<?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-2258252648717110403</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:16:12.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays..From The Fontenots!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-6327221740287853379</id><published>2009-12-23T18:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:31:32.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Brother On The Way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We went Tuesday for an ultrasound and we are pretty sure its a boy. Did not get exactly what we wanted for Christmas but another amazing blessing who I can't wait to hold. Its been a difficult past couple of days. I did not realize my desire for a baby girl was so strong. Everyone keeps saying "try again", but I really don't see myself having three children. I am trying to cope with the idea that I will never have a little girl. All my hopes and dreams for "Grace" feel gone out the window. I am excited about Matthew having a brother close to his age, I am sure they will be Best Buddies. I don't have to worry about another baby shower since we have all the boy stuff we need. I know I will love this baby with all my heart and look forward to my beautiful family expanding. I go back for another ultrasound January 5th and if anything changes I will be sure to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-6327221740287853379?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6327221740287853379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=6327221740287853379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/6327221740287853379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/6327221740287853379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-brother-on-way.html' title='Baby Brother On The Way!'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-3307363579742138379</id><published>2009-12-18T22:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:46:56.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Break &amp; How About Dem Saints!!!</title><content type='html'>Billy is done with school for a little while and managed to make some amazing grades. Only one "C", which is awesome considering his work schedule and responsibilities as a hard working family man. I am sooo proud of him! I am still in school until the 22nd and return on the 5th. This will be my only break until maternity leave in May. Christmas is approaching and I am excited to see family and friends! A lot of traveling... tomorrow I leave for the weekend to Natchitoches. Tuesday we will be in Jennings to find out if I am expecting a boy or girl! Christmas Eve and Christmas day my family will come in and I will host the fun event! The day after Christmas we are heading to Opelousas and the 27th we go to Baton Rouge for Bill's mom's side of the family gathering. Billy leaves the 28th for his snowboarding trip and I will be in Slidell visiting my grandmother and family for a couple of days!!! Busy next couple of weeks! I am going to do my best to relax and enjoy every minute of not being in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..HOW ABOUT DEM SAINTS! My house is extremely excited about our 13-0 accomplishment. We are crossing our fingers for them to go all the way to the Super Bowl! Maybe they will play the Colts, who are also undefeated..chances are slim, but wouldn't that be an awesome game!!? Playing the Cowgirls tomorrow..shouldn't be too much of a challenge. WHO DAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Matthew's Santa picture from this year...he is in love with him! Most kids aren't but my kid did not want to leave his side! He ran up to him and said "Hold me Santa!" Then we were leaving Matthew blew him kisses and gave him a wonderful goodbye. It was hilarious and the picture tells it all...Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SyxZpvamDBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/tQ8xSZOHM90/s1600-h/lastscan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 358px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SyxZpvamDBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/tQ8xSZOHM90/s320/lastscan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416803025457384466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-3307363579742138379?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3307363579742138379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=3307363579742138379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3307363579742138379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3307363579742138379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-break-how-about-dem-saints.html' title='Holiday Break &amp; How About Dem Saints!!!'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SyxZpvamDBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/tQ8xSZOHM90/s72-c/lastscan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-7960432899488540387</id><published>2009-11-11T21:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:23:04.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update From The Fontenots</title><content type='html'>Have not posted in a while..been really busy with school and life in general lately. Billy is always gone and busy with either homework, school or work. I have been sooo tired and sick with this pregnancy, but luckily its getting better. Matthew knows all his ABC's! He says full sentences like "I love you Mama" and "I made a mess!" Hes doing better with going in the potty but I can't quite get the pee pee part down. My belly is growing slowly, not like last pregnancy. With Matthew I was big fast! There is some confusion with my due date. According to my last period and all the facts I am due May 7th. The ultrasound disagrees with me and states my due date is May 21st. Either way I don't care, I just wish I knew! There is no way it can be May 21st because that would mean that i had my period during the week we were trying to convieve. I will be shocked if I am wrong lol. Billy is doing well..he was the only one chose out of his class to help with research projects for Civil Engineering at UL. He has his own office and gets paid a descent amount of money for his time. I am super proud of him..hes modest but basically hes the smartest one in his class! I could never be so good at the things he accomplishes. I went to visit my good friend Becca and she just had a baby girl. It definatley gave me baby girl fever. Matthew was there and he did not react so well to me holding another baby. He mostly wanted to hold her and play. He kept trying to put his pacifer in her mouth and wanted me to hold the both of them. Been thinking on how I can teach him how to cope with a new baby. Halloween was awesome! He was wore out from all the running around we did, but he had so much fun. Holidays are approaching and my first nephew is almost here (Adi's baby)! Lots to look forward to..oh and how can I forget..how about dem Saints!!!? Here are some recent photos.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SvuKM9Y4AvI/AAAAAAAAAPI/O-NiTiozQVE/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp53334%29nu%3D3262%298+2%292%282%29WSNRCG%3D3337%3B673+5329nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SvuKM9Y4AvI/AAAAAAAAAPI/O-NiTiozQVE/s320/232323232%257Ffp53334%29nu%3D3262%298+2%292%282%29WSNRCG%3D3337%3B673+5329nu0mrj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403064133203002098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SvuLvJFNwQI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3q8iw83gMjM/s1600-h/DSC02008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SvuLvJFNwQI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3q8iw83gMjM/s320/DSC02008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403065819968946434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SvuLvxio9tI/AAAAAAAAAPg/9bPJzuANkkc/s1600-h/DSC02112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SvuMlzIuHyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/M_HFdnZsCoE/s320/9234_1113318072422_1211010073_30289581_4379065_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403066758970875682" 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/2258252648717110403-7960432899488540387?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7960432899488540387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=7960432899488540387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/7960432899488540387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/7960432899488540387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-from-fontenots.html' title='Update From The Fontenots'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SvuKM9Y4AvI/AAAAAAAAAPI/O-NiTiozQVE/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp53334%29nu%3D3262%298+2%292%282%29WSNRCG%3D3337%3B673+5329nu0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-263005224224185346</id><published>2009-09-15T03:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T03:32:07.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Symptoms Begin!</title><content type='html'>I have been really nauseated lately..and the past couple of days I can't stop puking. I am starting to feel really tired, but have no time to sleep because of Matthew and school. I have not had much of an appetite either. This is a lot different from my first pregnancy...looking forward to the 2nd trimester! Go to the doctor on the 30th..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-263005224224185346?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/263005224224185346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=263005224224185346' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/263005224224185346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/263005224224185346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/09/symptoms-begin.html' title='The Symptoms Begin!'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-928431826701370205</id><published>2009-09-09T23:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:47:41.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest News...</title><content type='html'>So I have not posted in a while! Matthew is in the process of becoming potty trained. He is only 19 months, but he understand the concept. He has used the potty three times and we make the hugest deal out of this event! All he does is talk and Matthew has learned his manners. We went shopping the other day and he bumped into someone and immediately he said "Excuse Me". Then I was checking out and when she handed me the receipt he beat me in saying "Thank you"! His daddy gets most of the credit with this, since hes been doing more of the forcing of Please and Thank you. Matthew is doing really well with knowing his colors and ABC's. He knows certain letters and colors and if he sees one he is familiar with he will tell you! He really has the best personality and brings so much joy to my life. Billy is back at school, pursuing a degree in civil engineering. The classes are difficult, but he is really disciplined and intelligent. He walks to school on most day, but sometimes Matthew and I will bring him. He is still at work and balancing the two of them can be a huge struggle. I should have a degree by June or July and I can't wait! My sister Tasha got into clinicals in Shreveport and I am so proud of her. Billy's sister Adrienne is pregnant with her first child and we are super excited! In other news...&lt;br /&gt;I'M PREGNANT! I took a test yesterday and it was positive! From my calculations we conceived around the 12th of August, so the baby should be born around May 20, 2010. I am super excited! While Billy was at school I told the world and when he got home him and Matthew took a nap. Once they were up I taped a sign to Matthew's back saying "I'M A BIG BROTHER!" Billy saw Matthew grabbing at his back and he was like "Whats wrong Matthew what you got going on?" and he did not see me videotaping and asked me "Baby whats Matthew got on his back?" I instructed Matthew to go to his father and Billy took the sign off and he was so happy. He looked at me realizing I had the camera and asked me if I was pregnant...I was glowing in that moment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-928431826701370205?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/928431826701370205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=928431826701370205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/928431826701370205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/928431826701370205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/09/latest-news.html' title='Latest News...'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-3171434632072759312</id><published>2009-07-15T22:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:21:19.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Changes Are Coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So Billy and I have decided to try for baby # 2! He will be returning to school in August and working. I should have my Bachelors by next summer and will most likely have to work some to bring in some income. Matthew is 17 months and is so good. I know what you are thinking...That we are Crazy! It is going to be a lot, but We both have another three years till school is out of the picture completely (I want to pursue my Masters) and I also want Matthew to be close with his sibling. I don't want to start changing diapers and starting over with a newborn in four or five years. So Matthew is in the process of getting potty trained and I am slowly starting to let the pacifier (pappy/pa-pa) dissapear. Thinking about the challenges we will face ahead only overhwhelms me, so I am going to take it a day at a time and I KNOW we will get through it! We read "How To Choose The Sex Of Your Child" in attempts to make a little girl. I really desire a little baby girl and trying to choose the sex of the child is pretty difficult! I will take a pregnancy test at the end of this month and let everyone know if there is any news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-3171434632072759312?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3171434632072759312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=3171434632072759312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3171434632072759312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3171434632072759312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-changes-are-coming.html' title='Big Changes Are Coming!'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-7960537624523533621</id><published>2009-06-18T18:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:50:39.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SjrSsuu2ZsI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_MZcHvB7huE/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp53655%29nu%3D32%28+%29479%29289%29WSNRCG%3D3278%3B%3B+842337nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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I had a three week break from school and filled all of it up with good fun and relaxiation! I spent quality time with Matthew and also put myself first for once! I got to spend time on the beach with my hubby, which was great! I traveled a lot...Slidell, Gulf Shores, Covington and Natchitoches! I spent a lot of time with my sister and my good friends and I miss them sooo much! Billy and I attended a concert Sunday with Tasha, Danny B. Sam and a some more friends and had a great time!  I had a difficult time adjusting back to reality once it was all over! I have not been to the gym yet and I can tell!! I have been getting a little time in at home to work out..but need to get to the gym to shed pounds ( think I gained a few during break!) Billy has his schedule for school and I am nervous! Big changes are coming at the end of the summer..I will most likely have to work and we are planning to make another baby at the end of August! I am getting nervous about the changes, but I will except the challenges with my head held high! I am already back in school, my abnormal psychology class started Tuesday and I am actually excited about it! I don't think it is going to be as difficult as my last class and most of the material seems very interesting! Matthew is showing off a lot these days..he is VERY intelligent and friendly! He says a lot of different words and comes up with something new to show me everday! He waves and says hi to every stranger and is constantly making me and his daddy laugh till we cry! Billy is almost perfect in my eyes...he works so hard and never complains! We enjoy our times together..he recently just purchased a new laptop for school. Anyone want to buy an older laptop!?! Hopefully we can sale it and get some much needed cash! Other then that its a busy next three weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2258252648717110403-7960537624523533621?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7960537624523533621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=7960537624523533621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/7960537624523533621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/7960537624523533621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-vacation.html' title='After Vacation!'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SjrSsuu2ZsI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_MZcHvB7huE/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp53655%29nu%3D32%28+%29479%29289%29WSNRCG%3D3278%3B%3B+842337nu0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-5322548556072706754</id><published>2009-05-23T20:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T12:58:59.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister's Keeper..Wanna See Movie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/ShieZUcDVmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/A7N0kfA462k/s1600-h/my-sisters-keeper-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/ShieZUcDVmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/A7N0kfA462k/s320/my-sisters-keeper-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339191516068009570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay so this movie comes out June 26 and I am dying to see it..I love Cameron Diaz and this trailer alone just makes me want to get some popcorn and a tissue box! I am debating if I want to read the book first or watch the movie before I read the book! Check out the link and tell me this is sooo "A Wanna See Movie"!&lt;br /&gt;http://movies.yahoo.com/summer-movies/my-sisters-keeper/1810003155&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-5322548556072706754?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://movies.yahoo.com/summer-movies/my-sisters-keeper/1810003155' title='My Sister&apos;s Keeper..Wanna See Movie!'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://movies.yahoo.com/summer-movies/my-sisters-keeper/1810003155' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/5322548556072706754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=5322548556072706754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/5322548556072706754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/5322548556072706754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-sisters-keeperwanna-see-movie.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Keeper..Wanna See Movie!'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/ShieZUcDVmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/A7N0kfA462k/s72-c/my-sisters-keeper-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-780528452055731622</id><published>2009-05-23T12:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T12:57:34.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Couldn't Come Soon Enough!</title><content type='html'>So I am really excited because Monday is my last day of school..I get a three week break!!!! My plans are to first visit my Paw Paw in Slidell for a couple of days because his days are limited. The cancer is winning and I need to spend some time with him (prayers are appreciated). Then I am going to come home clean house and pack for Alabama. I am super excited about going to the beach and having no worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday I had a Food Stamps appointment at 7:30 in the morning..Matthew and I got there and waited 3 hours to be seen. The receptionists were very unfriendly and treated me horribly. After an hour of waiting Matthew of course became frustrated and started running around screaming and trying to tear the place apart. In the process of running after him someone stole my cell phone out of my purse. I had left the diaper bag on top of my purse under my chair and some awful person, who witnessed me stressing out over my precious child took it! So I was a little aggravated, but did not have a moment to take it all in..then they called my name..we went in the back and the mean ol' lady told me we made too much to receive food stamps! Not only did I waste three valuable hours of my day, my cell phone was stolen from me and for what!? Nothing..it was an awful day, but my amazing husband made it better by taking me out..we had crawfish and beer and it was awesome! Matthew is away at my mom's for the weekend so I can put all my attention on my finals! Ready for VACATION!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-780528452055731622?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/780528452055731622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=780528452055731622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/780528452055731622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/780528452055731622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacation-couldnt-come-soon-enough.html' title='Vacation Couldn&apos;t Come Soon Enough!'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-2751182804256947119</id><published>2009-05-08T23:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:20:22.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MTg*MjcyNjM5MCZwdD*xMjQxODQyODA2NzE4JnA9MTc5MDUxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz1hNDYwZjIyZTZjOWM*NmRhOGYwMzUzYjdhMzdkMjhmNiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.picture2life.com/Explore/jlmoody0121/3924486' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img border='0' src='http://img002.picture2life.net/3924486/CIMG1628_1_web-small_medium.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-2751182804256947119?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2751182804256947119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=2751182804256947119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/2751182804256947119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/2751182804256947119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-1517692221020296672</id><published>2009-05-08T22:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:12:07.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>So..Billy is done with Chili's in Alexandria (Thank you Jesus!) and we have moved to good ol' Lafayette! So far so good..I have gotten pretty familiar with everything and I'm finding my way around. I miss my sister a lot and my close friends. I love Billy's new work schedule..I see him a lot more and that is always a good thing. He is able to spend more time with Matthew and I. My awesome in-laws got us a membership to Red's gym and we are there a lot. I Really Love my new house and dishwasher! I am adjusting well and have some old friends from Natchitoches that live here. I am still doing school online and have a little less than a year until I will have a degree in psychology. Then its off to pursue a masters (most likely through University of Laffy) Bill really likes his new job at Zea's restaurant, where he is cooking. He has moved up and his managers are constantly praising him! Matthew is perfect and he amazes me everyday! He started walking right after Easter and is now trying to run! He talks really well for his age and laughs at the simplest things (Just like his mommy!) Life is good, we are blessed and thankful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-1517692221020296672?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1517692221020296672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=1517692221020296672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/1517692221020296672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/1517692221020296672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/05/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-2914802217608738097</id><published>2009-05-01T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:46:49.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Forward...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_pNfepueI/AAAAAAAAANg/JOd1j1AH8GY/s1600-h/l_8ef75fb0a3ce4c6d941f5ba41124b28f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_pNfepueI/AAAAAAAAANg/JOd1j1AH8GY/s320/l_8ef75fb0a3ce4c6d941f5ba41124b28f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332236901827590626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_pNX7qhlI/AAAAAAAAANo/6_2zWax_OHg/s1600-h/DSCF0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_pNX7qhlI/AAAAAAAAANo/6_2zWax_OHg/s320/DSCF0647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332236899801794130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_pNiXlrLI/AAAAAAAAANw/E6tcqO7KlYQ/s1600-h/l_1b918504383e4f3a952d8de6b5d17e4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_pNiXlrLI/AAAAAAAAANw/E6tcqO7KlYQ/s320/l_1b918504383e4f3a952d8de6b5d17e4f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332236902603271346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_nEBs9IaI/AAAAAAAAANA/aRffjiehZYM/s1600-h/picture2life_44666_original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_nEBs9IaI/AAAAAAAAANA/aRffjiehZYM/s320/picture2life_44666_original.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332234540192440738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_no347j0I/AAAAAAAAANI/-3ZFqfeHMok/s1600-h/76096823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_no347j0I/AAAAAAAAANI/-3ZFqfeHMok/s320/76096823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332235173213474626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_no_VQC2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/kUvchpAXsfM/s1600-h/l_0f12c3795c024041b0d67690e46c6a33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_no_VQC2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/kUvchpAXsfM/s320/l_0f12c3795c024041b0d67690e46c6a33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332235175211305826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_npGWz_aI/AAAAAAAAANY/dBsshzoMVEs/s1600-h/l_d96e42678260470ea1d056f8fc3ee55a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_npGWz_aI/AAAAAAAAANY/dBsshzoMVEs/s320/l_d96e42678260470ea1d056f8fc3ee55a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332235177096904098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPsrGB_uDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mjGNxSaVV3k/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPsrGB_uDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mjGNxSaVV3k/s320/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319855809952200754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPsrOY10qI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4RTb_0nmPH8/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPsrOY10qI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4RTb_0nmPH8/s320/Picture+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319855812195504802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPt0rfpG2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bLe3CUfeugA/s1600-h/baby+boy+%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPt0rfpG2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bLe3CUfeugA/s320/baby+boy+%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319857074139110242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then we've just enjoyed life and growing! There are so many precious moments, some captured on film and video..others are just locked into our hearts for only us to know and cherish forever. Here are some pictures to get a glimpse into our life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPhtyTW_PI/AAAAAAAAALI/K4Em6IFyvnk/s1600-h/CIMG0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPhtyTW_PI/AAAAAAAAALI/K4Em6IFyvnk/s320/CIMG0323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319843761568021746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPi-eMq_yI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oP76clnCSik/s1600-h/CIMG0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPi-eMq_yI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oP76clnCSik/s320/CIMG0312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319845147740667682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPjJ5BiaPI/AAAAAAAAALY/z6kSptho660/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPjJ5BiaPI/AAAAAAAAALY/z6kSptho660/s320/DSC00205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319845343920285938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPpbkASx5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/JsXjjXVFhEU/s1600-h/my+daddy+is+my+best+friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPpbkASx5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/JsXjjXVFhEU/s320/my+daddy+is+my+best+friend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319852244585334674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPt0PqQTLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Y78Ebw4HZfM/s1600-h/CIMG0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPt0PqQTLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Y78Ebw4HZfM/s320/CIMG0637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319857066667429042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPsqlfd6tI/AAAAAAAAAMI/iJyVUVEb-Ow/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp5343%3B%29nu%3D32%28+%29479%29289%29WSNRCG%3D323898%3B26%3B%2847nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPsqlfd6tI/AAAAAAAAAMI/iJyVUVEb-Ow/s320/232323232%257Ffp5343%3B%29nu%3D32%28+%29479%29289%29WSNRCG%3D323898%3B26%3B%2847nu0mrj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319855801217444562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPkozhqW5I/AAAAAAAAALw/DVW3ZM-W7r4/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPkozhqW5I/AAAAAAAAALw/DVW3ZM-W7r4/s320/Picture+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319846974531984274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPp_XKP_zI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4WxG7ta6zRM/s1600-h/Picture+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPp_XKP_zI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4WxG7ta6zRM/s320/Picture+145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319852859612725042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPsqgO4NaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ucsHwxgOzlw/s1600-h/CIMG1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPsqgO4NaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ucsHwxgOzlw/s320/CIMG1544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319855799805687202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPj41RgbpI/AAAAAAAAALo/COiBe2pEGDw/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPj41RgbpI/AAAAAAAAALo/COiBe2pEGDw/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319846150367374994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPjZnHBVWI/AAAAAAAAALg/OnuyDA18fKE/s1600-h/baby+boy+%2826%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPjZnHBVWI/AAAAAAAAALg/OnuyDA18fKE/s320/baby+boy+%2826%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319845613989352802" 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/2258252648717110403-2914802217608738097?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=45884cdc60c035e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2914802217608738097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=2914802217608738097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/2914802217608738097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/2914802217608738097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/04/fast-forward.html' title='Fast Forward...'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/Sf_pNfepueI/AAAAAAAAANg/JOd1j1AH8GY/s72-c/l_8ef75fb0a3ce4c6d941f5ba41124b28f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-7892154086719345477</id><published>2009-04-01T15:55:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:45:27.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our wedding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPWrNgb6CI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2UglfWw2HDc/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp533%3B2%29nu%3D3238%2989+%29288%29232989+379293ot1lsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPWrNgb6CI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2UglfWw2HDc/s320/232323232%257Ffp533%3B2%29nu%3D3238%2989+%29288%29232989+379293ot1lsi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319831622703114274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other best day of my life was August 9, 2008..the day I married the love of my life. The planning was stressful, but it was so well worth it! Rehearsal went well also! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPV6jAdgKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PW3cgDLuvyY/s1600-h/l_c1d639c470aae9273d344e6d25181d08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPV6jAdgKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PW3cgDLuvyY/s320/l_c1d639c470aae9273d344e6d25181d08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319830786660991138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it could have last a week! It was so romantic, sweet and FUN! Everything turned out the way I dreamed it...I cried like a baby during the ceremony, Billy teared up too(even though he Hates to admit it!) We had plenty of friends and family show up to share in on the day. We danced and laughed and I did not want the night to end! We took a cruise for our honeymoon to the Bahamas, Honduras, Cozumel, &amp;amp; Belize..we miss it so much! Memories that will last a lifetime!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPWSjePF7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gCZSejd2bwc/s1600-h/DSC02284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPWSjePF7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gCZSejd2bwc/s320/DSC02284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319831199102736306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPW-TTRajI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CxgUsmrSBgY/s1600-h/jes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPW-TTRajI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CxgUsmrSBgY/s320/jes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319831950676027954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPXLjFVYwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9bR9gdPfcW8/s1600-h/n23409570_42457524_8547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPXLjFVYwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9bR9gdPfcW8/s320/n23409570_42457524_8547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319832178250834690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPajGDq_WI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fMnhTE3HaSg/s1600-h/510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPajGDq_WI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fMnhTE3HaSg/s320/510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319835881310977378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPat272s-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/hSMnvwj7Sv8/s1600-h/l_299a234251e6237059ddef02cd9d272f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPat272s-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/hSMnvwj7Sv8/s320/l_299a234251e6237059ddef02cd9d272f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319836066230219746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPbGYKjGUI/AAAAAAAAALA/mVa6BlwNaUQ/s1600-h/n23409570_42457494_2773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPbGYKjGUI/AAAAAAAAALA/mVa6BlwNaUQ/s320/n23409570_42457494_2773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319836487467080002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-7892154086719345477?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7892154086719345477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=7892154086719345477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/7892154086719345477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/7892154086719345477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-wedding.html' title='Our wedding...'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPWrNgb6CI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2UglfWw2HDc/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp533%3B2%29nu%3D3238%2989+%29288%29232989+379293ot1lsi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-3592972663896419419</id><published>2009-04-01T15:15:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:51:25.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew's Birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPRwqMmTDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/98x4a9doB6w/s1600-h/CIMG0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPRwqMmTDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/98x4a9doB6w/s320/CIMG0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319826218745744434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPSTun6LjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ZdgRK_GuvJw/s1600-h/CIMG0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPSTun6LjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ZdgRK_GuvJw/s320/CIMG0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319826821229456946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My due date was February 5, 2008 and I thought I would be early because of the size of my stomach. I believed if I did not have him early I would burst like some kind of bomb, there was no possible way I could go on any longer. I was miserable towards the end..I couldn't tie my shoes, couldn't see my feet and if I sat down I needed some help getting back up. I felt handicapped, like a turtle on its back and all you can do is kick, hoping someone will come to rescue you and put you back in the right position. So when February 7th came and he still wasn't here I was more then desperate to get him out of me. The entire day I thought of ways to trick him..I walked at least a mile, I danced &amp;amp; even stood on a chair and jumped down hoping gravity would have some kind of effect on labor, I continued these tiring efforts until midnight. The week before I was having Braxton Hitch contractions and the doctor told me I was one and a half centimeters dilated and 90% effaced. I was positive he would be here by now and felt hopeless. The next morning, February 8th the "fake contractions" became worst..I couldn't not sit still. Billy went into work around ten that morning and I started timing the contractions like my doc told me. They were fifteen minutes apart for about two hours! I called my mom and said "He will  be here tonight"! She came over and she helped me time the contractions and they were right on time. I watched lots of scary movies that day, slept a little and prayed hard! By 2 :00 the contractions were about 13 minutes apart and I was so excited. I called Billy at work and he said he would come home if I needed him to, but I insisted he stayed until the contractions were closer or if I was in pain. That night around 7:00 p.m. my sister and grandparents arrived and I made sure we had everything we needed in our bags. We waited and waited and I was not in any pain. Billy arived around 9:00 and my mother insisted we get some sleep! We were so excited but decided to lay down for a while. Around 11:30 we finally shut our eyes and my grandparents were debating rather or not they should stay. At midnight the worst pain of my life shot through my stomach and I screamed. My mom rushed to the door to stop my grandparents, and Billy looked at me and asked "Is it time?" I waited and it happened again..tears came down my face and he knew the answer. He packed the car as my sister tried to help me to the next room. I could barley walk and cried out of pain and fear. Everyone got into their vehicles and My sister rode with Billy and I. The ride over there was scary as I realized this was going to be a lot harder then I thought.&lt;br /&gt;As I lay in the hospital bed expecting to hear I was at least 6 centimeters and that Matthew would be here in no time, my hopes became dim as I looked at my nurse's face. She told us that I was only 2 CENTIMERS! I was completely efaced, so I would have to stay (Little did they know I was NOT going home either way!) The nurse also told me I could not recieve an epidural until I was at least 4 or 5 centimeters. I thought that those three little centimeters were just around the corner and Oh how wrong I was! It took eight hours for me to recieve my epidural and those eight hours were the most difficult and physically painful experience of my life! At one point (when the contractions were thirty seconds apart) I looked at the exhausted zombie who resembled Billy and told him "I am about to pass away, please tell my family I love them" funny now, but I was so serious! I had nothing left in me as I prayed for 10 centimeter to quickly come! The nurse came in eight hours later and told me that I was 4 centimeters and could recieve the epidural. EIGHT HOURS and all that got me was 2 more centimeters! You know that feeling of a good laugh, good food or what a great sunny day gives you...well that is how I describe an epidural. After that beautiful shot it was smooth sailing..I passed out and waited for my stubborn child to arrive. I had what they call a "hot spot", where there is an area that can still feel pain, but I DID NOT CARE. The pain was nothing to what I endured in the previous hours. Around noon I looked over at my passed out sister and Billy as the nurse checked to see how many centimeters I was..she said I was 9 1/2 and we would start to push soon. Tasha awoke to freshen me up (brush my hair and apply some blush). Billy came in the room and the nurse told him it was time to help me push! We did this exhausting routine for about thirty minutes. The doctor came in and said it was time to have a baby! The Fourteen hours of pain and exhaustion was so well worth it and I forgot all of it once Bill placed Matthew in my arms. We cried as he cried..and could not believe that we could love someone so much that we had just met. It was the happiest day of our lives..he was perfect and healthy. Everything else around us was a blur when he locked eyes with me and Billy. Our family was complete! Matthew Alan Fontenot was born February 9, 2008 at 1: 34 p.m. He was 8 pounds 1 1/2 ounces and 21 1/2 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPSvnvr5dI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wXRTG8vocdY/s1600-h/CIMG0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPSvnvr5dI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wXRTG8vocdY/s320/CIMG0223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319827300419364306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPS9gWLoLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/XwotL7Bz6ws/s1600-h/our+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPS9gWLoLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/XwotL7Bz6ws/s320/our+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319827538951512242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPTP8QoUVI/AAAAAAAAAJs/XwVCWwV96Og/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPTP8QoUVI/AAAAAAAAAJs/XwVCWwV96Og/s320/hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319827855682064722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2258252648717110403-3592972663896419419?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3592972663896419419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=3592972663896419419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3592972663896419419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3592972663896419419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/04/matthews-birth.html' title='Matthew&apos;s Birth'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPRwqMmTDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/98x4a9doB6w/s72-c/CIMG0181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-8644487440664927785</id><published>2009-04-01T14:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:48:28.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day We Found Out About Matthew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPC0njJHpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-UW2Co_OKzc/s1600-h/labor+i+love+him.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPC0njJHpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-UW2Co_OKzc/s320/labor+i+love+him.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319809794080054930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPC76IiTnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GTN-qq1cutI/s1600-h/matthews+mommy+and+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPC76IiTnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GTN-qq1cutI/s320/matthews+mommy+and+daddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319809919327817330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had been feeling a little sick, I told Billy and he said to just drink orange juice. The last thing on our minds was pregnancy, because I was taking the pill. I was a couple of days late, so on my way to work I had a gut instinct to go to Wal-mart and pick up some pregnancy tests. I didn't tell Bill because I didn't see a need on worrying him. So I purchased them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;went into Chili's bathroom and took one test. The results were not very clear. It was just one line up and down. Not a plus or minus sign. So one of my friends that I worked with happened to be 4 months pregnant at the time and I asked her what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;she thought. She looked at me and said without hesitation "You're Pregnant!" I didn't believe her and took the other one. The second test of course came out positive and I was in disbelief. Ten minutes after I find out I wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;s expecting I had to wait on a table. Those poor people probably had the worst service of their life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Meanwhile, Billy was at home and had to be at work at 3:30, I was scheduled to leave around that time and I was hoping that I would miss him. I didn't want to give him the big news until we were both home. Of course my luck he runs into me just before I am about to leave. I kept m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y cool and he didn't suspect a th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ing. I had so many things running through my head about how I was going to tell Billy. I was such a mess, that w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hen I pulled up to the house I locked my keys in the car. Story of my life, if it's not one thing its another!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Later around midnight he arrived home and could tell that something was wrong (tears running down my face &amp;amp; hundreds of snotty rags surrounding me probably gave them the hint). Billy was not prepared for what I was about to tell him. I took a deep breath and told him we were going to have a baby. He sat there for about two minutes speechless until I busted into tears. He grabbed me told me it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;was going to be okay and that he loved me very much. I wanted to get the pregnancy tests to show him but they were locked in the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, He laughed at my story and made me feel so secure, I knew he was going to take care of us and all my worries disappeared. Billy soon started managing for Chili's and I went back to school for psychology through the University of Phoenix online. We adjusted to changes and our love for each other grew more and more everyday. We were excited about meeting our little boy, but had no idea how much our lives would change for the better! Here are some pics of the pregnancy and my growing belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO9BLQi9_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/3FnZkqRHTsg/s1600-h/39+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO9BLQi9_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/3FnZkqRHTsg/s320/39+weeks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319803412754397170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO8Oec4pxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/34GqunGwDBU/s1600-h/9+months..39+wks+and+2+days.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO8Oec4pxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/34GqunGwDBU/s320/9+months..39+wks+and+2+days.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319802541733095186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO9r5Au4bI/AAAAAAAAAI0/IHtNHCBW7EE/s1600-h/IMG_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO9r5Au4bI/AAAAAAAAAI0/IHtNHCBW7EE/s320/IMG_0710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319804146590605746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-8644487440664927785?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8644487440664927785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=8644487440664927785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/8644487440664927785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/8644487440664927785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-we-found-out-about-matthew_01.html' title='The Day We Found Out About Matthew'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdPC0njJHpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-UW2Co_OKzc/s72-c/labor+i+love+him.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-3347356051775690513</id><published>2009-04-01T13:09:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:46:11.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy in Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO6N2aJfrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pWl4jFMzlpA/s1600-h/IMGP1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO6N2aJfrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pWl4jFMzlpA/s320/IMGP1114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319800331960942258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Time f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;lys by when your crazy in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; love. With in n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;o ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; at all Billy and I had become very serious. Started dating March 8, 2007 and by mid April we made the decisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;on to move in together. I was not living in the best envioronment, no place to do laundry and no kitchen. Billy hated his roomates and was paying a lot for his small place. We worked with a good friend named Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;m who was stuck in a bind. His roomates moved out without telling him and he did not have the money t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;o pay for thier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;part of the rent. He knew about my situation and him and billy called and asked if I wanted to help him o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ut and move in..I did not hesitate and said SURE! Billy then made t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;he suggestion about all three of us living together since I was usually at his place or he was at mine. It shocked me on how confident and secure he was in our relationship, but we were both spontaneous and loved the idea of seeing each other every waking minute! So there we were in love with my best friend/ co-worker, living together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; only after a month o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;f dating and living life in the fast lane! We were a bunch of reblious kids..concerts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, trips to Miami and having as much fun as possible..things were about to change DRASTICALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Y!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO3bxosafI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pzTwm_Xdzzo/s1600-h/IMAG0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO3bxosafI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pzTwm_Xdzzo/s320/IMAG0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319797272663058930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO5m5ebAxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/T5PFwUpTLuE/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO5m5ebAxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/T5PFwUpTLuE/s320/DSC00105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319799662769275666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-3347356051775690513?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3347356051775690513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=3347356051775690513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3347356051775690513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3347356051775690513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazy-in-love.html' title='Crazy in Love!'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SdO6N2aJfrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pWl4jFMzlpA/s72-c/IMGP1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258252648717110403.post-3843690721063438684</id><published>2008-11-26T20:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:44:22.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Begginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So..How can I make this short &amp;amp; simple? Well I can't, its just not possible. Billy moved from his hometown of Jennings, Louisiana in 2006. He decided to give college a break and pursue some real adventure. Some of his good friends and him decided to start a band. That is my husband, the risk taker moved to Natchitoches, Louisiana. I was working at Chili's and of course the band idea fell through and he got a real job at Chili's also. I was engaged at the time whenever Billy walked through Chili's doors with his crazy hair and rock star style. He says he could not take his eyes off me and always thought about pursuing the "cute hostess" at the door. I did not think much, until one of my  friends gave him a makeover and all I can say was "Wow our bartender sure is hot!"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4IfToKCjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/43SNleprT6A/s1600-h/chilis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4IfToKCjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/43SNleprT6A/s320/chilis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273161547635100210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister and Bill became  friends, since we all three worked together and she says he was always asking about me and the stability of my engagement. Well of course I became single and Billy and I became very good friends. I had no idea he was interested in me and thought he was a typical flirt/player. Young girls flung at him left and right and he would come back to me and share all the details. And Yes I was a little jealous. I kept wondering why not me...I was freshly single for the&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; first time in three years, but did not want to be just another one of his girls. I dated some and they were all complete l&lt;/span&gt;osers! Billy did not understand why I kept going after the same ol' idiots. I gave up on men and focused on school. I can remember the first time Billy gave me the hint that he liked me. He walked into Chili's after being gone for two weeks and sat at my table alone. He asked if I would be his server and we sat and talked for a while. He flirted some and I could not help but think he was charming. I went home that night and realized I liked him. March 8, 2008 a year and a half of a great friendship ended between Billy and I...he kissed me :) One night at work, we decided to help out our manager and clean the restaurant. Along with some of our friends we ate pizza and had a few beers. Towards the end of the night our co-workers played drinking games, while Bill and I kept painting and cleaning. He walked over to me, grabbed my hand and asked "U want to make out in the freezer"? I looked at him speechless and let it take a minute to sink in, then replied yes. Even though it was cold and at Chili's family restaurant, it was the best kiss ever! At that moment Billy stole my heart forever. Later that night a couple of our friends and I went to Billy's place. Bill and I stayed up until the early morning hours talking about everything. He confessed that he had liked me for a long time and told me he wanted us to continue. Bill had me wrapped like a little 8th grade school girl. The next day he called everyone we knew and told him the big news..that we were a couple :) I don't know I ever managed without him. He changed my life for the better and still is my best friend. Here are some pictures of us from the beg ginning..seems like such a long time ago!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4IfTb3xhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fbiwmjcYYCw/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4IfTb3xhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fbiwmjcYYCw/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273161547583571474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4GrRH6oZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YqTCRKICN_8/s1600-h/n62003188_31178621_6393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4GrRH6oZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YqTCRKICN_8/s200/n62003188_31178621_6393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273159554098176402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4GrKdAalI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Uqz3gqQxMK4/s1600-h/kissses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4GrKdAalI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Uqz3gqQxMK4/s200/kissses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273159552307587666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4GryVbS9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Lamp9ArfMts/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4GryVbS9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Lamp9ArfMts/s200/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273159563013213138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4GrZh6AuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ucmcjugTkuE/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4GrZh6AuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ucmcjugTkuE/s200/Picture+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273159556354671330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2258252648717110403-3843690721063438684?l=billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3843690721063438684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2258252648717110403&amp;postID=3843690721063438684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3843690721063438684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2258252648717110403/posts/default/3843690721063438684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyandjessfontenot.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-begginning_26.html' title='In The Begginning...'/><author><name>Billy and Jessica Fontenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14508598223294795974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SPRDtez39bI/AAAAAAAAACs/aqvmSSgNP5A/S220/l_5d63eb3322c11517a7e4fbdabd7112d7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMWimwRDn30/SS4IfToKCjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/43SNleprT6A/s72-c/chilis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
