tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17620067269060503152024-03-05T14:42:21.849-08:00The Little LoopThe Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.comBlogger143125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-21570791820325544402018-01-05T20:52:00.003-08:002018-01-05T20:52:36.966-08:00Just Some Random Thoughts Five Years Later(At some point, I really should write a blog post introducing Penelope Quinn Little to this blog, just so that she thinks that I was aware of her existence. ;)<br />
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Shawn ran off to the deer lease tonight with his Dad last minute, so I had the pleasure of putting the kids to bed alone. Lex was already asleep downstairs, so I carried him to his bed and got him all tucked in. Easy peasy.<br />
Penny had been asleep, but was now screaming and crying in the hallway- clearly she had been woken up and was extremely unhappy about it. I carried her to my room, changed her diaper (read: wrestled an alligator), and she was yelling at me to "toggle" her (snuggle), so I handed her her Rocky Raccoon me-me and gladly obliged.<br />
She fell asleep almost immediately, and I just stared at her little toddler face, mouth open breathing.<br />
I just can't get over the fact that in two months, she will be three years old. She forms whole sentences now, repeats every word (Note to self- write about Pitch Perfect incident) and can clearly tell me what she needs at this point in her life.<br />
Some things have gotten easier, especially here lately. It's a conflicting stage to be in...to have lived in chaos- true, utter, sanity-threatening chaos for so long, and for things to start to feel more stable. It's almost like an identity crisis. I'll gladly move out of this stage of life, but I'm having to re-teach myself some key things that most adults don't lose. Having a rhythm to household tasks and chores, eating healthy because I have some time to meal plan, exercise again. It's so great, and don't get me wrong- life is still chaotic (I think with 4 kids it always will be), but I'm starting to not wish away every day anymore.<br />
And that's when it hit me, just like everyone always said it would. I wished to go back in time for just a millisecond and hold little, tiny, sweet baby Penny again. To have her squishy little cheeks and gingerish hair in my arms again.<br />
I'm going to be real honest for a sec here. I don't remember much of the past few years. It both scares and saddens me, but when I go into self-preservation mode (i.e. the past 3 years), my memory takes a backseat. Thank the Lord for Facebook, Timehop and Instagram.<br />
In that moment, I grappled for one real, solid memory of holding baby Penny, and came up short.<br />
And then the mom-guilt hit so hard. Why did I wish that time away? Why did I get so mad when seasoned moms said the old "You'll wish for these days back!" Why did I bury my head in the sand, and just survive instead of enjoy and hold and relish?<br />
And then, almost as if it's becoming second nature, I gave myself some grace.<br />
"Those were h-a-r-d times, friend. (Yes, I call myself friend in my head.) You for sure did the very best that you could. Lex was so freaking hard to handle- so angry and difficult at times. Birdie was so freaking hard to parent- she would hit and destroy and just be a disaster. And then you threw in another baby. While you were living with your parents (thank God for them) and building a new house (SO stressful!!!) You have dealt with unimaginable panic attacks and anxiety since Lex's birth. You had to go into survival mode to do just that- survive. You're coming out of that, but you won't shame the woman you've had to be the past few years to get through those years."<br />
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Grace is so good, and so healing. Jesus extends it to us, and may we learn from him and extend it to ourselves also. On the daily.<br />
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Also- I'm going to rock the teenage years. I can just feel it.The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-36257259073647025872013-05-01T21:24:00.001-07:002013-05-01T21:45:03.298-07:00The One Where I Can Write About My Labor and Delivery And Never Think About It Again...Dear, Sweet Lex. My darling, darling boy. As your mother, I never want you to experience any type of pain that can be described as "agony". Having said this, you will never really know enough about what women go through to ever really appreciate what I have just gone through to get you on this earth. And that's a little frustrating. Just know that when you are old enough to make your own money, I expect flowers every year on your birthday. Yes, YOUR birthday. :)<br />
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So, throughout this pregnancy I had Braxton Hicks contractions (pretty much from the get go), but when I hit 38 weeks they started to feel different. For a few days, I had contractions that would come and go, getting so intense and close together at times that we thought "this is it!" and even packed and got in the van one time, only to have them stop completely. It was a very confusing couple of days! On Thursday, March 7th at around 2am, I woke up and felt like my water had broken. I walked around a little, and sure enough it had! I called the midwife who was on call, and she said if I wasn't having consistent, uncomfortable contractions then I could stay home for a while to labor, but to call back around 8am if things hadn't picked up. </div>
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Around 7am I started having some slightly uncomfortable contractions, but nothing too intense so I waited until 8am to call again. I called, and they recommended that I go ahead and come in to the hospital around 9am. So we got up and packed, shipped the girls off to Mother's Day Out with Granna and Rae Rae, and headed to Texas Children's Pavilion for Woman (after picking up breakfast, of course:). We got there, got checked in, settled into a Labor and Delivery room and waited a few minutes for the midwife to get there. Granna, Rae Rae and Auntie L (with Norah) met us there, too. Dawn was the midwife on call that day, so she was the one who would be delivering Lex. She checked me at around 10am and said that I was barely dilated to one cm, and that Lex was at a -5 station...he was basically floating and not at all engaged or "dropped". </div>
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Dawn said she recommended that we go ahead and start pitocin even though she knew I didn't want pitocin this time around. She said we could wait an hour or two to start it to see if I could get my contractions going a little stronger, but since I had been contracting for days with nothing to show for it, she felt that pitocin was inevitable and delaying it would only make me more tired.</div>
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I agreed to pitocin, but we discussed the possibility of an epidural if I felt like the pain became unmanageable. I remembered Charlotte's birth with pitocin a little too clearly and wanted an "out" if I felt like my labor became too intense.</div>
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We started pitocin at around 11:30, and it definitely felt like labor, but was still bearable at that point. At around 2:30pm they felt like I wasn't progressing fast enough so they bumped up my pitocin. From that point on, my contractions were beyond painful. Almost immediately, I felt like I needed to push. Dawn checked my progress, and flat out refused to tell me what I was dilated to (which was SO maddening. In retrospect, there were many things I was unhappy about and things that could have been handled differently.) I found out later I was only dilated to 4cm. I did at this point ask for pain meds in my IV and got something that I can't remember the name of. I just remember thinking that it made life so happy and really made me feel like I could do it. And then *literally* ten minutes later it had worn off. I spent the next 2-3 hours crying, yelling, moaning...like a scene from a movie where the woman in labor is very loud and everyone on the floor is scared to death to have their baby. It was pure agony. At some point, Shawn asked Dawn if we could go ahead and get an epidural. I gladly agreed and asked to get the ball rolling. Dawn said she would make me a deal. I told her I knew how their deals worked...she would stall on the epidural just long enough for me to have the baby, and I assured her that I wanted the epidural. She said that they would start the IV fluids necessary for the epidural and that once those had gone through, then they could call the anesthesiologist, and it would take him about 30 minutes to get here from that point. I remember thinking at that point "It should NOT take that long!", but I was pretty much out of my mind from pain and so I just agreed. At some point during this process, Granna and Rae Rae couldn't take it anymore and had to leave, but Auntie L stayed by me with Shawn (or Daddy...I forget what vantage point I'm writing this from now...) and held my hand and encouraged me (which I remember being a little bossy about. I clearly remember crying and asking "Will someone please tell me that I can do this??" after every. single. agonizing. contraction.) I ended up progressing to an 8 about 45 minutes later, and was ready to push about 20-30 minutes after that, so I never did get that epidural. When it was time to push, Auntie L ran out of the room, and I had to lay flat on my back because Lex's head could not get under my pelvic bone. I only pushed for about 5 minutes, and I finally understood what some of my friends meant when they said that pushing brought them relief. I finally got to meet my sweet boy. It was, of course, all worth every moment. There were just a few moments I would rather forget. :)</div>
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The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-38308085319043580872013-04-06T20:11:00.002-07:002013-04-06T20:11:21.915-07:00Yep! She's Two.If I only end up posting twice a year (soon to be three times) on my kid's birthdays, that's okay with me... being a mom doesn't afford me much extra time to blog about the children I am always chasing. It means I've got more important things to be doing. Also, I'm super unorganized and quite often unmotivated :)<br />
So this post is all about my little Birdie...<br />
Sweet Birdie. I would like to say "How are you two already?!", but I feel like you are every day of two years old. You have been quite a trip since birth. You do one thing amazingly well (many things, but this in particular is an art form): you keep us on our toes! We never know what to expect from you....if you are going to hit, kiss, jump off of something, smile the biggest crazy smile, or go from barely speaking to complete sentences. You do everything in your own time, that's for sure. Here is what you currently do:<br />
-Talk. A lot! You repeat everything, and literally went from saying a handful of words to speaking in sentences. You love to say "NO NO Doggie!" every chance you get, "Westie!" (or "Baby Westie!" You take that 8 week age difference seriously), You sing Taylor Swift "We are Never Getting Back Together" and have perfect timing when she sings "Like........EVER." You also love to sing "Happy To you!" (happy birthday to you), "Thank you God" before meals, "Cold Ousiiiiiiiide" (Baby It's Cold Outside...in fact, you don't ever say something is "cold"...It's always "cold ousiiiide"),<br />
-You LOVE your Yi Yi. If she gets in trouble, you run over to me, yell "NO! Yi Yi!!" and run back to your sister, shush and pat and hug her, then run back to scold me again. Repeat 10 times. You are also a typical little sister. You love to terrorize Lorelai, and will hit her, then kiss her and love her, then five minutes later bite her, etc. You're lucky she's so passive or you'd be getting a beat down quite often :)<br />
-You also love your Westie and Baby (Norah) and LOVE to mother them. You treat Weston like he is years younger and needs your help with everything. You constantly bring him his sippy cup and ask if he needs help. You're also doing your best to show your Auntie up as a mother. You are always bringing Norah her blanket, trying to take her from Auntie L, and shushing and patting her. You are doing a lot better at obeying commands so I'm getting less scared about you smothering your baby brother.<br />
-You have no idea what's about to happen in your life, but you always kiss my tummy and say "baby!" and if I ask where brother is, you rub my tummy. I have some of Baby Lex's blankets and clothes in your closet, and you love going in there and holding "Me-me brubber!" (brother's me-me blanket). You are no doubt going to be over the moon for him. I've had some people say that you're probably going to have a hard time not being the baby or getting as much attention once Lex is here, but I know for certain you won't miss a beat. I'm betting you won't even realize anyone in the world exists besides him once he's here. You will finally have your own baby.<br />
-Speaking of babies, you LOVE baby dolls. You carry them around, shush them, rock them, check their diapers for poopoo (not kidding) and use real wipes to change their diaper. You stroll with them in their stroller and put them down to go "night night" in their pack and play. You really, really love playing with most any toys, but babies are certainly your absolute favorite. You even play "airplane" with them the way Beeeeeen (Ben) plays with you, flying them around the room and making whooshing sounds.<br />
-You are a fairly good eater. You really, really love cheese and will eat that anytime. Other than that, you're a little hit or miss, but not too terrible. You'll usually eat at least half of whatever we give you.<br />
-Although you seem to be slowly outgrowing it, for a while we swore you had pica. You wanted (REPEATEDLY) to eat soap, hand sanitizer, wipes (you still love to suck on wipes), and deodorant. You're old enough to understand that you shouldn't eat these things now, but sometimes you will still sneak off for a snack. Gross. :)<br />
-After probably the most exhausting year of my life, as I've mentioned, you are finally starting to understand obedience and consequences. It has really made my life easier. Instead of being totally crazy and out of control, you will for the most part obey yes and no commands. I remember with Lorelai thinking that it wasn't "two" that was hard, it was right before two. So hopefully we are settling into a less psychotic time period :)<br />
-You have almost all of your baby teeth, minus your second molars. All four of your canines are coming in right now, which has been fabulous. You've had some SUPER cranky days, but who wouldn't. That's a lot of sharp teeth to come through at once.<br />
-You love your "Dat!" SO much. when he gets home, you dance and scream until he picks you up. Most mornings, you wake up and say "Where Daddy goooo? He seepin? He wake up?" and I love it. You are perfectly happy with him and just being with him and letting momma rest.<br />
-You of course love the rest of your family, also. They know you love them and think you're so funny when you say their name and want to be with them.<br />
You bring us so much happiness, and it totally outweighs the exhaustion that accompanies taking care of you (thank goodness, or we'd never get babysitters! :) Happy second birthday, Birdie!<br />
A few snapshots from the past year...<br />
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First time to pull up in the crib:<br />
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Playing on the iPad...<br />
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In Tennessee!<br />
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In Hot Water Springs, Arkansas (on our way home from TN):<br />
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First wasp sting (from crawling in Lance's dog igloo) :(<br />
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Waiting for BBQ outside at Franklins (Austin, Tx):<br />
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After busting your nose by falling in the fish pond in our backyard (that Yi Yi both caused and rescued you from...she moved the gate and let you by the pond, but dragged you out when you fell in head-first):<br />
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At Rae Rae and Uncle Ben's wedding!<br />
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Christmas party at school!<br />
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You like to kiss the baby on the wall (aka yourself):<br />
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Angry bird!<br />
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Mr Socko! You like to put socks on your hand and "bite" people with it. It hurts!<br />
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<br />The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-33442866238796379652013-01-02T20:14:00.002-08:002013-01-02T20:56:47.699-08:00Five. (Started on 11/13/12, posted 1/2/2013. I'm a slow writer.)My Sweet Lorelai,<br />
Today, somehow, you turned five years old. It seems like you've been here with us forever, and at the same time, I feel like the last five years have flown by. I'm going to try to describe you, but you are so many different things it is so difficult! I love, love, love who you are. I love your sweet disposition and compassionate nature. I love that you hold your sisters hand, and you like it. I love that you always want to give hugs and kisses, and that you still think I'm so cool.<br />
You love your "Birdie" and hug and kiss her often. I am just starting to see signs of true "sister" behavior... you kick her out of your room sometimes, you boss her around and she screams at you, etc. I am doing my best to cut this behavior off quickly before it turns into true "Katie and Leslie: The Younger Years", although you seem to be more loving then either of us ever were :) If I let the two of you try to duke it out, you are always the one that ends up coming to me crying because Birdie hit/bit/scratched you...but then you forgive her instantly. You truly live in your own world...you like to be left alone, but aren't necessarily the "independent" type who wants to do everything herself. You understand so much at this age and can have real conversations which is simultaneously fantastic and exhausting. You want so badly for everyone to get along and play together, and this usually makes you the peacemaker in social situations (although, you are a little girl and can get sucked into "mean girl" situations).<br />
You are completely exhausting at bedtime (let's keep it real for a second here). You ask for a million things, you always say you're hungry, and you very frequently have "growing pains" (this I believe is legit since your daddy and I had them so bad growing up). It's never a simple "Time for bed!"...it's always you begging for one more book, one more song, one more snack, etc. Please grow out of this.<br />
Also, if we're making requests, please eat at dinnertime. You graze for about an hour and then we give up trying to force you to eat, but you're always "so hungry". At least you always start off so sweet, thanking me over and over for making you such a delicious dinner!<br />
You love all of your Aunties, Uncles, and grandparents and are always excited to see them (and your buddies Weston and "sweet baby Norah", whom you have "fallen in love with").<br />
You are very, VERY excited to meet your baby brother, especially since the first phrase that came out of your mouth when you found out I was pregnant was "I would be grateful if it was a boy!" You got your wish, and always want to feel him moving around and kicking.<br />
You are so smart already and know your alphabet and sounds, can sound out some words, and can copy whole sentences. We are thinking and praying about whether to homeschool you or send you to private or public school. Your opinion on the matter? "I don't care where you send me to school...if it's private or public or homeschool, as long as I can pray to Jesus."<br />
You fill me, your daddy-o and your Birdie with such joy.<br />
We love you, our sweet Lorelai (or Yi-Yi as Birdie calls you).<br />
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We are hand twins!<br />
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Haircut! (after you gave yourself bangs...)<br />
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A new baby on the way...<br />
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After a REALLY rough bout of Hand/Foot/Mouth that included 4 straight days of not eating and hardly drinking anything :(<br />
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Mani/Pedi with Harper!<br />
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Halloween: Amelia Pond and Doctor Who, of course!<br />
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Lorelai and Norah:<br />
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Birdie terrorizing you, trying to steal your food!<br />
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Lorelai is 5! and trying out her new skates...<br />
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And even though this was taken after your birthday, it's awesome.</div>
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<br />The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-20301134972700602742012-08-13T14:24:00.001-07:002013-01-02T20:21:12.378-08:00Because I Don't Want to Forget...This pregnancy has not been simple. It has been rough. And complicated. And I don't want to forget everything I have felt and been through.<br />
First, Shawn wanted to wait a while before we announced it, which...just doesn't happen for me. I hate secrets. I want to shout it out when something good happens. Shawn likes to keep it "just for us" for a while. I complied. He's a part of this too, I guess :)<br />
Secondly, I have been SICK. I think more sick than usual. On average I throw up once or twice a day (and dry heave a lot more than that. Sorry for the details...it's my blog, I can complain if I want.) :) Lorelai has been my saving grace, getting me water when I need it, entertaining Charlotte, and snuggling with me constantly. Periodically through out the day, she'll come up to me, look at me so sympathetically, brush my hair out of my face and say, "Oh honey, I know you feel really sick, but you'll be better soon." Shawn has cooked dinner every night without complaining and is handling everything like a trooper.<br />
Onto the hard part.<br />
Back around 7 weeks (to the day, actually) on a Sunday, I had some unusual bleeding. Unusual, because you aren't suppose to bleed when you're pregnant. It's one of the perks. :)<br />
It wasn't a lot, and I had spotted a little with my other pregnancies, so while I was concerned because it was more than I was use to, I wasn't panicked. I called my midwife, she said it was normal and to just monitor it. Most likely, it meant nothing.<br />
So, I waited. It was the same for about two days. I was calm. I got use to it. Then, Tuesday night, it picked up. I mean, PICKED UP. For the sake of not getting too graphic, just know it was NOT normal. This time, I panicked. I had previously made up my mind that as long as my spotting stayed low key, it was nothing... if it changed, I would know it was a miscarriage.<br />
I called my midwife again, crying this time, and she was cautious. She said she had seen women bleed excessively go on to have a completely healthy, normal pregnancy. But....that was the exception. She said (once again, cautiously) it was likely a miscarriage based on what I was describing, and to expect the bleeding to pick up and to have serious cramping that night. I made an appointment for the next morning to confirm there was no heartbeat and to see what needed to happen next.<br />
I was devastated. I've never experienced a miscarriage before. My heart was broken. I didn't know how we'd tell Lorelai. I was only 7 weeks, but you can do a whole lifetime worth of planning in those few short weeks. Your whole future shifts when you get a positive test. And yes, I was even selfishly a little upset that I had been sick and miserable with no baby to show for it. I had just bought a maternity bridesmaid dress for Rachel's wedding in December. Another reminder there would be no baby bump. I was saying goodbye to this little life. I didn't think I would see it this side of Heaven. I know what this life can look like, and I know that we are not always spared from pain. I cried a lot, then I took something to help me sleep and went to bed expecting to wake up all throughout the night.<br />
The next morning, I woke up and got ready for my appointment. I didn't have the cramping or heavy bleeding overnight, so I was extra grumpy that I would have to have a D&C. A few people told me that could be a good sign, that maybe I wasn't miscarrying. It made me grumpier that they wanted me to get my hopes up, only to have them crushed again.<br />
Shawn and I made it to my appointment, and since we were worked into the schedule, had to wait about two hours. Longest two hours of my life. One of the sweet midwives (and the most motherly- God knew who I needed) Theodora came in and got the ultrasound machine ready. She sympathized with me. She moved the ultrasound screen to where I could see it and searched for what seemed like forever. I was only 7 1/2 weeks, remember...not always so easy to spot the baby fast, and she told me that before she got started.<br />
Then, we found it. For what seemed (once again) like forever, she scanned it, not seeing any movement. Then...a heartbeat. She and I saw it at the same time. I can't describe what a sweet sight it was. It was so beautiful. I totally lost it (this may or may not have been the first time I have ever cried when seeing a heartbeat on an ultrasound...). Theodora said the heart beat was strong and fast and that this was a healthy baby. She took the ultrasound picture to the sonographer, who said I didn't need to come back for a whole week. This baby looked GOOD.<br />
We took our sweet little picture home, praised God, and I cried some more. Shawn said he knew it. I assured him that we were the <u>exception</u>.<br />
We went back a week later, and this sweet baby was growing perfectly and even waved it's nubby little arm at us frantically. ("I'm okay in here!!") So, we begin planning again....wondering if it's a boy or a girl. Praising God.<br />
A couple of verses have really been my rock this pregnancy. One to remind me that God is merciful. And one to get me through the sickness :)<br />
"The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases. His mercies never come to an end. They are new every morning. Great is thy faithfulness. "The Lord is my portion" says my soul. Therefore I will hope in Him." Lamentations 3:22-24 (not sure what version this is...it's the "song" version :)<br />
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"...Should we accept only good from God, and not adversity?..." Job 2:10<br />
This is our little miracle baby. Shawn and I have talked before....wondering if we take our pregnancies for granted because we have no problem getting pregnant. We wanted to remember it's something sacred, and not be flippant about it. Prayer answered.<br />
And now, for cuteness sake, a video of when we told Lorelai we were pregnant. (Sidenote: we were cleaning out our van for San Diego...we don't normally just hang out in there :)<br />
And yes, her first response IS "I would be grateful if it is a boy!"<br />
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<br />The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-37932465183090484542012-07-30T18:31:00.002-07:002012-07-30T18:31:49.807-07:00July, 2012. In Words Only.Warning: no pictures :) I just wanted to write these things down before I forget to...<div>
It is HOT outside, and every day I dream about the fall...about being able to walk outside and not immediately break into a sweat. About wearing long sleeves and drinking hot coffee. About not always being irritated when my kids want to go outside (Poor children. someday, you'll understand. Or be forever scarred and vow to treat your children differently. Whatever works for you.) Despite being shut-ins, the children are doing beautifully. Here's the break down:</div>
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Whatever sweet, kissy stage you were in the last time I wrote a post, you are SO out of now. You are a STINKER. Might be because you have 6 teeth coming in (four of them being molars- OUCH), but either way, you only kiss me if I am pretending to be asleep, or if you are just struck with loving feelings. You will, however, kiss your sister (whom you have named "Yi Yi" because you can't say "Lorelai") and Berkdog any chance you get. You make me laugh every day. You sit there and smack your lips at me if I'm eating something you want, and then sit there with your head up and mouth open like a birdie until I feed you. When you are "punished", you raise your arms up to me and squeeze me so tight when I pick you up. When you are mad, you SCREAM until I look at you and then scream some more. This, I don't love so much. But it is still pretty funny :) </div>
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You have a list going of words you can say, but good grief you refuse to say them on command. And you don't speak very often, which I think is kind of odd since you are such a spunky little thing. Here's what we've heard you say more than once, and therefore count it as part of your regular vocabulary: Berkdog (Burt Dog!), Yi Yi (Lorelai), Momma, DaDa, Hi, Bye, Sit down! (to berkdog. poor dog. remind me to buy him extra treats during toddler years.), ball, more, all done, and eye (you also poke eyes. this isn't so nice.)</div>
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Oh, my darling, you are balancing out your sister perfectly. You will give me an abundance of kisses, hugs, snuggles....whatever I need, you give. You help your sister, you get me water when I need it, you can make your own PB&J and love to help scrub the dishes after dinner. You still often think you know better than me and daddy-o and are learning to obey even when your strong opinion disagrees. It's all a process, and I love who you are becoming.</div>
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1. Why, oh why, did God create West Texas? It is horrible to drive through, and I vow to NEVER do it again. Good grief. Every time I see a commercial that looks like the desert, I start feeling panicky. Kinda like how no one wanted to drive long distances for a year after evacuating for Rita. That level of panic.</div>
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2. I am so intrigued by all of the random RV communities in the middle of the desert. I want to go and spend a month there and get to know these people. They have GOT to be interesting. I think about it all the time still. What do they DO all day? Are they all best friends? Do they all think they see UFO's? Do we need to make a break for it to them when the zombie apocalypse hits? </div>
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<br /></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-53053411525455583662012-05-16T21:36:00.003-07:002012-05-16T21:36:39.222-07:00It is May, 2012...And, okay okay, I'm feeling guilty. My sister- who has always been the more "structured" or "disciplined" one (She's a teacher. Need I say more?) has done such an amazing job documenting my nephew every month, that I am starting to fear the backlash of bitterness coming from my children.<br />
SO, here's what is happening in OUR lives right now :)<br />
Charlotte:<br />
Walking- no, RUNNING- everywhere! You started at about 14 months to really get walking, but you are so busy all the time! I can barely keep up!<br />
You have four teeth on top and two on bottom, but I think your one year molars are coming through. You have been captain cranky pants lately and waking up every other night.<br />
Your favorite word is "Dada!", but you love to point at what you want over and OVER again and say "dis!" (this) or "dat!" (that) until we give you what you want. You also call your sister "Yi Yi" and although you can say "mama", you never do! We have also heard "YahYuh" (Granna) a few times.<br />
Your favorite game is to run up to me (or whoever you choose to play), point at that person, and yell "DAAAAA!" with a huge grin. It's the cutest. Ever.<br />
When you kiss now, you actually make a pucker sound!<br />
When your sister is sad, you crawl in her bed beside her and kiss her over and over and hug her until she hugs you back.<br />
You have finally decided (although you have backed off a little) that you love to kiss ME! If you aren't in the mood to give me a kiss, I pretend that I'm sad and fake-cry, and you take my face in your hands and give me a big kiss! So what if it's manipulative :)<br />
Your eating habits are a little crazy. You consistently love bananas, but you also consistently love to throw all of your food on the ground. Needless to say, this is a trying age for me.<br />
You are really- and I mean REALLY- testing your boundaries. I tell you no, you do it again. And again. And again. Despite consistently disciplining you, you really enjoying sticking just one toe over the line. The other day, you walked over to daddy's DVD collection (which you know for sure you aren't allowed to touch), put ONE finger on a DVD, looked at me, and gave me a wide-eyed-open-mouthed "What are you going to do about THIS?!" face.<br />
Lorelai:<br />
You are finishing PreK3 tomorrow. You and Harper have loved being in Mrs. Symms class together, and my, oh my, how your life is flying right by me. I am so looking forward to this summer, when the days will feel like they are dragging by and sometimes I will wish for an escape, and other days I will just watch you play and soak it all up.<br />
You are such a loving, sweet, encouraging girl. You often say to me "Mom, that dinner was SO good! Thank you SO much for making it for me!", "I love you so much", "You're just a big sweetheart!" and other various hilarious phrases.<br />
You are also at that point in your little life where you are starting to rely on your own reasoning instead of the behavior you know we want from you. I know there are often times where you know what you should do, and think to yourself "I'm going to do this instead....mom just doesn't know this important piece of information. If she did, she would surely say yes!"<br />
I love being your friend. I am trying so hard to listen to your heart and know why you are doing things...it is so hard, because first and foremost we demand obedience, but I know that if we don't keep up our relationship, you will stop listening. You are usually your daddy's sidekick on the weekend, but with Charlotte getting older, I usually get to steal you for an outing here and there.<br />
Speaking of being your daddy's sidekick, you love going to the comic book store with him on Saturdays. It's a very special (and super geeky) time that you have together. You love your "Daddy-O"!<br />
You are super smart. You are starting to sound out words, you can figure out what letter words start with, you can do a lot of basic math, you have a few bible verses memorized (although I could probably do a better job of teaching you more...).<br />
You are a fantastic big sister. You are always so proud of your "Little Birdie", and love telling people "This is my little sister, Charlotte. But we actually call her "Birdie"." When you are sad, you love to snuggle with her, and it's the sweetest thing ever.<br />
You had your first sleepover with Harper last month...when you have your own children, I want you to remember that you didn't fall asleep until THREE A.M. Poor Harper was a zombie, and you were hyper and crazy until you pretty much fell right over. You were in bed from about 11pm-3am, just getting up long enough to ask for something or until you were told to go back to sleep. But, you two had so much fun, and I remember how special it feels to have a sleepover, so maybe we can have another one. Before you leave for college.<br />
You also love all critters right now. You are always chasing lizards in out back yard, or making june bugs little homes (rock piles).<br />
Okay! I think that's everything I want you to know as of right now! Here are some pictures. :)<br />
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Goof!</div>
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Lorelai and Ava</div>
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Gorgeous girl!</div>
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Little curls!</div>
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Lorelai: friend to all frogs, lizards, and june bugs.</div>
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Birdie hanging out while we garden!</div>
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Wildflower pictures in May...</div>
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At the rodeo with Auntie Rae Rae, Auntie L, Granna and Mother to see Reba! Big enough to have fun with the other big girls! Yay! It was a little rainy that night....<br />
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Eating cotton candy, of course!</div>
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<br />The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-45980422005725360582012-03-07T08:44:00.012-08:002012-03-07T09:47:30.304-08:00Catch up. Story of my life.<div style="text-align: left;">So, it's been a while. I think it would be safe to say that I am not so good at consistently updating this blog, and I'm really only doing it now because my mom requested it. :)</div><div>I'm going to blame the past year of blog-neglect on Charlotte. It was about March last year that she developed reflux and rocked our world... there wasn't much time to do anything except drink coffee and hold a crying baby, so that's what life became for a little while. After that, I had just gotten so out of the habit that I didn't even think to update it! </div><div>But, here I am! I am starting to realize in all things documentary of my children (baby books, picture taking, blogging, etc.), it is better to start late than to never start at all!</div><div>Some fun facts: Charlotte is one now, and still has her scar on her ankle from her IV burn. We call her "Charlie Bird", "Bird", "Birdie", and sometimes...just sometimes...."Charlotte".</div><div>Lorelai is a fantastic big sister. She loves playing with Charlotte, and Charlotte is completely smitten with her. I both love it and am slightly jealous...I want some of that love! :)</div><div>I think it is also important to note that Shawn and I both lost quite a bit of weight this year, so we progressively shrink as the year goes on.</div><div>Here are a few pictures that I am willing to wait to upload to slightly represent our past year...</div><div>Weston Henry Kidd was born March 26, 2011 weighing 8lbs 6oz and 20in long. He is our favorite and most loved little chubby boy, and we kiss and love him as much as he lets us. Leslie did a great job and, just to add a little drama, passed out shortly after giving birth. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAfJTQH0xmMQpXe8y3xot_bPZBO6KYLeZhCfqOTx3VHK99cfHtSfdCzXJSZtkhHKlqFkj_7L_q-2K0f_Wd9TmLS0JNVGBkdzk2xlva-4tzu7zPJbr5pbR6Y6RDtxdxmg7AGHTle_1Amsw/s400/IMG_2816.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717198987285885970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Ge8Hue5wbBvdFG2AyrOBLYDJT1IyB9MZFuwRvmqn-cQayPLvn4Qn3lLLy2BdId1NRbXaF4NaUDLG7dHlThOXzX_IEaJ4vmeRiYMIZZlkeJSd305wgNawKEQfICyaiOU2HkBi9OjVnHk/s400/IMG_2815.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717198983063319442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadrVbSl8qIe7NY3QS50JfXJkTMVbVj2g8yh__baHFvX_qiICC3qK2qIZUaD7xFZ6dbqKbGOmoAipUy2ucP1HKHbYwDfdQoQIATw_f0f9pvH7LMDFcEemoj1uhvJP8req_s6M1xhxH5dc/s400/IMG_2805.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717198976855300994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span></div><div>We picked strawberries at Frobergs...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirUuo9wWPYET00tD_tj9AVA1bFHhI4BKKf_HBLQDl0EPTkFjXpwCWqp5DbGWuP5Rm83tak2FQqvQPSxxLBko67vDa6pHb4yrBhA3Esn1Tv6YDMc9T_-k1WFobg9CUxcjduNFexQFjN_fY/s400/IMG_2964C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717200758692838450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Our sweet Grandma Little went to be with Jesus. I'm so glad we have this picture of her and Charlotte at Kim and Scott's wedding. She said she and Charlotte had a special connection, and she loved holding her (which was right in the middle of her reflux period, so I was more than happy for her to take her!) She was the matriarch of the Little family, and her presence is missed dearly. I have no doubt the celebrations going on in heaven are much more lively with her there!</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRSQTbSLH5SUGu4KlWG_sVqjD0LKuhTLrTI5E_XIeuoBdh1IswT_WgWZiW6cU7zY4SLzUgAtW-Yknervh9mQoNJYXChVN2S9w7ep0cGUFhDUC9jsnxsP47bjunZSrILernL67A9b86AM/s400/IMG_1038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717206496750436002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span><div>Lorelai took a ballet class with her BFF's, Harper and Tilly...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih1a2l_b67XF939Y-CIjGHLMh8bpF36d9GtwghvSob6n2lkB-0XToeRzgGBEhQ8JvP9kui1lI0bqy2V_t4YtUXamueY1OxmV9RgLAw98lLuYeWPD52UTDLpOpsYT8cMv7d8EIYSffviPg/s400/IMG_4499.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717200762448988674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">I got loved on by two sweet girls...one of whom has bluish gray eyes!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkPfGMqP8rHLDZLAVh9JkC6etIs1c8dDxFY5m7zzBRYLCu_ofhSxbBo0IAZUjioOailWd0FQv63vZhy1D0G0PXtI7Le1hyphenhyphenKcNw_t7rePmqmXeQnCSiO_8Xu26vjXbCjsAN0SBGF_wSJXY/s400/IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717200767066998402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div>Charlotte got all fancied up in a tutu for pictures..</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg4vduZSG_jGp0wyi7p0ANJkiDwX9Tf_lmNKyjAQXG3IBHYJwzKLLWpN_fOlNdKgJBPPlI7uSmApuh6QR2FthFEZWnqYZpl4zcTALtRl8MCAhv9pfzn3DeFZdNO7HGTt2XU85q5mSJBiQ/s400/IMG_5995EC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717206506904570706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px; " /></span><div>We went to Sea World San Antonio...</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNtPIPk7xOcZo_bLbQZr6EnAoLhK0wtlHdIAEGhMHH48-FFPTC03q8HkbDIHDX4F-38jyHPgG12bwm4SbO5_xvLzXdPvPEXL1pyoTUCdD5VsAvgtN6mx2O0DiutvxbvTQzEQ_jbc1tv7E/s400/IMG_1163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717206508161997858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Wkfa_jcZM323Hs3kQRaOMw3isWv_FglGww0D9Of5g7HA4ifVLS0GyGELCnudiXPODW2eLGUEOqVDg2VgAAzTzTNoxAgYQT1DABFjEAduG9utOfHejqID16k3e7y5KFqgOFSEQlieBGE/s400/IMG_1158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717206516413036674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">And Busch Gardens, where Lorelai rode her first roller coaster...</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz1OW0GYu6kkOiCh1BTlfGhgQCgTheCQYtf10dmMQOvBLN6fpsk9wQaDaQxuD2UprL7OSVDZmLz0IirYCSYQfLamH1R_1ROibQ895dKn0b2m3vJtE4V7ljwA4nSonRyZh-J4h0LAJFFPk/s400/IMG_1188E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717206523208779170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">and Universal Studios Florida, but best of all....DISNEY WORLD!</div><div style="text-align: center;">We dined with the princesses in Cinderella's castle...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFOqEJQxHAm7n9dqywilS_QBW65zBuRtkv-u1idC-GWRO9hj7BEZaYUjAbTXUDt2axFSxD2qXyaP8tukeRMn1rTisb1p-F6ybBUo8jKMZmD5oITKJXPFGIBu_kL8lCmOn-PRdbztVHqyo/s400/IMG_5566E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717207948917672738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Lorelai rode Tower of Terror TWICE, and loved it!!</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSzUOtOMJDzKjVQkqkEva5ZRpk03ywDynjStehs4que5VA13-guZ_hofI7Pme5xoxpX2F4zh5qgkot7BtDm3RWmmAgc6nm_d7xpl5T9oK5qHqu2kkPtHNku2VDJRtRPlvBR-OBtSIcQyM/s400/IMG_1285E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717212950215170914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">and had an amazing time!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT6NFQVoj3PgkoKaJ7X3MylYevYvvlubmqYudxvlUDfu7RlUY2YReGWMABuPf1lnw2DKIyzN3vzJ_q6ZYqvHM-f4v3p-vbnxe9HiAFi38x5OJnMxeP9TCe5N49fJTB8cKd8tS8fD0wsWQ/s400/IMG_5585E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717212943965722930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPEzAgdYH5hFKb9TaGl7fSZ0LK5b5pjnYcNqTwkZ236BmgneFZXKREmgREB9iQ7JATtxW99Pjhqdki6vfjxybL1AAiJw_ea6S1pJwJoVUWAa2TtlQb0Suz87dRLHXjn3cerIyCHk9k9EQ/s400/IMG_1238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717207938374905954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">We went to the pumpkin patch...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx4fhxryqUJD5uyEtfJF6qZiZurac8n4nYbZEjzJFNiBS5JeoFPee6dX6mPCM7WVce0fnAJcodQSdSzm2hALDo-GeZupYukQkfDe4vlNwtzYfXjqVmqsnQbM2ym5GlMMoL75KJBPHkUQ4/s400/IMG_7055E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717200776788919826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJgp5k-ts4-Z9WUjs7XhNI8L7Oe1A60B0tKvjYyazpUnlFAqZHGWJVt_DB6kUkOUnMgsVrsVzXeyfBa7_hAq-H910UqX8TVkxAmsJzLKGnIoBfMk3nIuhvL3whrR__KATdGTOW87acmYM/s400/IMG_7210E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717200785059935410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">We had family photos taken (by our talented friend, Lindsay!)</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5RkIRYEvVoOIzCVzK8TtLk98BGCDbhT_FRmGfOu2z53geVQi_wnn7WjL-ES_UTKkTaISHAWZWzgAUN71WSFL8YDXBa3K3qUtdXdBEXF3WvF8T8GNZyaNm24YCZwjDVrakL-CHbaSAVg/s400/IMG_5349EC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717210805346020466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTxjAij1m-CbKKxTHUJ9RFK0wdo86BkrSV8E-_zNxW_hrITiTeZCw6u9nx23SA3vivr7MG30ysifXevPZ-is3dGPaQC8d5-21RTvCLTX1PJ4GjGDSGwQrfv9Tg0h9L_2NPL58fC2GgtCQ/s400/IMG_4610Ebw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717210793103862994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Nc8iWokOB9t7btq7jksJ-ye0fDzaGTbzbfUAOlHiFmanoA-_aOxNnI6z9xvQegRn-FJefuwFd4ZL6vvvi-aCnRmfz_aHqiGB0Ej18lMKo8YskW7B2-vBjn8aorpevEvW5oWS8CAN9mw/s400/IMG_3928bwC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717210783575977890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">Lorelai turned FOUR and had a Pajamas in the Park party with donuts and chocolate milk...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8x0CZ3pVwEEda_Xl54t9IaBJBvuGK8LsK88MPk-YEGqYoJUrNRojKyqbA52RpgGvDHDU6-bxT6RBnouKnUh44KKqGLqcZ6QxaoPOP6YIlIpWZ3_EggFxAY61zCD9OSSAri78p72kRzJM/s400/100_1745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717202310525015298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZthS7urTBS_hcd3qgqTelRZwrEYQqr9eQ5LhsdpMsF2dS-HWTJjWu-Oj475HMzQiSs-WtwUXWWMRDE2-3AsMFO77kHH1rZ6xmyiE90hfcjz07gGFJuc-9IMVfhk0LqjNswyRPhr4Szk/s400/100_1762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717202306041303842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">and Christmas came and went...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXISR0Bcuo6V2RGNanKGCN8V5sOMmdV63tR2Wqt3xjGD3QrckfUouwCJEJKIHS5e_Hhd7K4_MUKGP7M-vV4T8tqL8c2yzQJkASI60Pq75zk-wKgve1N6H3omOrxHwAn7rzGjt1WKLyKJY/s400/IMG_8548EC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717202336628096178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9zsRGRzUaBoKHJoAbJL8w8rSmrNeRTsMcnjfVpMETFp03HIVafSPGgDmKBsuKZgozexT1pv_uyg605jPXMmidexgcVZvSLRSApNP-4ZLSH9eGiD_aNjLdJiZaGaFmU_gYooVTAYF8XTI/s400/100_1793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717202317775594370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6WgIlIxxLUYUr_3kU9wnOdMqbBMCbNrAs08rHtLrvoNjR_NLcYZi3jODgbZfcLHPLhK6WM0U7C5C4OWY65YjzLrcyBQ62ciyRusoHPfGPNTgZZU-ZKEXl1QUkKRKLEKWnLSx9wP8-f4/s400/Santa+12-2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717202837199666370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Whew! That about sums up 2011. Yes, I realize it is March of 2012. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">What do you want from me, people. I make no promises, but you might see another post from me before March 2013!</span></span></div></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-22724275173646417042011-03-09T19:15:00.000-08:002011-03-09T20:39:29.582-08:00Day by Day...<div style="text-align: left;">So, after not really taking any pictures of Charlotte her first 5 weeks because my camera battery was dead, I've decided to try my darned-est to take atleast one picture a day of just regular family happenings. I'm going to post them here to keep myself accountable, but warning- it will be sporadic! (the first couple are random....I didn't really start until 2-28-11) And- these will all be taken with my point-and-shoot camera...so NO editing (which is really, really hard for me to be okay with. But- I will have to be!)</div><div>Here's my first round:</div><div>Feb. 3, 2011: Charlotte's IV burn...this is what it looked like after soaking it in diluted bleach (per Doctor's orders. For real.) </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiewZqfoVVV0AwFNdJ05YdE66yRIaHKoqim3Nan-JnIErUJrMh54yGTUdDtzppk0uiHZAKDdQOy4j6WbGSW2uDLY8o2qyL5D7n9w2hSSCYpDEdl9Xx51liivjSnvITazazssVIOsUnd0Xg/s400/IMG_0796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287374297845426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzpq81DSbURs08BPZ5JuNBv6hmUrUmCBPNLw4w4Z9s6jA2nGeAe_naPrrVuYcr-FiNPLHknuN5JUw1UcpfgwvmgKBgR6M2xvyU1TOjva8zMuJqo_o3QBmHCGy7x1fvGu8QVUSypyytzyU/s400/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287384285052754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Feb. 28, 2011: Cowgirl Charlotte and her Buckin' Bronco Berkdog</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSGlFqRDr4KlTDZkVn5jqIQkxrL0dzZOxk8BSd3D2o4XWkmgwxYfOH1jkG6cf-sp8HFxsTWsE1CguIei1xZSRzY2tSVDmJpm9cCS63B-rN2gaKxp2EjkPdE3FIon_hq_3jPldshb0H6Wk/s400/IMG_0800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287391940753330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHEU80grXHlYUGNtZKm0-FCwTUhEx-X0kSSZUDlLXuLoDgK6Xsyr-Z2tmJF9Fsgqkj3jcfMayFQ1hiqPXDwlgYGnDUMpqQyyJuVrBuegCx5UxjuKtc1z17Wi49kUiesYm1yXGim7cwTmw/s400/IMG_0804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287399142040642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKNBTibu4BzXPxmlNcAXehl19z1dPYQUsjU2aTnIDUc0w3i2RbLnWCYZ3cRA1JE6vBM9d2xrOJvAmH_iRvG7eq-3LM1rtoeotinluGR8YK7dftL1iS2W3GxcdlvG21F5K9Pw-vhHv45o/s400/IMG_0805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582287404343978338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">March 1, 2011- Big sister helping!</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdY3WjUcwvZvPkhUfhh5UidiCIvdtFHCz6hW2fIVDTSdIp7i-7PSxjT7mhCkbFxNK7iy0YLrW9toyrZgnYo_GFEwmCWS1x0xo8poNe48q3eS4ZZH3q6DOjpCljdiQ84Mxb28E1OijGqPk/s400/IMG_0807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582288427091379586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifV0oHQ9CncL7Vabi3Bw-NwqcRqevH6VrohWVyVWZdtVG0o8b0J3ldqUJBV4kvOJd5uOElMbs62nGyq8LXGIJozXVT5VwmHOVw8ELZiK-Xordf0yCcYTHuWp2N6sqI_dyKnsviJo_hyB8/s400/IMG_0808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582288434603453922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">March 2, 2011:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">While mommy was busy, Lorelai packed her own lunch for Mother's Day Out! Gerber Pasta Pick-ups (ew, but she looooves them), applesauce, spoon, raisins, and- why not- a cereal bar!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeBAckie4ILoTlTLPrM_HS7rxxPZRfW6Qs7hb9LLJ2yEdrLZ3Ds-xLkc9h6UfF8X8AiL9ZvhBAf4utoJvbHnN9YXePbUT2Pa_xXAW4dvpzvERZLyLbZ5qYUQkLKBgfk3LdlMDLvEgdPc4/s400/IMG_0816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582288438845482418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Crashed on the couch after a long day (9am-2pm) at school! (p.s. this NEVER happens!)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqvwC93IGNAK8jCNCAtZbVFVl625vdzbAhm01CIkuulr3WGU_SZoCTEYI7XRnsJi8cIp9gKc33KF0ZUskFLtjjyhuiJBFAm5POGnZ4RDIRAlXaE04G-iJrY4wVo3FWTnBB9ZmRYYSJgv0/s400/IMG_0819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582288442532097138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div>Trying to force-feed a paci to sister...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHvbWcPG8i_NWP6QPzxey2ywnmuoCL-sxWLrXuZ9gyCOsOeeyZrmpNKn4AdbEex4NqAooZXj7YIplyYm23CqySJyb3rH52n-sgOUMwg2vnCmGUji66DviLWRgQxc2iihDDnfoB-pUX07w/s400/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582288446492711058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">March 5, 2011: Auntie L's shower for Weston!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmsMtCSPVa0ZshpyGLAqA560gsF2zNqcwLBN9tfyWx9mbzZ4otnGKSERhmMi9pSepYdbBCeypC1ZtnUYKxzsSjNRX-FhSAun-BpMeVc0KBPmxllYC-YAs5i961NibXja-oT4HHO-lgY78/s400/IMG_0823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582289854114179298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">This is Charlotte's "ooooooooooooh I can't wait for my cousin Weston!" face:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBJ3Rv_jGnsqJsPquWVdzPIrBBZI5MPCxBKYeRMH4isre1_yG-c5R-2oAipOLuUTagyPJ6Pp1VYxoaVXtsk3Dax4J6epHo6UXW6pjP9R7gfMlujEpvaztl1fZYscG-grXBXcNQr9iBpdk/s400/IMG_0828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582289857013326834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">March 6, 2011: "Look Mommy! I have a baby wrap like you!"</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYEHNeZEBwq_9tA82xLzC9AA-Ds5OpW8Chv0PbiUeQrNujoK8HWQlaNP-ZRa94hGc5UFhD9TjdtWvnPyjnxWZw-8AIwOXAJO6x81cI24uuEyR1GdM6u3qCDOrPXKEJNByLkON_Htg2f6k/s400/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582289863188581794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">March 7, 2011: What happens when Daddy puts a cloth diaper on Charlotte for the first time...it's on backwards, for those of you who can't figure out what's wrong with this picture...</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiLJT1vCrHpDzQtq7b2Tn3r96WGx-6azZoWbkYrwtq1I6kzdG2Vd_1AccZPmA8gP4SXHR-NVuubY6IPbgqo2cCx-ZZqBaMC0xxAOoOARvhUKBJw2FC_g2eCVO154n1a0tniS6dz6migNw/s400/IMG_0832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582289865554738194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">March 9, 2011: "I'm going to eat her face!" (in a sweet, loving way...)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig2og6724QwO6vbWrS5fSe9yc0uy7lIghw2EB15jyEAb0chAjbUK9YHi1TS_xZiQDC8bE9Tzwi7cl5o60EZK-tfr60AavwnYyjfecKuBqfYpgerbobM4RYjoywQk6VJX99VCmpaNyFg50/s400/IMG_0835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582300040370421810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div>I looked over, and Lorelai was setting up for her own personal photo session. TOO cute! My little photographer-in-training. Although I made her get off the chair.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitSgYPLk4dU15dE1i5DRBS74m6U2tu9gawM5Fu5qo7OynE7TDTPsvnUCtwbu959e0-kzySJsgEWuL6XJmM3sB_Bw0rxEdpYPxxHHdFZekDrsnA94KMY3NoXv7BFX1f8jgy52gtcVMUqDU/s400/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582300045107680482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-6823126743451541352011-03-04T08:11:00.000-08:002011-03-09T19:00:35.600-08:00...Continued<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMKVF0Sgm6hhj4YOJAz7HfwFxAK0PojbWQYHtfy9zmGsWEhLJ5qyWacps5EL2SYbNVOksr_hLsdTxdOM-W6D-tzCX63yJE5kZcilViMAqfc9hnrGIOOl1_ASsGjT4p6Tiw6Vk3SEKE1dM/s1600/IMG_2310+fb.jpg"></a>Wow- that was the longest "to be continued" ever!<div>From that point, the nurses were not able to get Charlotte to breathe very well, so she was taken to Texas Children's (which is connected to St Luke's, thank God...it was just one hallway away!) and hooked up to a CPAP machine to increase her airflow...she was never on a machine that had to completely breathe for her. They also had taken her blood by this point and realized that her blood glucose levels were low. The nurses were not able to start an IV in her tiny veins (after MANY attempts) so they ended up putting one in her umbilical cord. I wasn't able to hold her (except for the brief moment after I had her) until that night around 6:00pm, and I went back later that night around 9:00 to cuddle with her and nurse her. My poor little baby had so many holes in her arms and feet from IV attempts and foot pricks, it was so sad. The NICU was quiet, dark and warm which was perfect for the babies, but really made for a depressing atmosphere. I have such a new level of sympathy for families whose babies have to stay in the NICU for long periods of time, all the while worrying about whether or not they will even make it. </div><div>Charlotte was in the NICU from Wednesday afternoon until Sunday evening when she was finally released. Wednesday evening she was taken off the CPAP machine and was breathing fine on her own, and her blood glucose levels were resolved the next day. They kept her until Friday to wait and see if she was affected by the Group B Strep that I had, but by Friday night her bilirubin count was going up. Saturday her levels went up more so they put her under the bilirubin lamp, and by Sunday we were allowed to take her home as long as we followed up with her pediatrician on Monday. Sunday she had also developed an IV burn on her sweet little ankle from the IV (they had switched it's placement around a few times). An IV burn can happen when the catheter that is in the vein comes out and leaks fluid into the surrounding tissue...sometimes the fluid eats away at the skin. It looked like a black hole the size of a nickel on her tiny ankle.</div><div>During Charlotte's stay, this was my schedule: Wednesday night- stayed at the hospital (duh). We to see Charlotte at about 6pm and 9pm, then went back to the room to sleep :( Thursday night, I actually developed a stomach bug Typhoid Mary (aka Lorelai) had earlier that week (that Leslie had also caught), so I stayed another night at the hospital with that loveliness. The next day (Friday) I felt better (thank the Lord it was a short bug!) and was able to stay the day in the NICU with Charlotte. I was going to stay the night in the NICU by her bed, but had to call Shawn at 2am to come get me because I was severely dehydrated. We came back the next morning at about 8 am and I stayed the day again. I did go home that night without even trying to stay again...at this point I had reached pure, utter exhaustion and knew my limits. So, home we went. Me and Leslie went back the next morning and stayed until they let her go home that evening, when Shawn came and got us. This was the most physically and emotionally trying time of my life. I know I only survived because of the prayers of our friends and help from our family!</div><div>We took her back to her pediatrician Monday-Thursday for blood tests to check her bilirubin, and though her levels continued to rise, she was also getting older so it wasn't as big of a concern. On Thursday, her pediatrician almost sent us straight to Texas Children's because her IV burn was looking swollen. It was so close to the bone in her foot they were worried about a severe infection. They gave us a presciption ointment and sent us home and told us to come back the next morning to double check it. Thank the Lord it had improved, and we were sent home and told not to come back until she was 6 weeks old!</div><div>*huge sigh of relief*</div><div>Here are some pictures to document this time:</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeAuyss9IOXizI1l2_ZvS7jcMGIKesogjBFK28ddAgNkFB0kwRjMFQw_cP8muUem18idBhwUuamQbeoMA7dQu1i_kxSyQVXEBQfXCAyBRGNRj_Pa4vm8UjDcf5CI6lWLKJlqcAVXkcHC4/s400/IMG_0744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582274258522861538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div>A little help breathing...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm70D48dQSGkP9OMT5MF5Uilq3sGfn-f1gzYJxjMukAnozixrTScZO4-POLnc4Jefi3Amv0yw9S_VEHWa73qw6ssNjAofD9Oi-7zsaAr62eFQKq66P6dO1kn4rbixkFNQKCglSy_cRvcY/s400/IMG_0746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582274270559535874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Cpap machine:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-IZf0_xc4KPSFgJY5TvJknEEi5jQBBeARrJ0T9UUH6QWbMJ6s3lZ45A_XR9X3xoB98W8qKYmzBy7A17Ih_NgDt-nlOtvC54J_f9Om6UUqaaQcpKhsOgWn-E2T0p245UIJ_jfb1y12vYA/s400/IMG_0750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582274281171705266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Get this thing out of my arm!</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-smQUgNoVvqsJWSo7HxFgkWfkxRun5ELXbNhuKyxxurTfONBngpuoOLmclZk7tP6r7gBCebOQ__O1MPnFi5Gd7IXGdYZJd8d9hrlVIch5KUQFwd5T9MqfAZLdAWq7sxLypVuZBjuY73Q/s400/IMG_0753.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582274283321439714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">First bath:</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7B4Cht9hrJheGeEgZKS85dejfFvM3WHbLpHxCb6MqMquTO7mp_WdBovkVrJdRRVCXFrjykYH6Bov4mfOtwyjsQJ92s3wlEr6cVIEcG6vKl7P9CVn5czkGTZBwCw3W0LPJpAWQ0Cdsk_w/s400/IMG_0764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582275217434171506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">with Daddy:</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihcYQkCMn__qWaA6CG4q8rWcheqINTZaoaJD1UirqMXq9DF44qyjOmY8ozlhfWcbqUh8zWFwMI1Vb0ZLHyNn2ZVleZnmkER4p9vD7cjioAs3pVeIgn6ce3N_iRUDd6IKiOqd0MwyE0hAI/s400/IMG_0760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582275197969146738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">with Mommy:</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB0na54JPhVDPRGPxAhi8nm2-ef9zDrEg8BOhj9Vai43fNjI5ad_0X98RirnWKzBSgZ3CPNhdxf0oLuzFOHXIdXveCcf_ZJpCS0ypAKflciad3n-Y65xUmOo_oTU8JihQOeyuk-46s-EQ/s400/IMG_0761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582275206700269170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">The only time this child will EVER see a tanning booth :) Under her bilirubin lamp:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCX36gOt7b9cStcWWSV9jAPYKqyjQyXjB1IfukfSR3At0cn32S86RCtkasb9MBUKx6yTg_H2MlquB1p2Lc98-JXqgb02lkA4tvV8gyeDcpHxDBOzaUGYJfSwnB-gn5yhJsyR9bQYXeKuk/s400/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582275230605044562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Going Home!!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxoH_FuCbDYP58o23vCrJwJGsBsmGmHQI9VQBtyd1tmOC_2M1LhjtPjHA7iO0apbeeLKiPbPqg33Esr3EcekDzcBFCz5oJ9YZf7T6pKmrPl6smLAAL6fzyl5TWDNA-xo6waGUITegGaIo/s400/IMG_0770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582275233159503010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">First time big sister met little sister:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7L4szNBGxz0haBeYHxWXjNEb6uOgDX93WN6X2Qm5EVPK1BOa771uYkvM7cxO3h2tyxQBkGrv5sh8jmVwW0MF4BiN9vxx48BcivSnHKd2GSbu5SX9ta5JxvD_3SBuOWFGvLC8Wjg0nwR4/s400/IMG_0772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582276405625006386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">And...just for good measure, a picture of me 35 weeks pregnant:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">(the face says it all...)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrGZXTliyGZ5Ihw5AzUWBxTxnyAbyUBNijeE0gJWxIv-2YTN406yh3jL-y014kTaTwSAdL5WMdu_JKSkVyBCYTieEPGk132v9h2hwzjJAbd5676Xm9-4aU30_v1NXSwd98jfrfKvnU62A/s400/IMG_0727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582276412435997138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Me the night I went in because my water broke (clearly not in active labor!)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT4J5Oxb-0Yo5S1ptKCOX8PP5xezWrfwASVKpUaHYwovPjFDkz8aHOGZGvJWLZUFfkFksNLY6EyqAzEIXXYVdSuQYhWnrX8vQRJX-YH28fs6LUDaPMVySZfXCdMhCTG_rK6zcFTwQsSXY/s400/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582276428394678482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Charlotte's IV burn (a week after it happened...ouch!)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMKVF0Sgm6hhj4YOJAz7HfwFxAK0PojbWQYHtfy9zmGsWEhLJ5qyWacps5EL2SYbNVOksr_hLsdTxdOM-W6D-tzCX63yJE5kZcilViMAqfc9hnrGIOOl1_ASsGjT4p6Tiw6Vk3SEKE1dM/s400/IMG_2310+fb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582276433818426642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Well, that's all folks! We are so thankful to be home and loving both of our girls!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-12114268671041954932011-01-28T06:57:00.000-08:002011-02-01T21:19:06.572-08:00Graphic and honest....read at your own risk!!<div style="text-align: center;">To my sweet, sweet Charlotte:</div><div>I'm sure one day I'll be able to look back at the agonizing natural labor I went through to get you here and say something nonchalant, such as "oh, it wasn't that bad!"</div><div>Today is not that day. Here's what I remember, the way I REALLY remember it.</div><div>37 weeks and 5 days, I woke up feeling like I needed to tie up my loose strings. I was convinced I wouldn't go into labor until after my due date and was crossing my fingers for a Valentine's Day baby, but I thought "what the heck, I'll get a little ready now so I have less to do then!" </div><div>I sent out an email to the family letting them know what the game plan was for when I went into labor and half packed my hospital bag. I started having light contractions at about 3:00pm. I called a couple of friends who had just had their babies (Andi and Lindsay) to get their input as to whether or not I was really in labor, and I had decided by about 5:30pm that I was not. (Every time I sat down or would lay down, the contractions would lighten up to about nothing.) </div><div>I continued having light contractions that felt more like Braxton Hicks, and about 7:00pm I started feeling alot of pressure on my hips. I decided to practice my "tailored sitting" (basically sitting indian style on the ground to get the baby to move down) and about 5 minutes later, I felt my water break. I knew immediately it was my water breaking and that I had not, in fact, peed on myself as some women think they have. I stood up- and WHOOSH- niagra falls. </div><div>Every cough, laugh and step. Gross.</div><div>I called my midwife (Theodora was on call), and she said to head on up to the hospital so that we could get my IV antibiotics started nice and early (I had tested positive for Group B Strep early on in my pregnancy which requires IV antibiotics during labor.) On the way to the hospital, I could really feel Charlotte bearing down on my hips. I started to panic, thinking about Andi and Lindsay who had BARELY made it to the hospital/birthing center and started to panic. Shawn got to St Lukes in about 12 minutes. </div><div>We got to the hospital, got my IV hooked up, and Theodora got there to check and see how dilated I was. Her exact words were, "Oh Katie, that baby is in Canada! We've got to get you walking." Super. I was only 1cm and 50% effaced. So, we walked a few laps around the hospital and my contractions barely increased in intensity. We decided it would be a good idea for me to get a good night sleep and try again in the morning. I think I got 1 hour of sleep. My contractions had gotten intense enough that I couldn't sleep, and I spent about 2 solid hours in the jet tub (THANK YOU St. Lukes), and the rest of the time lying in bed uncomfortable.</div><div>Theodora came in at about 7:30am or 8am and we started walking the hospital again. My contractions picked up a little more, and she checked my progress at 8:30am. 1 1/2cm, 60% effaced. She asked if it would be okay to give me a VERY small amount of pitocin to strengthen my contractions and get my labor moving. I was tired and starving at this point, and just wanted to get Charlotte out. Plus, I knew that since my water had broken and I had the group B Strep, they would want her out to prevent fever and infection, so I agreed. Theodora's shift ended and a different midwife, Debbie, stepped in.</div><div>9:00am the pitocin started, 9:45am the contractions were lasting 1 minute long with a max of 1 minute in between. </div><div>Two things to note here: at about 10:00am, I did ask Debbie about the possibility of getting an IV drug to help with the pain. She was very sweet and said if I wanted something, she would get it for me. I didn't ask again. </div><div>Secondly, the thought of an epidural crossed my mind only once, probably about 11:00am. Here's what I remember thinking: </div><div>"oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, I can't take another contraction. I can't do this. Why don't I want an epidural??? I can't remember. I can't remember. Oh my gosh, Another contraction...breathe, breathe, breathe...." </div><div>And that's the only time I remember being rational enough to consider it before going right back into getting through the pain. I truly believe this was Gods protection over my sweet girl since one of the known side effects of an epidural and IV drugs is breathing difficulties at birth. </div><div>Who knows how much worse it would have made things for her.</div><div>At about 12:35, the contractions were unbearably strong, and I said something like, "I feel ALOT of pressure, I think I need to push?" The nurse realized Charlotte was bundled up on my right side and she and Debbie decided I needed to move onto my left side. Immediately my body started having the most intense hot/cold flashes and pain and I remember saying "OUCH. OUCH. I need to roll back over! OUCH. This hurts! I HAVE to push NOW!"</div><div>The rolled me back onto my back and checked me, and I was ready to push!</div><div>I pushed for 13 minutes. It would be impossible for me to describe the pain if you've never been through it. I imagine it's equivalent to having to slowly cut your own arm off. Or maybe just a couple of fingers. Hard to say. Trust me. It hurts. </div><div>I pushed her out and they put a very purple baby onto my stomach. She wasn't crying, but she was breathing- just not very forcibly and certainly not the way they wanted her to be. They got the neonatal team in the room within minutes and they started rubbing and patting Charlotte. They kept reassuring me she was fine because she was, in fact, breathing, and I believed them and managed (mostly because of my shock of just having a baby) to stay calm.</div><div>To Be Continued... (Don't worry, there's a happy ending!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgahkLgjn7bMuqU3JZ-xZfMx5t76gDcFzQ4QhW-VSHXV2uNRRuCxoGPTGWiLp1GY0v9oc3u3eWwkZPHFwM_OHhc5an8iEGjp3dKDt2dG5kStviVVWd-ftBK4m23TVdqFV5A3H0rnNvJbTQ/s400/IMG_0744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568954898468476274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Charlotte Mae Little</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">8 lbs 10 oz, 2 weeks early</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">19 1/2"</span></span></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-30074504367164647932010-11-12T16:34:00.000-08:002010-11-12T22:26:46.629-08:00To my Lorelai...<div style="text-align: center;">Wow. I just can't even believe that you are turning three years old today. You started out in this world a tiny, sweet, chubby little baby and have totally rocked our world. I have learned so many things from you and just being your mommy, and here are just a few:</div><div>-I have learned to love completely and unselfishly. It doesn't matter what I want or what I'm doing- your needs are always my first priority and this was quite an adjustment! I learned just how selfish I have been all of my life and have had to give up so much of that. In a good way.</div><div>-I have had such a realization of how precious life truly is. This has so strengthened my walk with Christ and my resolution for you to know Him fully, no matter the cost or going against what society insists is the norm.</div><div>-Endurance. Doesn't matter if I've had the longest day of my life, 7 months pregnant. If you wake up in the middle of the night with a fever, I will be your slave until you fall asleep again. And I'm okay with that, because I'd rather it be me (or daddy) than anyone else in the world.</div><div>-I have learned that pregnancy is so much easier when someone is as excited as you are to meet the new baby! You love Charlotte so completely and I know you will be a selfless big sister.</div><div style="text-align: center;">That being said- here are a few things I love about you:</div><div style="text-align: center;">(as if I could name ALL of them):</div><div>-You started out in this life SO sassy and- though you are still SO full of drama- you have turned into this tender-hearted, loving girl. You are so empathetic and compassionate towards anyone who is hurting. I love that you are so full of love.</div><div>-When you do throw a fit, you have about a 5 minute turnaround. You go to your room, cry, and come back to me to say "I'm sorry, momma" and smile. You are so quick to repentance and forgiveness when it is asked of you.</div><div>-You love Jesus. You love songs about Jesus, you love to pray to Jesus throughout the day, and you love going to church to learn about Him.</div><div>-You are FUNNY. I never thought I would let my little girl be into "princesses", but you refer to yourself as a princess constantly and how could I possibly disagree? When I told you today that princesses wear bows in their hair, you replied "but I have to wear my crown!"</div><div>-As mentioned above, you love your little sister. You love to rub my stomach and say "Charley, Charley, Charley! You're SO cute!" (note: Charley is pronounced "Sharley")</div><div>-You love your Daddy SO much. You can often be found throughout the day carrying around his picture and saying "I miss him sooooo much! I loooooooove him." When asked where he is, you will reply "He's earning the bacon!" (I taught you that :)</div><div>-You begin almost every sentence with "Soooo...." (as in "Soooooo, what's your favorite color?") and you want the most detailed response about everything. I say "I'm putting on my shoes," you ask "what kind of shoes?" I say "my flats," you say "what kind of flats?" I say "my brown flats," you say "what kind of brown flats?" This usually ends with me saying "I don't know how to be more specific than that."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I can't imagine my life without you and know that God must have some amazing things for your life with such a big, overflowing heart. </div><div>I love everything about you...</div><div>Your momma</div><div><br /></div><div>From this....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMrD0qudkNMxGhZLwjfEkPKnXMqGeBVBoeRgGqVrwhwnV5dUECCOJ6rW3AsD8oYP1pqfnB5BRe6lMCx_pYhpGrnroBYnAxRQ-mIXvqa647g3Vbc6lI3oUBgjzn6FG-0Y2duoUjnctJjuc/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"></a><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYfWe-cQ2COjpwcG6T7rgDm-qByzAEj1ZtOA6VQM9qUwsTc-yHmvJV5-5SZR83K1tERKNQx60RfCAynl1Dyg7siPGyYZXtlgqLplarWVCmmSZrsI5MYv8F5P6o_def7e9tSuFKREiekCw/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538912508217805122" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_a8JUpuq7F7ozNq2OIDg7PmYT9b-XaqJMDZj6Ld9a3hjqeJOIbcrjokpCyzNf-qduSFoXuxDxsR3uf9t3tKKXQDAn2o-DMEeuY2g1jM5Kz2zc7z0oRTnGrVd7Gwr-Y_xx8NR5FGBHN9k/s1600/IMG_0296.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_a8JUpuq7F7ozNq2OIDg7PmYT9b-XaqJMDZj6Ld9a3hjqeJOIbcrjokpCyzNf-qduSFoXuxDxsR3uf9t3tKKXQDAn2o-DMEeuY2g1jM5Kz2zc7z0oRTnGrVd7Gwr-Y_xx8NR5FGBHN9k/s400/IMG_0296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538911645580818482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_a8JUpuq7F7ozNq2OIDg7PmYT9b-XaqJMDZj6Ld9a3hjqeJOIbcrjokpCyzNf-qduSFoXuxDxsR3uf9t3tKKXQDAn2o-DMEeuY2g1jM5Kz2zc7z0oRTnGrVd7Gwr-Y_xx8NR5FGBHN9k/s1600/IMG_0296.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_a8JUpuq7F7ozNq2OIDg7PmYT9b-XaqJMDZj6Ld9a3hjqeJOIbcrjokpCyzNf-qduSFoXuxDxsR3uf9t3tKKXQDAn2o-DMEeuY2g1jM5Kz2zc7z0oRTnGrVd7Gwr-Y_xx8NR5FGBHN9k/s1600/IMG_0296.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_a8JUpuq7F7ozNq2OIDg7PmYT9b-XaqJMDZj6Ld9a3hjqeJOIbcrjokpCyzNf-qduSFoXuxDxsR3uf9t3tKKXQDAn2o-DMEeuY2g1jM5Kz2zc7z0oRTnGrVd7Gwr-Y_xx8NR5FGBHN9k/s1600/IMG_0296.JPG"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">To this... (sorry for the video quality...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcwVh-oYytU?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcwVh-oYytU?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;">and, just for funsies, an outtake...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uksbEsi2g5k?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uksbEsi2g5k?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-76623395627154345522010-10-22T20:52:00.001-07:002010-10-22T21:00:10.516-07:00The Princess and the Pumpkin...<div style="text-align: left;">Sooooooo...my little girl has turned into what every little girl eventually becomes.</div><div>Princess Obsessed.</div><div>I'm finding it is innate in all little girls as there is no good explanation for the princess obsession that has seemed to occur in Lorelai and all of her friends!</div><div>I broke down and bought her a princess dress for Halloween, and ohmygoodness is she SO precious. And ohmygoodness does she play the part.</div><div>We went to a local pumpkin patch the other day and snapped some pictures...</div><div>For this picture, I actually told her to give me her best "princess face," and this is what I got!!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjnuPw2D-QrcK2cIum2bRUzWAWFK9ChKarKT5bX0SYhlMkgVjeI3-NynVoblD2XWzFqf__Yt2TBtpOKBifBdUnqWN7-q8X2E9TZJ4Db0ua599-u0mHZKj8XQt91gOdAvi7_FuPQnZLbTg/s400/IMG_8579+8x10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531085449603680850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Here's one more to tide you over...I took a million more pictures, but I'm going to use one of them for her birthday invites, so you'll have to wait for the rest...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6edZxLbx2QqXaNRSjfDNJ2yLLCETCag38rgRNx5Qn14ReDxrU8f9B2Z6jEUm_B_lNKfaLaMil8IzbnTl-RxjHd0MuCS2Nx94qAiyNWnRrFGGgrdUTVjXgjhsEoU6pmn4KigUQzjhB420/s400/IMG_8585+10x8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531086125534516114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-57280678015626172292010-09-07T09:51:00.000-07:002010-09-07T10:14:18.487-07:00Labor Day Weekend!<div style="text-align: left;">We had a great first 2 days of our Labor Day Weekend! The weather was beautiful Friday and Saturday while we were in Galveston with our friends Nathan, Diane and Ashton. Friday we got to Galveston and just hung out at the beach house, but Saturday- we went to Moody Gardens! It was a BLAST. Lorelai enjoyed every second of it, she seems to be the perfect age to soak it all in and be excited about everything.</div><div>Lorelai and Ashton waiting to go inside...<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0eLJyYu57lWU05PYoXKTsrD1hYraij-u-x6Jhwb4T3KDoQiEMmi3qHvlVApIalVy1Qt8CmQhuZzl_9QoVyuyzCISmUOJynIvExlPCEEe6SDhD_zIacArdqBNu-7BoXJnubKnA9GNvM9o/s400/IMG_0496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514216515558667282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">Smashed Penny! Always a great past-time. </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjz6JqxR_2JOmVyOz-ea9CioF4qJzqEnhAsgr-a8OTatB1kuhRTlQKyr109EPEa_pTSpiDbNydWLoJR5AcZkJ2A25NVeDvRKz3ZY8d7yXRbLi9MOCNZhMSVFxv_QnGgW-BiQAWD28IOTE/s1600/IMG_0506.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjz6JqxR_2JOmVyOz-ea9CioF4qJzqEnhAsgr-a8OTatB1kuhRTlQKyr109EPEa_pTSpiDbNydWLoJR5AcZkJ2A25NVeDvRKz3ZY8d7yXRbLi9MOCNZhMSVFxv_QnGgW-BiQAWD28IOTE/s400/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514216548263327074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a>In the shark cage! Ahhhhh!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDx0j1A_g6XGUIADogv30C8dCP9Bl92KCS0kXqB9-Tk6HU3PqZfJDpGZ7TkxjUXd6KZYJC3KjP6PN1gzi4w_O2igj6Mj_2kRj4lmkrcb4R-cllt0qcalsXji35U19FJ4nZBE6d2jwxUhE/s1600/IMG_0504.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDx0j1A_g6XGUIADogv30C8dCP9Bl92KCS0kXqB9-Tk6HU3PqZfJDpGZ7TkxjUXd6KZYJC3KjP6PN1gzi4w_O2igj6Mj_2kRj4lmkrcb4R-cllt0qcalsXji35U19FJ4nZBE6d2jwxUhE/s400/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514216540774431682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a>Watching the fish swim above them at the Aquarium...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5OFWOlnAeIwu4rXafwa-Z_uJDFSxPXW79H2xAgXA35DoJHP3rao5-jHeUPRmSp5jIghISnPnf8FNzkw84KAqRYURndCTPYBwYkivAelfF_fHoHlxUJUUUJf0RnAHhZsvMwmnqWwB3mo0/s1600/IMG_0502.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5OFWOlnAeIwu4rXafwa-Z_uJDFSxPXW79H2xAgXA35DoJHP3rao5-jHeUPRmSp5jIghISnPnf8FNzkw84KAqRYURndCTPYBwYkivAelfF_fHoHlxUJUUUJf0RnAHhZsvMwmnqWwB3mo0/s400/IMG_0502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514216533040768786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a>Don't feed me to the shark, Daddy!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQDaNqYBaKAOfDcYQc-LlSX4m3N1Y2Kyy_ZJthWbG-tGAK1fHoNY6R1lSFWKNj3SRNWYoCHn8zn3jpXX1CWhujctFkq61u3bTE7oMb5TwU6hwzE_Wg7J5ncheQac-BiFRXmKkhw79xUPU/s1600/IMG_0501.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQDaNqYBaKAOfDcYQc-LlSX4m3N1Y2Kyy_ZJthWbG-tGAK1fHoNY6R1lSFWKNj3SRNWYoCHn8zn3jpXX1CWhujctFkq61u3bTE7oMb5TwU6hwzE_Wg7J5ncheQac-BiFRXmKkhw79xUPU/s400/IMG_0501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514216529323922866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a></span></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgOz5AbntynX8t-VRhdhiOgsKrwaIbgxwDuEeVZFHOXt7-EFeR4DIP7iQ4MPZmD6_QsrA-_rkImnLnOt59nRvN9BzjI5Jke9yZAr-h1W3TqYG9ShP9UPz0vR4dzdP1b4Ywy4jFOKatf0E/s400/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514217965285867330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">My little butterfly...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1FTmYjqdHrHVrygxO-Wmh_KY0ZwhdW924-m_WJtKW2ek4OquPbvjRwztQpypiBQYqYI4l0Mf436Z7l_u4TJkSbbPmZ0m3Qg9yu19KwW9U8sbHaRK4ksoKNSnUK9-knFAAKJO6Sx9vWYA/s1600/IMG_0519.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1FTmYjqdHrHVrygxO-Wmh_KY0ZwhdW924-m_WJtKW2ek4OquPbvjRwztQpypiBQYqYI4l0Mf436Z7l_u4TJkSbbPmZ0m3Qg9yu19KwW9U8sbHaRK4ksoKNSnUK9-knFAAKJO6Sx9vWYA/s400/IMG_0519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514217992190202962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMGRd9BSfjOMgFIGJ0V-HoX-xq2Qb8Ds_SYL7wmB8PiVlGwAcP3iyqBi5wM52Cc0fHkaKIehT_lDXgexaIzV_JPijcbb30g8rVf2MqNfR23JAe8OkD-9Ulaau-3rYWBNipJf8pDUqAxfw/s1600/IMG_0517.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMGRd9BSfjOMgFIGJ0V-HoX-xq2Qb8Ds_SYL7wmB8PiVlGwAcP3iyqBi5wM52Cc0fHkaKIehT_lDXgexaIzV_JPijcbb30g8rVf2MqNfR23JAe8OkD-9Ulaau-3rYWBNipJf8pDUqAxfw/s400/IMG_0517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514217989572092578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a>Lorelai even got to hold a butterfly! She was mesmorized by it...just let it crawl all over her hand.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpKEPr5nyx3XiX6a3SiNvHHTep3BJ9fQBlKK1WTlDMkUaMi2-q0TvjN9r81LYE3SO_feVQlA-WJj4CjOv4a0CJpjNXDjCRV34uMcbkFCvHRXXsVXjbp5Zs_iNY8nj418ML0pZ11Oyj2W4/s1600/IMG_0515.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpKEPr5nyx3XiX6a3SiNvHHTep3BJ9fQBlKK1WTlDMkUaMi2-q0TvjN9r81LYE3SO_feVQlA-WJj4CjOv4a0CJpjNXDjCRV34uMcbkFCvHRXXsVXjbp5Zs_iNY8nj418ML0pZ11Oyj2W4/s400/IMG_0515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514217979989768578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdSOhe1hAc8Df3eU9v3bRp7RqKBmZWyhEeCmgiffA3T2NCFjo9j-SaOaQInEXqkzpqXAMlKpwDakHQ0sslz4o-o-XE1FG1j-IL1Cq_CJPR60e46xlXlvFsfQjwh2lJjwx56lFNQ4lYgIg/s1600/IMG_0512.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdSOhe1hAc8Df3eU9v3bRp7RqKBmZWyhEeCmgiffA3T2NCFjo9j-SaOaQInEXqkzpqXAMlKpwDakHQ0sslz4o-o-XE1FG1j-IL1Cq_CJPR60e46xlXlvFsfQjwh2lJjwx56lFNQ4lYgIg/s400/IMG_0512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514217974438449986" style="display: block; 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-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgevjM2flEkpHkcInKaMIOCH9gKbPNhcr_y4w5CHlhnN01ro4gAVII8O6d-0329ZfsNYXprIhe7ojcsNI3KJc2LAW8ykmat3tYkQf08E1T3nnstrxO3LO6MDP8T1Crxgw-Le8hu55GT3PA/s400/IMG_0537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514219836654761954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Sunday Diane and I took the kids back to Moody Gardens to play and swim at Palm Beach. Once again, they loved it and we got home and took nice long naps. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Which is a good thing, because the rest of the weekend was spent passing a stomach virus from person to person. My little Typhoid Mary once again spread a horrible virus. It kicked off with Lorelai Sunday afternoon, followed by me Sunday night, followed by Ashton early Monday morning, followed by Diane, finished off by Shawn. Thankfully Nathan was able to avoid it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">It was quite the nightmare for everyone, being sick and not being in your own home, and not being able to be away from the toilet long enough to get home. And, in my case, being 17 weeks pregnant and dehydrated. I am so thankful that the virus was pretty short lived and over now!</span></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-59565193578159705832010-09-07T09:12:00.000-07:002010-09-07T09:44:26.699-07:00Go Texans!<div style="text-align: left;">A couple of weekends ago we were able to take Lorelai to her first Texans game, courtesy of Big Poppy! I have to be honest, I wasn't at all nervous about how the experience would go. This girl LOVES sports. She will watch the Astros or Texans on tv any day and loves going to Astros games. For the most part, she sits still (or goes from my lap to Shawn's) and watches the game pretty much the whole time (as long as she has plenty of snacks!)</div><div>We got to the game early for some tailgating:</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvpi2yWnRCVXSrJH62e0hXFzNlLHV_c7B06toJUxiFiJhHqSHG0L5u5iiUHBcMES6JBlG6nbYzphogCD2Xs2bspmHlt2lIyapWnTrExLSFdrm6EKYQ8RngMaxo3UQBRgAgumul91BZM-4/s1600/IMG_0479.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKRCxudJKKEQrnd20g8hePIFMQsjLRzcD5WRe4zB2-BRV-NBOlGKorPTGaOoLZ_ujZUDmJ2RkICkbiTOK-zlIODJYVcBVNOeKYtp2pz9f6Vx2_oiAdC8dgCYOr5ULYpx47v0zJTVkwUCo/s1600/IMG_0475.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKRCxudJKKEQrnd20g8hePIFMQsjLRzcD5WRe4zB2-BRV-NBOlGKorPTGaOoLZ_ujZUDmJ2RkICkbiTOK-zlIODJYVcBVNOeKYtp2pz9f6Vx2_oiAdC8dgCYOr5ULYpx47v0zJTVkwUCo/s400/IMG_0475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514209254695144210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">Schaub jersey: check!</div><div style="text-align: left;">Sparkly pink tennis shoes: check!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKRCxudJKKEQrnd20g8hePIFMQsjLRzcD5WRe4zB2-BRV-NBOlGKorPTGaOoLZ_ujZUDmJ2RkICkbiTOK-zlIODJYVcBVNOeKYtp2pz9f6Vx2_oiAdC8dgCYOr5ULYpx47v0zJTVkwUCo/s1600/IMG_0475.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhis9i3abMQK2xRl57s3r0UlyVaf8DW5kd8IoVnFfRG-a-T0oOLPaQslew1YxoFqZtZeb3t1fmBNvf-jhRV715VXI4IKZnLYmvSdDY4Om-pfPLBiRgr9TM3Suv8A3UEsokT_12OPTkYqE/s1600/IMG_0471.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhis9i3abMQK2xRl57s3r0UlyVaf8DW5kd8IoVnFfRG-a-T0oOLPaQslew1YxoFqZtZeb3t1fmBNvf-jhRV715VXI4IKZnLYmvSdDY4Om-pfPLBiRgr9TM3Suv8A3UEsokT_12OPTkYqE/s400/IMG_0471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514209253912312146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGhU7lxTwPnEwbEJ7AfAu_bC2wAwl9xpns0Lpq-Qi8cFTjy_BiFDyJuovuTb_W87R-jy41yIe3S_Jht3usrH07Jcs3CvfhpP2T0z90vMBOkU6CVFxEZC3woP2XrZ9jIVBBEDdXc4mnq_o/s1600/IMG_0468.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGhU7lxTwPnEwbEJ7AfAu_bC2wAwl9xpns0Lpq-Qi8cFTjy_BiFDyJuovuTb_W87R-jy41yIe3S_Jht3usrH07Jcs3CvfhpP2T0z90vMBOkU6CVFxEZC3woP2XrZ9jIVBBEDdXc4mnq_o/s400/IMG_0468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514209243580608562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div>Big Poppy stuffed her little pockets full of peanuts for the game!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvpi2yWnRCVXSrJH62e0hXFzNlLHV_c7B06toJUxiFiJhHqSHG0L5u5iiUHBcMES6JBlG6nbYzphogCD2Xs2bspmHlt2lIyapWnTrExLSFdrm6EKYQ8RngMaxo3UQBRgAgumul91BZM-4/s400/IMG_0479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514209264550282402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div>Onto the game....while we were walking, we turned a corner and saw the stadium, and Lorelai raised her arms and yelled out "GO TEXANS!" It was so funny!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMRn433ElzUHU32E1AMo80Q0JKwT64ZGX6XRmAuyQpPyLiS2hxuXB5Ak53x7iFkk4LBQhPPADvAUpsqMoUfp9OLGVY19N8LW3B1Rf0LT7fjd0ujVbLC_FylEBoUSRDYybkyMgCrY5P4Fg/s400/IMG_0482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514210814703352914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">That's good enough for a Houston Texans "FIRST DOWN!"</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4E-ywOahRfTJxwQnBnCP1LqvixvffKqMj-3f8ykgfe1UH0rwz1UQ8PwpRAl71pSIw-HJRhlupfYIYKJN3YnoV-6meUfvutHnW54Cv_yJSPvxHBGPfh4dOsrn-3sDhzwp2rPfAMJMFEWY/s1600/IMG_0492.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4E-ywOahRfTJxwQnBnCP1LqvixvffKqMj-3f8ykgfe1UH0rwz1UQ8PwpRAl71pSIw-HJRhlupfYIYKJN3YnoV-6meUfvutHnW54Cv_yJSPvxHBGPfh4dOsrn-3sDhzwp2rPfAMJMFEWY/s400/IMG_0492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514210844532340770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVJ017w2t3LJXqO7Sn-hpp1Vygr8Gs67BE2UeWtJPD8hEOHukC88aiCEkXi07G4xMQRKDpGpOz_wxIwGy3kJzuwF7sDeht2HlSfGy_HXTkrmjc93etO1TFSNYhmR9vcYOVuRjxluXic9M/s1600/IMG_0488.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVJ017w2t3LJXqO7Sn-hpp1Vygr8Gs67BE2UeWtJPD8hEOHukC88aiCEkXi07G4xMQRKDpGpOz_wxIwGy3kJzuwF7sDeht2HlSfGy_HXTkrmjc93etO1TFSNYhmR9vcYOVuRjxluXic9M/s400/IMG_0488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514210837004329362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a>Snuggle break!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yPjHMDbjLK6g0QBjbE_3ykrhk0XG5BzQFv6-wywKPQi-PjYvoju9OPUKrpLZqlxSOEB2wUKCMjOLFlqOQ8JF9eUpMmFsQHt_7C7BCFR_1tCL0Yw7eci8Ge6VAauOfxXz1YW2k2DTIyU/s400/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514212108949733634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div>Fishing those peanuts out of her pocket...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-aYe_q_VNCnXXSR-Zs3ky081QjBkDl29_9M8bkr3c4zFrlwaS3TBOvF0f9e2Hp-ibojiIHaXFg2_D7yOGIrsf9PehLOPFPeeG0FvalN7CAOXAJpUQOnQ4uqpIroZneiNkL3Br_4dRXg/s400/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514210822983437362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">After the game, we went back to the truck to eat a little more and recover from the excitement:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8zuLql8SkVcQsDn8ejNIjjn35hQMV3QpbgioQz18rNIPg1ImQCpvPhTUVOww6_F2nrXMaOGvPmYEaStY1bWObnPema-IkgeA1GzJNCXk7ycDR2WAgVcf_VuAnREoWr3AL8rxu1yeZfjc/s400/IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514212096957003362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">We had a great time!</span></span></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-83345589431718036282010-08-25T16:57:00.000-07:002010-08-25T17:10:08.672-07:00An update...or something like it!<div style="text-align: left;">I realized the other day that I wanted to switch out the pictures that have been hanging (or not hanging, since they still haven't been put back up since our house was painted in FEBRUARY) up for the past year or so. Lorelai has grown SO much and I was itching for some change. And then I realized- I have NO recent photos of my girl! My handy little point and shoot has had a dead battery for quite a few months and heaven knows I'm not going to carry around my Cannon. So, I charged that battery up, loaded an empty memory card, and have been trying to catch my beautiful little gal in action!</div><div>These are from her first day of Mother's Day Out this year. She is attending Shadycrest Baptist and already loves it. She walked right into her classroom and started playing...I kissed her on the head and walked out. She didn't even notice. We've been two peas in a pod all summer, and not a tear was shed. By her. :) I had to run by the school office and looked in her classroom on the way out, and there was my tender-hearted little girl, comforting a crying boy. Patting his back and most likely saying "shhhhh, shhhh" sweetly like I've taught her to do for crying babies. She is going to ROCK as an older sister.</div><div>Here she is with her teacher, Miss Erin, who we already love!</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ11h9oWn6tOfU83L3THYXUPz1eGrQ0mwul1-M25E-9clCd3LeYsMtmlhng4su4WmTJGq1J2yUsAtLESVhMHgXw1Qc8Lj4lABiB0QY6NPW7Bnn3REcGASA_Fc2oNhriJTugW4NXD5jHuI/s1600/IMG_0456.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ11h9oWn6tOfU83L3THYXUPz1eGrQ0mwul1-M25E-9clCd3LeYsMtmlhng4su4WmTJGq1J2yUsAtLESVhMHgXw1Qc8Lj4lABiB0QY6NPW7Bnn3REcGASA_Fc2oNhriJTugW4NXD5jHuI/s400/IMG_0456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509502857020468690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEv1F_IbYU7I3FuFGt54ptooE5rvwJ37gLvFxcuNwNES57AUDn5QfDepc4CgcR0wVyV7K5qvuENtOhgpCoixkJrhj3QrvBwcGfgqgZA0iWE0EBHeyDT3b79eqAVBCvCS0HTaUQCuU0qPU/s1600/IMG_0455.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEv1F_IbYU7I3FuFGt54ptooE5rvwJ37gLvFxcuNwNES57AUDn5QfDepc4CgcR0wVyV7K5qvuENtOhgpCoixkJrhj3QrvBwcGfgqgZA0iWE0EBHeyDT3b79eqAVBCvCS0HTaUQCuU0qPU/s400/IMG_0455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509502849518806674" style="display: block; 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-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQvSUjzqILt5RukuysTB8fsd0w4kA7tVfHJm_FVoJbIUOg759-JlvQBgVkcT_d-negxOQnJ4pLfIbUXmKd3yly6d31LiXbSvcomzuT4D-SFfKPCpTPR8QJZalzTAG6RbmRgumBH5m9REk/s400/IMG_0459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509503352818839138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Followed shortly thereafter by this little moment...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkpzvKIS2GEq05aZ5zq6110GAGA-kJsk2p0eITZpet7_IoXDVZ0OkAASeXFWH-4R3uO2Wq20G1q92CHjAYOk2kDseTjqEta2HC9mItqU3UiBU3RTRBMrYK0NiLawSbQEyYKdMxBLF1ztU/s400/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509503664184813570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sleeping Beauty.</div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-74984150697313896922010-05-27T05:41:00.000-07:002010-05-27T06:15:54.193-07:00PhilippiansI just wanted to share some things we have been learning in our small group lately. First off, I cannot say how much we love having a bible study at our house with some friends who we have really enjoyed growing closer to. God has brought some great people into our lives to challenge and teach us. <div>Lately we have been working on a study of Philippians with Matt Chandler. If you don't know anything about Matt Chandler, google him. He is awesome. I know everyone draws different things from different studies, so I wanted to share what I've been learning. </div><div>Fear.</div><div>The good kind, that comes from the "...fear of the Lord..."(Prov 1:7). And the bad kind, which is clearly from satan. </div><div>Philippians 2:12 is what we focused on, which says to "work out your salvation with fear and trembling". This verse really gets to me. This world is so quick to say the opposite. In God, there is only happy, nice feelings. Fear and trembling? Must be a typo. God doesn't believe in fear. Fear is bad, happiness is good. Oh the lies that satan tells us to make us complacent and to keep us stuck in our sin. </div><div>Am I saying to be scared of God? A little healthy fear never hurt anyone. It keeps us walking a straighter line and brings the reality and consequences of sin into full weight.</div><div>"But I will show you whom you should fear:Fear him who, after the killing of the body, has power to throw you into hell. Yes, I tell you, fear him." Luke 12:5</div><div>Or what about those of us who have been going to church all of our life? Who consider ourselves to be "religious", or claim to know this God? There's a verse for us, too.</div><div>"Many will say to me on that day, Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles? Then I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you. Away from me you evildoers!'" (Matthew 7:22)</div><div>If that verse doesn't make you want to work out your salvation with fear and trembling, I don't know what will. One of God's blessings to me (and sometimes a curse) is a deep sense of empathy. When I read that verse, I see these people I know. People I love, people I have brushed elbows with. People whom I have seen speaking of God and reading their bibles, crying out and begging my Jesus. Hearing the words, "I never knew you." </div><div>That has really gotten to me lately. It makes me make SURE that I know Him. That I read his word so that I know what He loves.</div><div>The point of our study on Philippians 2:12 was to reveal to us that if we know God, we are to LOVE what He loves, and to HATE what He hates. If we <i>know</i> Jesus, if we have worked out our salvation with fear and trembling, and if we fear the one who has the power to throw us into hell, then we are to run passionately after Him, throwing off what He hates, and clinging to what he loves. And if we don't want to do these things, to take a serious look at our hearts.</div><div>I'm not going to lie. I reeeeeeally want to go see Sex and the City 2. </div><div>As I watched the preview for it last night, I came to the realization that I couldn't go see it, and I became saddened by the fact that I couldn't go see it.</div><div>Then i remembered satan. I remembered how the other night I was plagued by anxiety after feeling free of it for so long, and remembered how much I <i>hate </i>satan with all that is within me for making me feel that way. The next morning I vowed to hate what God hates, because we now, more clearly than ever, have a common enemy. </div><div>And guess what. I don't feel so bad about not being able to see the movie.</div><div>I hate that movie because it glorifies what satan looooooooves.</div><div>I'm kind-of all over the place with this blog post. That's how my mind works, sorry. Let me see if I can sum it up?</div><div>Fear God-> don't assume....read the bible and KNOW that you KNOW God->Follow His word->love Him passionately->realize through this how much you hate satan->begin to hate what God hates->follow through with it.</div><div>Did you follow that? Hope so. This is just a glimpse at what God has been teaching me. </div><div>What has God been teaching you?</div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-31680202635746735882010-05-22T22:14:00.000-07:002010-05-22T22:42:00.121-07:00Backyard Fun!<div style="text-align: left;">So I've spent more time outside in my backyard this past month than I have probably in the past two years! Lorelai truly loves to be outside every moment of the day. She's figured out how to unlock the doors and has taken to running outside (in the backyard) without asking (which was QUICKLY corrected). Most mornings I usually let her run around the backyard while I stay at our breakfast table, backdoor open so I can see/hear her, but she doesn't need me out there to entertain her. That's what "Berkie" (Lance Berkdog) and "Clenentime" (Clementine) are there for. Those dogs have more patience in them than any dog I have ever known. This video is just a sample of what goes on here every day.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQGVRAJ-UYU&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQGVRAJ-UYU&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object></span></div><div>We planted a small vegetable garden this year and just this past week have gotten to eat some tomatoes from it. Here's the first tomato:</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFxHaQqhpIe7s0HCUaUYxuuPHiMqfXdz6lk3qBoJaGI25psiR03Wyw0TH90ayqx5U5lAP-fGCe5Tbn5C-z-RwPNUY83cGexIRRThFtBGtnMDB5L5mc7-0TJT1gV7Cf2JxhfOVCT9vj8PA/s1600/IMG_5410C.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFxHaQqhpIe7s0HCUaUYxuuPHiMqfXdz6lk3qBoJaGI25psiR03Wyw0TH90ayqx5U5lAP-fGCe5Tbn5C-z-RwPNUY83cGexIRRThFtBGtnMDB5L5mc7-0TJT1gV7Cf2JxhfOVCT9vj8PA/s400/IMG_5410C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474333970736472578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilgJW3aE_EYw4ZqOrk_PvN8E4gTortpf9g1CwgieXCxAGI2Yw-q8P3nFcMow-C6PICvZiA4pJrghiyyaPZIfPt59bYYGpeYWlukFPZFcjsLCXWzx87iG_mTv6y2Wy7vqOaiP016PRb_W0/s1600/IMG_5408C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilgJW3aE_EYw4ZqOrk_PvN8E4gTortpf9g1CwgieXCxAGI2Yw-q8P3nFcMow-C6PICvZiA4pJrghiyyaPZIfPt59bYYGpeYWlukFPZFcjsLCXWzx87iG_mTv6y2Wy7vqOaiP016PRb_W0/s400/IMG_5408C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474333960659180066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div>I love it when she comes in from playing outside. All sweaty, curls everywhere, usually covered in dirt that she's been trying to force-feed the dogs. What a life. :)</div><div><br /></div><div>On a different note, last Thursday was Lorelai's last day of Mother's Day Out. We will miss her friends and her teachers, but I'm excited to have my girl every day all day. I really enjoyed my Tuesday/Thursday freedom, but I usually ended up spending money and picking up a very grumpy 2 1/2 year old who hadn't napped. We'd end up going home and putting her down for a nap and then that's almost a whole day I hadn't spent good time with her. I really enjoy spending time with her and while some days I am thoroughly exhausted....I think that's just the life of a mommy. At this point, I don't plan on putting her back in. I foresee this being very difficult since my photography business is really starting to take off, but I'm going to try really hard to manage my schedule. And if all else fails, I can always put her back in next year :) </div><div>That's all for now!</div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-70919336950725838052010-04-06T09:09:00.001-07:002010-04-06T09:34:34.469-07:00Rodeo Time!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-McleBqTR_7fv1_niZfcjfINmbBrb4iOYA-ourc3h76frXy9r5l1cuD7YLoJ6PodOhy-zjyypjJCs4JoR57FXUkDNPYzLeQbcSzpYfABLDimHGpqXK25j8s7Md_5krP_OUiNsKlFfb7A/s1600/IMG_2643C.jpg"></a><div style="text-align: left;">This year we made two day trips to the rodeo for Lorelai to get to see all of the animals and attempt to ride the ponies. She, as usual, had a blast- this gal LOVES animals. After 2 1/2 years of being able to torture Lance and Clementine and only be attacked in return with kisses, she thinks every animal is just as loving as those crazy dogs. (Yes I realize this isn't always a good thing!) Now I am just going to bombard you with pictures of the festivities. Enjoy!</div><div><br /></div><div>Trip #1:</div><div>She wasn't too excited at first to ride the pony.....</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7KA7WdBbAWdSu_EcJQ2EgZbTZHy4375NSM-iXbnVFBq-Xv_Y2PLNJD5LnLRk6SDmuJz-XWtTma-pBGTj6QgLWces0ighRE59k4Gab2T-7hoI2QIfACuYVVs5hIZ8jAig9OpkeFqXjR_Q/s1600/IMG_2561C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7KA7WdBbAWdSu_EcJQ2EgZbTZHy4375NSM-iXbnVFBq-Xv_Y2PLNJD5LnLRk6SDmuJz-XWtTma-pBGTj6QgLWces0ighRE59k4Gab2T-7hoI2QIfACuYVVs5hIZ8jAig9OpkeFqXjR_Q/s400/IMG_2561C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457058839441513490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a>But after they started moving....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvsB1vdHl7Sr-5-JTrGGqVzg1kVTDvFR9HEzeooyCesYLeZ1FDmrFjhtGnK3V_0AJ4g4luHwY9tvLsSzk3ZyFluY1kb4Jhnag-YqDNYAD0d56GP-QnXNkuCZ2IxQV1jD5IsZgquKCjdZk/s1600/IMG_2571C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvsB1vdHl7Sr-5-JTrGGqVzg1kVTDvFR9HEzeooyCesYLeZ1FDmrFjhtGnK3V_0AJ4g4luHwY9tvLsSzk3ZyFluY1kb4Jhnag-YqDNYAD0d56GP-QnXNkuCZ2IxQV1jD5IsZgquKCjdZk/s400/IMG_2571C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457058830766840370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a>She was much better!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw4T7N27UUby8PWGh3_z6Pduxp1Tl6xR7_sWQNQlm7RAez_-rKkYThB451EkaZzK6sYojuCOzPjZxfz1zHXjej_WJVfF9m8m5gBxFicVi1BrFiea7yotEcfY2YQutZYlIkJhS3Nloq16o/s1600/IMG_2585C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw4T7N27UUby8PWGh3_z6Pduxp1Tl6xR7_sWQNQlm7RAez_-rKkYThB451EkaZzK6sYojuCOzPjZxfz1zHXjej_WJVfF9m8m5gBxFicVi1BrFiea7yotEcfY2YQutZYlIkJhS3Nloq16o/s400/IMG_2585C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457058821858325186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /></a>And had some fun!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7V9mz_Izgd_TJz1ZwvivIW3z48tM-yL-w-U0Mf-n4igV1ZeGVqVGhzQx-3I-hZ8kFdtKfkFvqDcQ0Q8Kusui4dIV4VjwC26pOhksMxt5XwBAdy-f0W6yH9EMbAP7BCHcIFU9UHS_ApEU/s1600/IMG_2588C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7V9mz_Izgd_TJz1ZwvivIW3z48tM-yL-w-U0Mf-n4igV1ZeGVqVGhzQx-3I-hZ8kFdtKfkFvqDcQ0Q8Kusui4dIV4VjwC26pOhksMxt5XwBAdy-f0W6yH9EMbAP7BCHcIFU9UHS_ApEU/s400/IMG_2588C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457058815042146962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></a>Wouldn't be a trip to the Petting Zoo without something trying to eat her clothing...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczBWQi3E9JXgnlB9USguvPUWdgvzkpXZCSXR07-NTYjw1bEd0IrpCUmAB_tCrd2kxlMexjDSpdZ8WjNA5qIcBuOIfhEDS9l004Bxr_GeTrzi9ogWWsY-w8WQox_-GkNPgBTKgdB3T-v8/s1600/IMG_2602C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczBWQi3E9JXgnlB9USguvPUWdgvzkpXZCSXR07-NTYjw1bEd0IrpCUmAB_tCrd2kxlMexjDSpdZ8WjNA5qIcBuOIfhEDS9l004Bxr_GeTrzi9ogWWsY-w8WQox_-GkNPgBTKgdB3T-v8/s400/IMG_2602C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457058543367017826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a>Petting the baby...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHd8YaLxKz6q907kjkGQs7WsUZd9mIUu5rUkLqfZhrLrQ_ENasY9jzktTMShu9F19SfWKwO2E2ru2HpAh02GNH_iRonHvGS9dQSQZvYp78Np1NqQ3ru5g2B9vbRrQ3tKTMwaSaDaVqjw/s1600/IMG_2605C.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHd8YaLxKz6q907kjkGQs7WsUZd9mIUu5rUkLqfZhrLrQ_ENasY9jzktTMShu9F19SfWKwO2E2ru2HpAh02GNH_iRonHvGS9dQSQZvYp78Np1NqQ3ru5g2B9vbRrQ3tKTMwaSaDaVqjw/s400/IMG_2605C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457058531358070978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmPYeYeDZNPrg-H1D_b-3V0VAAJJv4AR4sut90YLLMl1nYek3RC6qpIVnA1IIeXssVvQgpYwtAJtxsss6dVMu4MmE6r2g2Kg36GldqxtkNDb01RT6Ets-JU4IAX5gDAd43EhmZVXCRdMc/s1600/IMG_2616C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmPYeYeDZNPrg-H1D_b-3V0VAAJJv4AR4sut90YLLMl1nYek3RC6qpIVnA1IIeXssVvQgpYwtAJtxsss6dVMu4MmE6r2g2Kg36GldqxtkNDb01RT6Ets-JU4IAX5gDAd43EhmZVXCRdMc/s400/IMG_2616C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457058522539654562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></a>Watching Muttin Bustin with Auntie...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1cKU8TtqL1mNPUKFzhYpgvENr2s0FO-iOwpUWitkuoPyevn-AMWQELryRBC_MKHX1bDdc7Oo672He897VRx6fZ0to2LtNn17uz4KMnaGzmkxJGwgt8j7-FS0cSLTWb8_tgBBk1f-L7a4/s1600/IMG_2623C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1cKU8TtqL1mNPUKFzhYpgvENr2s0FO-iOwpUWitkuoPyevn-AMWQELryRBC_MKHX1bDdc7Oo672He897VRx6fZ0to2LtNn17uz4KMnaGzmkxJGwgt8j7-FS0cSLTWb8_tgBBk1f-L7a4/s400/IMG_2623C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457058510380808690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Trip#2</div><div>Petting the bunnies...</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-McleBqTR_7fv1_niZfcjfINmbBrb4iOYA-ourc3h76frXy9r5l1cuD7YLoJ6PodOhy-zjyypjJCs4JoR57FXUkDNPYzLeQbcSzpYfABLDimHGpqXK25j8s7Md_5krP_OUiNsKlFfb7A/s1600/IMG_2643C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-McleBqTR_7fv1_niZfcjfINmbBrb4iOYA-ourc3h76frXy9r5l1cuD7YLoJ6PodOhy-zjyypjJCs4JoR57FXUkDNPYzLeQbcSzpYfABLDimHGpqXK25j8s7Md_5krP_OUiNsKlFfb7A/s400/IMG_2643C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457063376565837234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a>She LOVED the fact that there was hand sanitizer everywhere!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0CIZGLaMjnsSWfS36_Y7dkP8SsLhQTmmyp3cxQsYBe2IJR6ey-x7nmc6X9IOIm_jmzPOYBsHuhO0R_dBdOrf9WKHPE97hTAW4YU5kdPMha6pkb275icf4EMHVMWmZLG1aYVifIi4zTyo/s1600/IMG_2653C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0CIZGLaMjnsSWfS36_Y7dkP8SsLhQTmmyp3cxQsYBe2IJR6ey-x7nmc6X9IOIm_jmzPOYBsHuhO0R_dBdOrf9WKHPE97hTAW4YU5kdPMha6pkb275icf4EMHVMWmZLG1aYVifIi4zTyo/s400/IMG_2653C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457063369842912626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></a>So silly!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1RlVI1Gicf5bxA-VF53QcPGjceO6WjzTxqjtMgJI6iSWwdPsTnZi0cGF3dZFy7Ix3sSVG4mI_AX6Jr1iBJ5JW5cDW5eHR-1EfKeXbkTls8MCXg4-2cnGAog-LaPqYfAQvPsdKZJJ8M8w/s1600/IMG_2676E.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1RlVI1Gicf5bxA-VF53QcPGjceO6WjzTxqjtMgJI6iSWwdPsTnZi0cGF3dZFy7Ix3sSVG4mI_AX6Jr1iBJ5JW5cDW5eHR-1EfKeXbkTls8MCXg4-2cnGAog-LaPqYfAQvPsdKZJJ8M8w/s400/IMG_2676E.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457063189269908370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUCJnYRaWC3QkeBUNhyphenhypheney_74m17RPUb237V1d-pASPxtQgSEWCTXxNzhLdsnUgbaN4JdE8oDyj5dsuD39ErC1gQMBc7lbeAE25jDtgXfowLaJCyQY6Izhp8o5_4_Dr5L05tf2649wJ6lk/s1600/IMG_2773E.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUCJnYRaWC3QkeBUNhyphenhypheney_74m17RPUb237V1d-pASPxtQgSEWCTXxNzhLdsnUgbaN4JdE8oDyj5dsuD39ErC1gQMBc7lbeAE25jDtgXfowLaJCyQY6Izhp8o5_4_Dr5L05tf2649wJ6lk/s400/IMG_2773E.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457063181417872418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje_VjexFD6Ptv3gl7mhZftm-0IcRIwdg1YwjXCHEpIs47O7WXZvyBVeruJBinFAmjpZY1Qvk79GMXRMiyP39lfZgOiTenw-R7y1BjSJGez8aUwVDaiYzDumHnbDE98TsPedgihGjdJaJc/s1600/IMG_2819E.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje_VjexFD6Ptv3gl7mhZftm-0IcRIwdg1YwjXCHEpIs47O7WXZvyBVeruJBinFAmjpZY1Qvk79GMXRMiyP39lfZgOiTenw-R7y1BjSJGez8aUwVDaiYzDumHnbDE98TsPedgihGjdJaJc/s400/IMG_2819E.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457063171056136578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXv3K9rwje_ZcXUmEx2e-a312gikK-XtRw1oN8q6c7t1ciJgI2H0qPOrz-CpBod3jr523YjuGGdZ7NeOKGw7c4UkkpzZwvHdce9d4oq0WKoKvZCQyYfSvbzljAohe9CmqN2Cs6KgC4LvY/s1600/IMG_2866.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXv3K9rwje_ZcXUmEx2e-a312gikK-XtRw1oN8q6c7t1ciJgI2H0qPOrz-CpBod3jr523YjuGGdZ7NeOKGw7c4UkkpzZwvHdce9d4oq0WKoKvZCQyYfSvbzljAohe9CmqN2Cs6KgC4LvY/s400/IMG_2866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457063157289322578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8TUGC4VXVCoPpAjnwLSusPoqwwgZggvbldLBQ2m8hO5TxSTNE7tVdxrRELESi_NvQAcPTzvTuVaqSqJV1tg3ym62A_WSOOzlM2qQjB-htetJcurgXesgPRtnamSNkX-MEtI_zwLX6Xx8/s1600/IMG_2868C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8TUGC4VXVCoPpAjnwLSusPoqwwgZggvbldLBQ2m8hO5TxSTNE7tVdxrRELESi_NvQAcPTzvTuVaqSqJV1tg3ym62A_WSOOzlM2qQjB-htetJcurgXesgPRtnamSNkX-MEtI_zwLX6Xx8/s400/IMG_2868C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457063149110001970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div>Next post soon to follow!</div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-79973965566464371832010-04-05T05:57:00.001-07:002010-04-05T06:12:47.521-07:00Honesty<div style="text-align: left;">Alright folks, let's just be honest here. I am not that great at blogging. :) I am beginning to accept this as reality and just update when I get a chance. I am also trying to take pictures a *tad* bit less so that I can actually enjoy Lorelai's childhood and not remember it completely through the lens. (I am still taking millions of pictures, I assure you. I am just trying to cut back a little.) SO, without further ado, here's a little catch-up for the past couple of months!</div><div>Here is Lorelai at her Mother's Day Out Valentines Day party!</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYDw5dH_RkL6b5sEx_KsJ6tQMeB90ieHMr4aciiGCjUPOX06Gsr35OKFRLVzJJdGKyMc8zb5xCOgxsjHIpOZnhj9zgNOgkmB3TPHzgRI3MDbZ-L9pNBxXn1Rqjq99CuQdJ8NfNYadVRVE/s1600/IMG_1314C.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYDw5dH_RkL6b5sEx_KsJ6tQMeB90ieHMr4aciiGCjUPOX06Gsr35OKFRLVzJJdGKyMc8zb5xCOgxsjHIpOZnhj9zgNOgkmB3TPHzgRI3MDbZ-L9pNBxXn1Rqjq99CuQdJ8NfNYadVRVE/s400/IMG_1314C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637989563757442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidRHKHC86dKaaFQGEastijU44jL3TmdXPsZv-UK6ivM3KlqzscyIg1Z8g9m07BQmNxVfDOWC41U9NYYU193ZtYmpttM7JP0A7clRpGRo2YjCjHR3i03umPbZtEYQ_LvHwkW3Bz27t8jmc/s1600/IMG_1309C.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidRHKHC86dKaaFQGEastijU44jL3TmdXPsZv-UK6ivM3KlqzscyIg1Z8g9m07BQmNxVfDOWC41U9NYYU193ZtYmpttM7JP0A7clRpGRo2YjCjHR3i03umPbZtEYQ_LvHwkW3Bz27t8jmc/s400/IMG_1309C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637983692660354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7JtIPYPpRa_Tpnd6ojjkGPbbbyXhucBIw2MMd56qLFLl2Qj8eADo382Jl8yUKQePvotxY4JW-o795zAPAJN0bb4OmOgOboetsBIS66tMBFcxLryJrL7AggSgU7azf6iApb1USlXcLVTo/s1600/IMG_1306C.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7JtIPYPpRa_Tpnd6ojjkGPbbbyXhucBIw2MMd56qLFLl2Qj8eADo382Jl8yUKQePvotxY4JW-o795zAPAJN0bb4OmOgOboetsBIS66tMBFcxLryJrL7AggSgU7azf6iApb1USlXcLVTo/s400/IMG_1306C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637973381746738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>This little stinker hardly dances at ALL at home, but they do a couple of little dances each morning at MDO to get the day started, and she is one of the few that actually does it! </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTn56Rzz7gd5zfxiBOD8XklPuGTCc93Q2xrrFKgYK1O7rYfpD7eapOfX_zp8zWaBKzFYXpOinICMsyDMJ6ZycEXOzQZWGPIs1taU1mqWFfUc-re5khOF577s-4lLtH9hj8B1hw8WTDaE0/s1600/IMG_1303C.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTn56Rzz7gd5zfxiBOD8XklPuGTCc93Q2xrrFKgYK1O7rYfpD7eapOfX_zp8zWaBKzFYXpOinICMsyDMJ6ZycEXOzQZWGPIs1taU1mqWFfUc-re5khOF577s-4lLtH9hj8B1hw8WTDaE0/s400/IMG_1303C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637964599281650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_hXpamRnwIHPGqYUMA1fzWPVYY5B-TLg85OuiIK-1AE1ZRbDUgsqL6GLWhlPklL9YHT6u2tccGR9MOnCAjX3nLQd7UICh6_Q2-BkMuZdMyZoNbLFiXb5QhOZpGLY6g0wxzNRS2qOTlbE/s1600/IMG_1296C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_hXpamRnwIHPGqYUMA1fzWPVYY5B-TLg85OuiIK-1AE1ZRbDUgsqL6GLWhlPklL9YHT6u2tccGR9MOnCAjX3nLQd7UICh6_Q2-BkMuZdMyZoNbLFiXb5QhOZpGLY6g0wxzNRS2qOTlbE/s400/IMG_1296C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637954127793138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /></a></div><div>Next up! We went to a local park with our neighbor's, Amee and Ava in February and the girls had a blast! Lorelai is only a month older than Ava- it is such a blessing to have them across the street....these girls love each other!</div><div>Feeding the vicious ducks...they look sweet and innocent here, but only moments later they were attacking us! :)</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSFJ8ObJRu8I1jFXZYVNjRdfyScTWfV0Bte1WQF9iuUYAYd8k0xGdU1FfZMCak74yl48WOOztA-vHfSwp-zfYqEwIi0GdMNBjijlLeDlDmPxNQICOiqxG5WX0SAYU6Y6dsTmh4HjlDG7I/s1600/IMG_1326C.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSFJ8ObJRu8I1jFXZYVNjRdfyScTWfV0Bte1WQF9iuUYAYd8k0xGdU1FfZMCak74yl48WOOztA-vHfSwp-zfYqEwIi0GdMNBjijlLeDlDmPxNQICOiqxG5WX0SAYU6Y6dsTmh4HjlDG7I/s400/IMG_1326C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456639577684251266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinENrP5PiMi7hMwH09VO3r17jnHdP9U3hCgUwXbDtHk_8oPwR5jLD3dlpxLwzOSTsvfp2ZaSe_L_wxBqrUeYofTkxAG7ltYlxALE6I7LOK6k4NAj1ACjE-FxZQVPF8FJp0-NWmsEQTpnU/s1600/IMG_1382C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinENrP5PiMi7hMwH09VO3r17jnHdP9U3hCgUwXbDtHk_8oPwR5jLD3dlpxLwzOSTsvfp2ZaSe_L_wxBqrUeYofTkxAG7ltYlxALE6I7LOK6k4NAj1ACjE-FxZQVPF8FJp0-NWmsEQTpnU/s400/IMG_1382C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456639570516166306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></a>Lorelai brushes her hair out of her face with the palm of her hand and I think it's the cutest thing ever. This is my attempt at getting a picture of it...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWn81EdvMu55g9OsHbRGS-utcK_vWeXvDGZZRs_pHpvJHDA4-6UHCKs2nl0GxdWPekdPzEKBbq-pi9fPMu8tlDvuKN6pkkRIcyiRnBEReAOJdDQxcM7MnkQiPYoo4WxJmxAEn9c7IrwjQ/s1600/IMG_1402C.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWn81EdvMu55g9OsHbRGS-utcK_vWeXvDGZZRs_pHpvJHDA4-6UHCKs2nl0GxdWPekdPzEKBbq-pi9fPMu8tlDvuKN6pkkRIcyiRnBEReAOJdDQxcM7MnkQiPYoo4WxJmxAEn9c7IrwjQ/s400/IMG_1402C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456639560682518594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihRm2_sbsyvFlteOENS6r5X9NoasJPes9MINTJtBuJDMZv6I9UuhijxSyFiYbzl8aUWyUqIFd6lVmdAAAip8F5YPmUgaaUDFGWS8IlONsu_ruwfGmJ3FHwg3PYuVVF2OAOIQnShVMbIB0/s1600/IMG_1471C.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihRm2_sbsyvFlteOENS6r5X9NoasJPes9MINTJtBuJDMZv6I9UuhijxSyFiYbzl8aUWyUqIFd6lVmdAAAip8F5YPmUgaaUDFGWS8IlONsu_ruwfGmJ3FHwg3PYuVVF2OAOIQnShVMbIB0/s400/IMG_1471C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456639554683427826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a>Sweet girls!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLWiB4vWXkDrD_EPWtxUxZ3J0Jp8PSj5KcLvR3UQowrhaeIsDSA9juVUcbalowQs36EuEETeO2PwNqG2MCUpp7CvOU2mypYWZ-hREVhLdQJ_D8dbYba7W6AhM46DG9ua118qZNl3Zn5EM/s1600/IMG_1435E.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLWiB4vWXkDrD_EPWtxUxZ3J0Jp8PSj5KcLvR3UQowrhaeIsDSA9juVUcbalowQs36EuEETeO2PwNqG2MCUpp7CvOU2mypYWZ-hREVhLdQJ_D8dbYba7W6AhM46DG9ua118qZNl3Zn5EM/s400/IMG_1435E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456639545216275570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div>That's it for this post! Next up: Rodeo!</div><div> </div><div> </div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-74755961822408378952010-02-25T19:39:00.000-08:002010-02-25T20:27:11.887-08:00En EspanolSo when I picked Lorelai up from Mother's Day Out today I was informed that she is bilingual. Pure genius, I tell you. :) They have been teaching the kids in her class a song that teaches them their colors in spanish. I knew that Lorelai knows all of her colors...but en espanol?! That was news to me. Apparently it's only her and one other girl that can do it. Here is a video of her singing it...<div>(I use my camera to take video, hence the obligatory "cheeeeeeese!" at the beginning. Also, Daddy was throwing her the color that she was singing about because she is apparently not so good at multitasking yet. She would grab whatever color was closest to her.)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OlR8cNkvR20&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OlR8cNkvR20&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-42406396398968714132010-01-21T18:18:00.001-08:002010-01-21T19:18:04.395-08:00Tot School? Sure, Why Not.<div style="text-align: center;">This is our first week back to a regular nap time, healthy dinners, and Mother's Day Out!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yay for normalcy!</div><div style="text-align: center;">We still haven't officially begun any new Tot School activities. I am really excited to get started, though! Walmart was having a big sale on their toys this past week, so we snatched up some wooden blocks, kid-sized kitchen gadgets, and even an art easel! I can't wait to get it all set-up so we can get back to our ABC's and 1,2,3's.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy has been doing a little Tot Schooling of his own with Lorelai...we cleaned out our office this past week so we have it set up with a tv and an old-school Super NES. This is what lesson plans Shawn has been working on:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ADJd5jjBxZW1TCXuNf675kz3gMe3p7kKB3nA84Rx2oPYD_Gf-Zac8X7EUezeyl9nkgkj4RgSgI4oZo_Amn23ybHgB1npSF73g3jcbMLoafqn8Q4a_BEgMVBiz4hHAdRZ3eDVI-Ztuno/s1600-h/IMG_0392.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ADJd5jjBxZW1TCXuNf675kz3gMe3p7kKB3nA84Rx2oPYD_Gf-Zac8X7EUezeyl9nkgkj4RgSgI4oZo_Amn23ybHgB1npSF73g3jcbMLoafqn8Q4a_BEgMVBiz4hHAdRZ3eDVI-Ztuno/s400/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429385194362193090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_2WeV3YaRacoQFmzYpHhr5heSvCKjSBsGsn5zTnoYG3eYJ6t4SbFnxxk5AzBHLXCI5GMLlPmuT7CuvbYPe4hkIXxM_yZmzkemQexaB44RbCOWjPWu0bj9TAWA_Cd4mXiVMfhgVN8vMUQ/s400/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429384308089997250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Please excuse picture quality...these were taken with the trusty ole point and shoot)</div><div style="text-align: center;">If you look closely, you can see that she is holding the duck hunt gun while watching Bambi.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nice.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Every time Thumper came on the screen, Shawn would say "Shoot the bunny!"</div><div style="text-align: center;">And she would.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think it's funny that Shawn thinks outside the box...it's one of the things I love most about him, however odd the subject matter is! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">He also took up teaching Lorelai the important skill of playing Super NES Mario...</div><div style="text-align: center;">or "Cheerio" as she calls it...I have a video of her playing, but I can't remember our youtube username and it takes too long to load straight to the blog. :(</div><div style="text-align: center;">That's all I've got for today!</div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-85247246837166393532010-01-15T05:10:00.000-08:002010-01-15T05:18:40.095-08:00Tot School? This Week? HAHAHA<div style="text-align: center;">Lorelai is 26 months...</div><div><br /></div><div>and we have done Nothing, and I mean Nothing this week. </div><div>We have survived, recuperated, and laid on the couch watching tv, too weak to do too much.</div><div>We are, of course, better now- but definitely too late to start a new activity or learn a new letter this week. Little Miss can now recognize a Big A and Little a, and most of the time a Big B and a Little b, although she has trouble singling them out in words. </div><div>That's it! Just wanted to post some kind of progress and keep up with the theme!</div><div><br /></div><div>And now, a picture. Because a picture is worth a thousand words.</div><div><br /></div><div>What happens when you mix Crayola bathwater color tablets, a two year old, and a daddy who is 4-5 feet away playing on his laptop??</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtEUTmyBbJyMJC8GaXWeNV90a-9TNqob6J0VrBpsBGwsELRnXJL_-EdMK8tEb9FVjGJ05v-zV_jAsvhk23YZKWDOXo_NRTt9OwomHekS5rMWdgEe0bZ8TdMZh22cam0wD2CvbAu9tMDSc/s400/IMG_0874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426954498190487282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You see where this is going?</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA1pAMLdlXOvNTlPNRX0ioDwbLC7d4Fj2G2CdqwDuMUey4GAkB4YyzKgwZVyqZV2trbFSzZYdHpS7FX6du6C0v7goiqikk9IhBPDV9sml9tAkjydcVI5bdnEwbF7o9OO5nq5wG__n3VSY/s400/IMG_0868E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426954489253087794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Too cute for words.</div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-82590759913143456222010-01-13T05:49:00.001-08:002010-01-13T05:50:41.224-08:00Th Wedding Massacre of 2010...<div style="text-align: center; ">It started out a cold, wintery day. Wedding bliss was in the air as we decorated the Heights Historic Firestation Ballroom. They had just informed us the night before that the heater was out, but we weren't going to let that get in the way...it was already warming up as we hung little silver ornaments and pink jewels from the branches of silver tree limbs.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">None of us could've guessed what was going to happen next...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">dum</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Dum</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">DUMMM</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Okay, but really. It started out a great day. Decorating, plan making, breakfast eating, and then lunch came. Mom didn't feel good and was the first (of the day) to get sick. She got through her little sick-spell and we kept on with the day, making sure not to mention to Leslie that mom was sick so that she didn't come down with any psychosomatic illness right before the ceremony. Efforts were wasted, Bride got sick. It hit her about two hours before the ceremony, and it hit her hard. She managed to get dressed and emerge from the dressing room long enough for some pictures, then went back to the bathroom. We mentioned to Pastor Tom that he may want to wait until we gave him the "go ahead" for the ceremony if he wanted the Bride to be present. I'm not sure if we even had to delay the ceremony...maybe by a few minutes? But there she was, fully dressed and smiling as it if had never happened (minus the candy cane she was sucking on through the ceremony, reception, etc...) I started getting cold sweats and shaking about halfway through the ceremony, made it through some post-ceremony pictures, and then could barely stand. I truly have no idea how Leslie was able to do it.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">My poor, poor sister!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Here are some pictures of the reception that morning after we had decorated...</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8uk5G0Gdi0lLlFQwOdZZdzHuQr1VmTPGz6JHZSFllLIBZNhG65RR_S-zTRNTWCzHGt6vgwCzwQVa0Kys6yXgGkrKYYfUgP_ZlYb_IZGhMfgSXPxHNp7blX_5l1QlSQZYA-GGp_BwFuOc/s1600-h/IMG_0988.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8uk5G0Gdi0lLlFQwOdZZdzHuQr1VmTPGz6JHZSFllLIBZNhG65RR_S-zTRNTWCzHGt6vgwCzwQVa0Kys6yXgGkrKYYfUgP_ZlYb_IZGhMfgSXPxHNp7blX_5l1QlSQZYA-GGp_BwFuOc/s400/IMG_0988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425973796204194914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLL-xLHEDpsi90OcIATdJuK0qHwQUdiEGtUGTPRwup4bqibNf55DAAHnJmNX6PwmZHqe40FrmNJBGFybjB4vde7aMvssMEO9WrwcOBCgnKsZRj9PE7vrlgGfjS1KebwTRrXRpOOB8ZzwM/s1600-h/IMG_0983.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLL-xLHEDpsi90OcIATdJuK0qHwQUdiEGtUGTPRwup4bqibNf55DAAHnJmNX6PwmZHqe40FrmNJBGFybjB4vde7aMvssMEO9WrwcOBCgnKsZRj9PE7vrlgGfjS1KebwTRrXRpOOB8ZzwM/s400/IMG_0983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425973787710803954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgab0Gq4zJA4pWlew7sTeiX-WRCpeaNWD8HpH1jH3KQ6twMGAxQPVOt_5lY_ug1PMo4yyx9Ic6ZvEGoHDPFo3KXdZ1HapgNUJ28xpTjzJcrcEGu73bEtQbLJkhNIKxyCrfpnkN6A1UH020/s1600-h/IMG_0967.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgab0Gq4zJA4pWlew7sTeiX-WRCpeaNWD8HpH1jH3KQ6twMGAxQPVOt_5lY_ug1PMo4yyx9Ic6ZvEGoHDPFo3KXdZ1HapgNUJ28xpTjzJcrcEGu73bEtQbLJkhNIKxyCrfpnkN6A1UH020/s400/IMG_0967.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425973777800418738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1nV7-Rjs-kAD_X8D7cg_g_jfKMqZhogT34VtYKTtneTfdrBUAvxsCNXi4qlCuSf06oqN2J3EfodYdVWhaQTW2tYaFYpn5O215ajI5Fzi6VBBPjbAnCDWw09PcHWgPIli7uCHHST530dk/s1600-h/IMG_0965.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1nV7-Rjs-kAD_X8D7cg_g_jfKMqZhogT34VtYKTtneTfdrBUAvxsCNXi4qlCuSf06oqN2J3EfodYdVWhaQTW2tYaFYpn5O215ajI5Fzi6VBBPjbAnCDWw09PcHWgPIli7uCHHST530dk/s400/IMG_0965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425973237148127842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQXHS4AuopgQqFIlfXgcYrjIlWarGVO1hybj1Lg4j8bXHocCDeMlTC-P2RiWnJLZRkdlxmHH1eFHaaEExRnLukYhvKB5rQM0U_pDHNMqXff_G-xB02E_oTe_humgpzlrB-PiiD4OuOV8k/s1600-h/IMG_0964.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQXHS4AuopgQqFIlfXgcYrjIlWarGVO1hybj1Lg4j8bXHocCDeMlTC-P2RiWnJLZRkdlxmHH1eFHaaEExRnLukYhvKB5rQM0U_pDHNMqXff_G-xB02E_oTe_humgpzlrB-PiiD4OuOV8k/s400/IMG_0964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425973227968425858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwhYzJzj3Y2XMaIiyOS5UYeZ5YS4cbyjMcduJ0-KoKaYuRSkANVjsh6wJw3SkYxBTfWHgbPwWEo-RcWyekZoVc0jN7a19-L7uGOxkM24sCzc_hJodpElGr4rGImKs5Fl8s44qKGgcS6jQ/s400/IMG_0959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425973224268491394" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /><div style="text-align: center; ">Maybe someday this will be funny, but right now, it still feels like a bad dream! I remember very little of the ceremony, and even less of the reception. My apologies to everyone who caught this bug....it is really the most contagious bug I have ever heard of. The official count is up to 17 people right now, and counting as the sick ones spread it even further.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwhYzJzj3Y2XMaIiyOS5UYeZ5YS4cbyjMcduJ0-KoKaYuRSkANVjsh6wJw3SkYxBTfWHgbPwWEo-RcWyekZoVc0jN7a19-L7uGOxkM24sCzc_hJodpElGr4rGImKs5Fl8s44qKGgcS6jQ/s1600-h/IMG_0959.JPG"></a></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Here are a few gems I captured in the Bridal Room waiting for her to recover...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">how did her hair stay so perfect??</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoyXqb9p5eYfZH7kG8O7wHw8l_E6xc6pBiHYn5jgbJ-EmU4LsRT0myZfE1Oh8peKu_21R8N59eWMlPQ2IArHraYll3wi-ncamBtepaLSDm5bGexj2EQ-nn_a29Pt5oyiLFheLo2948FPI/s1600-h/IMG_0387E.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoyXqb9p5eYfZH7kG8O7wHw8l_E6xc6pBiHYn5jgbJ-EmU4LsRT0myZfE1Oh8peKu_21R8N59eWMlPQ2IArHraYll3wi-ncamBtepaLSDm5bGexj2EQ-nn_a29Pt5oyiLFheLo2948FPI/s400/IMG_0387E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425976755082773458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center; ">a sad, pathetic face to show how you truly feel?</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_BRbEzRr3h11ArqwczqWo7oL9B8gr4iS8XU8EoO8quPTJ9Z3oiwX1lUinykLsapKoE1oRFQZE_oJQeGWj0m5TRQPAFdSLCkfpjHUbLXT-nDp7vnztngNoeKnmF4cVvxQT5X53YC6xFY/s1600-h/IMG_0388E.jpg"></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_BRbEzRr3h11ArqwczqWo7oL9B8gr4iS8XU8EoO8quPTJ9Z3oiwX1lUinykLsapKoE1oRFQZE_oJQeGWj0m5TRQPAFdSLCkfpjHUbLXT-nDp7vnztngNoeKnmF4cVvxQT5X53YC6xFY/s1600-h/IMG_0388E.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_BRbEzRr3h11ArqwczqWo7oL9B8gr4iS8XU8EoO8quPTJ9Z3oiwX1lUinykLsapKoE1oRFQZE_oJQeGWj0m5TRQPAFdSLCkfpjHUbLXT-nDp7vnztngNoeKnmF4cVvxQT5X53YC6xFY/s400/IMG_0388E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425976745604342130" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center; ">how about a little smile?</div></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHh3pT58FHSOm54NLJarnBcS_gkBcFYxv9gSWpFtELpjTwoS8KXTVGRu49AAloKVKT63qSktxHXG1Eae0syTG6JTYoFFWcr2PXOaYvpSEya9u0kBxAAmueVy9n77fbvY-HNeHwjfITtRM/s400/IMG_0389E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425976736818453170" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: center; ">There now! That's better!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">(maybe the smile's a little too big? kinda scary? oh well.)</div><div style="text-align: center; ">How someone SO sick was still so beautiful is a mystery to me.</div></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Leslie and Chris- it can only go up from here!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Hope you were able to stop vomiting long enough to enjoy Mexico!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHh3pT58FHSOm54NLJarnBcS_gkBcFYxv9gSWpFtELpjTwoS8KXTVGRu49AAloKVKT63qSktxHXG1Eae0syTG6JTYoFFWcr2PXOaYvpSEya9u0kBxAAmueVy9n77fbvY-HNeHwjfITtRM/s1600-h/IMG_0389E.jpg"></a></div><div style="text-align: center; ">(and everyone, once again, on behalf of Lorelai....or Shawn....or even maybe me....<i>SORRY!</i>)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1762006726906050315.post-3446414661124678222010-01-12T14:11:00.000-08:002010-01-12T14:31:23.603-08:00Rehearsal Dinner<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi6YjGeRuOUXHjY1oMb-pMMcTn5IPxWWW0tAvGTsQ9SVBYjJTkavaYSUfx0Hac-0z8Brt3IsYWd6jOurQ3HpFzYn8svPHBmAVWgT07-5483uhF0Ir768dyicV96XTLtj3ZZI5t3C-rZP4/s1600-h/IMG_0938E.JPG"></a><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing exciting, really, just a few pictures of the rehearsal dinner at Star Pizza!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNHyG8BqZ6TcxJ6w01MKVbBG3msRBbTvdpLJBiS3tH3yXU7QzxfI44mMi1fNRSmvQ3OEViRT7yX359f4qIpSE-KpI3BpxEWtZj_CXDvCM16-v4ui5WCtdmcGUR7JpmerjFG8zvCMSKbfU/s1600-h/IMG_0886.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNHyG8BqZ6TcxJ6w01MKVbBG3msRBbTvdpLJBiS3tH3yXU7QzxfI44mMi1fNRSmvQ3OEViRT7yX359f4qIpSE-KpI3BpxEWtZj_CXDvCM16-v4ui5WCtdmcGUR7JpmerjFG8zvCMSKbfU/s400/IMG_0886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425982470167659122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR1sj038NdOkx2fYukmj3uhNdw2G5htY2ZR37TddZtn5RFhoDKW4lds82_DPbMRXYy19r5HmTuPRUaoY_NJy_Nb7bdRknPXN_kT8ZQjL8DZ1a6SjCgOmF8MeYUYcBdfNudME2XK-Br3dA/s1600-h/IMG_0882E.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR1sj038NdOkx2fYukmj3uhNdw2G5htY2ZR37TddZtn5RFhoDKW4lds82_DPbMRXYy19r5HmTuPRUaoY_NJy_Nb7bdRknPXN_kT8ZQjL8DZ1a6SjCgOmF8MeYUYcBdfNudME2XK-Br3dA/s400/IMG_0882E.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425982462765755346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9y6H6Fkc2alJnbrFSTTamfRGG0ACnXiOLr2LJGYvJkFYD9-MUAVtor-U1V86oJ428a1E4AoVDFog4WiZ_CD1udQbQ1dBZu4FmIStPp39q6z63bJc2TcmEnXicepougcVppgtmq3ulD2g/s400/IMG_0880E.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425982456366552386" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9y6H6Fkc2alJnbrFSTTamfRGG0ACnXiOLr2LJGYvJkFYD9-MUAVtor-U1V86oJ428a1E4AoVDFog4WiZ_CD1udQbQ1dBZu4FmIStPp39q6z63bJc2TcmEnXicepougcVppgtmq3ulD2g/s1600-h/IMG_0880E.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"></a></div><div>The infection-spreading begins...<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmeEwKqWrF72BBtKsl6rKjQ8a8pp5cgLenalTnC31t6PQzL9LWQI1I3O3PiPgxz9TeEB5gSel4abLUg7ifjmxVpinRxf0GXO1yidHhTbELSJ6I1zCg8W-tvFkfyCSsPmDNzMobYsuo2D4/s400/IMG_0877E.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425982445596415410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " />I love these....Lorelai's reaction to the necklace Leslie and Chris gave her for being their flowergirl...</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq7VlEnrc1zM1KG0AkI4pflQt5I1g1aC0mQTE3IHR3W8Fjit5W1JqF_m_VeutGP73XgyftaPWaZv_2pMF17mXQniB_nFjZQqiMhdVZkumbX9DEQSQIgv-Ih49vC9xAZ4F50e1EH__d8DY/s400/IMG_0928E.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425984119047874002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi6YjGeRuOUXHjY1oMb-pMMcTn5IPxWWW0tAvGTsQ9SVBYjJTkavaYSUfx0Hac-0z8Brt3IsYWd6jOurQ3HpFzYn8svPHBmAVWgT07-5483uhF0Ir768dyicV96XTLtj3ZZI5t3C-rZP4/s1600-h/IMG_0938E.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi6YjGeRuOUXHjY1oMb-pMMcTn5IPxWWW0tAvGTsQ9SVBYjJTkavaYSUfx0Hac-0z8Brt3IsYWd6jOurQ3HpFzYn8svPHBmAVWgT07-5483uhF0Ir768dyicV96XTLtj3ZZI5t3C-rZP4/s400/IMG_0938E.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425984124359339762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Love the green lighting in the place, don't you?</div><div style="text-align: center;">These were, of course, before all of the <i>REAL</i> fun...<br /><br /></div></div>The Littleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17171275160886865816noreply@blogger.com0