slow down a little. Gage has just recently got his braces taken off he is lookin great it is just for a short time to give him a break before the second round of his treatment starts. Kai is doing well he is still growing and I can hardly believe that he is my little Kai. Naya is getting ready to celebrate her 4th birthday on Monday she is very excited. Chris is doing well after a few bumps in school he has seemed to get it together. This week is there homecoming game and he is looking forward to that. I will post a better post later. Congrats Sonja and Jeremy on the baby boy cant wait to see him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-116069852012000784?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/116069852012000784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=116069852012000784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/116069852012000784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/116069852012000784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/10/sorry-it-has-been-so-long-since-my.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115807927111428046</id><published>2006-09-12T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T09:43:57.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/100_1453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/320/100_1453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY SON WANTS TO BE A ROCK STAR: Gage came home Thursday and told me he was going to play the electric bass in band this year of coarse he needed it by Monday and we do not have one on hand so we spent a good part of sat looking at guitars (that I know nothing about) there are a lot of things to consider where making a purchase like this but we settled on a Yamaha that was on a great sale. The part that got me was all the accessories that he had to have to go with it. After about an hour and 300$ later he got his guitar (pictured above). Yesterday his band teacher called and informed me that he want Gage trained for jazz band by January and he needs private lessons at lest 4 times a month so by the time he is done he should be pretty good he is very excited to get moving on the adventure. I think Gage has finally found his thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-115807927111428046?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/115807927111428046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=115807927111428046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115807927111428046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115807927111428046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-son-wants-to-be-rock-star-gage-came.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115712362702240393</id><published>2006-09-01T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T08:15:47.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/JJJJJJJJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="202" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/320/JJJJJJJJ.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with the first week of school coming to an end I think I have finally lost it. Gage has decided to ride the bus with his friends today as I watched him walk down the street by himself I realized I was not ready for this. He dose not need his mother very much anymore. I made him take a cell phone and call me when he gets there ( the bus stop is 2 blocks away) and to call me again when he gets to school. He thought I was a nut but oh well. Kai is not as excited this year but he likes his new school better than his last one. Chris is fitting in well at his new school. He knew more kids than he thought and being on the football team has helped. Naya is adjusting to not having her brothers here all day and is attached to my leg at all times she doesn't let me get very far. I am very ready for the long weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-115712362702240393?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/115712362702240393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=115712362702240393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115712362702240393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115712362702240393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-with-first-week-of-school-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115625348411709929</id><published>2006-08-22T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:31:24.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/100_1021.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/320/100_1021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;It is hard being the only girl!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-115625348411709929?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/115625348411709929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=115625348411709929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115625348411709929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115625348411709929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-is-hard-being-only-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115625300738186494</id><published>2006-08-22T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:23:27.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/100_0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/320/100_0800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naya and her puppies: I cant believe how much Naya loves these little dogs. She told me the other day that she was there mama and Jade didn't need to take care of them anymore. We are constantly telling her to leave them alone and to stop picking them up but she will always find a way to wrap them in a blanket or put them in a purse to smuggle them into her room so they can be her babies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-115625300738186494?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/115625300738186494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=115625300738186494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115625300738186494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115625300738186494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/08/naya-and-her-puppies-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115594743378399830</id><published>2006-08-18T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T17:30:33.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/100_1351.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/320/100_1351.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gage feeling sexy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-115594743378399830?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/115594743378399830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=115594743378399830' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115594743378399830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115594743378399830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-gage-feeling-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115577754463711169</id><published>2006-08-16T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:20:17.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/100_0788_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: center; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="jamie &amp; gage funny faces" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/320/100_0788_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;This is to set the record straight on Jamie's blog "&lt;i&gt;A Few New Hobbies part 2&lt;/i&gt;". This is what really happened. I got Jamie to go ride bmx at the skatepark that night. She thought it would be funny to ride around and pretend she was the witch from the &lt;i&gt;Wizard of Oz&lt;/i&gt;. The next thing I knew she &lt;u&gt;bit it&lt;/u&gt; really hard. The only thing I could do was laugh. This was how her bmx career ended.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-115577754463711169?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/115577754463711169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=115577754463711169' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115577754463711169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115577754463711169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-to-set-record-straight-on.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115561295332907998</id><published>2006-08-14T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:21:59.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/100_0764_0001.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: top; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/400/100_0764_0001.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;Here is Gage skating. This is his favorite thing to do now days. He cant leave the house without it. Him and Chris will spend hours at the skatepark. He has made great improvements this summer. He amazes me every time I watch him .&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/100_0757_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: bottom; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/400/100_0757_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-115561295332907998?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/115561295332907998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=115561295332907998' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115561295332907998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115561295332907998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/08/here-is-gage-skating.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115540988718936413</id><published>2006-08-12T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:25:30.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/100_0422.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="cute lil sandfaced kai" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/320/100_0422.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Kai&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;This is just a cute picture I came Across today. It was taken on the beach in Oregon.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-115540988718936413?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/115540988718936413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=115540988718936413' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115540988718936413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115540988718936413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/08/kai-this-is-just-cute-picture-i-came.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115531420060741694</id><published>2006-08-11T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:16:31.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well it is that time of year again I get my house back after it has been over run by kids all summer. Chris has started football at his new school and we are eagerly awaiting the time we get to go pick up Gages schedule as he is getting ready to start middle school. Kai also is starting a new school as he got rezoned last year. He will be opening a new school this year that just got finished being built. Yup that is right all 3 in new schools this year and 3 different times I think I will be spending a lot of time in the car. Gage and Kai want to start playing football also as a mother the thought of 3 boys in football at the same time is very nerve racking hoping none of them get hurt but I guess that is part of raising boys. Naya is doing well I think she is ready for the boys to start school to we are missing our girl time as we are over run by men a lot we love our time to be girls. I don't think we are going to make it up north as soon as we hoped money is getting tight as we start football and trying to get perement guardianship of Chris the lawyer fees are crazy I still want to come up and see everyone I miss ya .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29071039-115531420060741694?l=iikkin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/feeds/115531420060741694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29071039&amp;postID=115531420060741694' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115531420060741694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29071039/posts/default/115531420060741694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iikkin.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-school-well-it-is-that-time-of.html' title=''/><author><name>NIKKI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29071039.post-115448284453095258</id><published>2006-08-01T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:16:59.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/disneyland%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/320/disneyland%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/1600/disneyland%20012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5993/3088/320/disneyland%20012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well I guess it is my turn to start a blog and let everyone know how things are going. It has been a bit of a crazy summer. Wow where to begin. Well we will start with the new addition to our family. As many of you know we have taken in our nephew Chris (aka PePe) . Those of you that have not been able to get through on the phone already are aware there are teenagers in the house now not only Chris, but Gage has decided to try to keep up with him. They definitely keep me on my toes. Kai is trying to adjust but hasn't quite found his place with the "Big Boys". He has made the most dramatic change of them all this summer he is not my little kai anymore if he keeps growing like he is he will be taller than Gage soon. Naya wow still never stops talking and has made being the only girl an art (she gets what ever she wants from these boys). The weekend school got out we took a trip to Disneyland Naya I think had the most fun she just loves life. As most of you know while we were gone we lost our little Ogie. A week later, and 2 day before surgery, we found out Jade our other pug was pregnant. Two days later I went into surgery and was planning to be out for a couple of week hoping she was not to far along so I could recover before I had to take care of puppies. Luckily I was only completely down for a week then I was able to do the things I needed to do. On July 14th she went into labor and I had to rush her to the vet for an emergency c-section. We came home later that night with 4 little puppies. Thing were finely starting to settle down when Gage decided to jump into a wall this past weekend and fractured his hand. So now on top of my recovery 3 kids in braces I have one with a broken hand. 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