<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531</id><updated>2011-10-26T20:46:41.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fallingintolifeandlove</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-7461311838769473046</id><published>2010-02-25T21:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:24:10.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's Top Five Toddler Moments of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I worked as a nanny for several years and I always wondered why parents would let their kids make an absolute mess of somthing all the while knowing what the kid was doing. I finally get it. Sometimes with a toddler you just need a little break, a couple minutes of peace to recollect. And sometimes for that little break parents are willing to offer whatever it takes for two minutes of peace. For example, the other day I was in desperate need of such a break. Logan wanted a yogurt. Now, a toddler unattended with a yogurt usually does not end well. Knowing this, I also knew this "yogurt snack" would buy me a good 2 1/2 minutes. Weighing my options, I was thinking I would probably come back to a yogurt smeared child, dog, table, &amp;amp; floor. I decided it was more than worth it. I opened the yogurt and told Logan I was going to the computer room and I would be right back. I got a few minutes reprive and Logan got to practice his abstract artistic side on the table with his yogurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, why would a parent make such a lopsided trade off? I would say it is mostly fueled by all the mischevious toddler moments. Here is a list of Logan's five ten mischevious moments of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Logan learned how to climb up on the counters to get something he wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Dropped a golf ball in the toilet. (Thankfully he didn't flush. Next time when he does thankfully I also work for a plumbing/ac company.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Used a cup to get a drink of the dog's water. Ick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Locked Daddy outside, while Daddy was home alone with Logan. (Luckily the front door was unlocked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan's top toddler moment of the week....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Flooded the bathroom after flushing nearly a whole roll of toilet paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily he is so darn cute. So all is quickly forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442402951544087922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/S4dMpjtSpXI/AAAAAAAAAXk/G4JNunzTIJ0/s400/100_2183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-7461311838769473046?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7461311838769473046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=7461311838769473046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7461311838769473046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7461311838769473046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/logans-top-five-toddler-moments-of-week.html' title='Logan&apos;s Top Five Toddler Moments of the Week'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/S4dMpjtSpXI/AAAAAAAAAXk/G4JNunzTIJ0/s72-c/100_2183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-7793119804181750134</id><published>2010-01-10T09:12:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:43:36.394-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Logan!!</title><content type='html'>Today my sweet little baby turns two years old! It's hard to believe, it has gone by so quickly. We have had so much fun watching him grow and learn and develop his own little personality. He is truly a joy! I'm looking forward to what the next year will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425134232531893074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/S0ny10Tf-1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/NoIQDbim2kc/s400/100_1967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated his birthday yesterday. We went to eat at Alamo Cafe with Gammy and Grandad. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; has a little stream that runs through it... he really likes that. Then we went to Inflatable Wonderland, where they have a bunch of bouncy castles, slides, and play areas. It took him a little while to warm up to the idea. There were a ton of kids there at first, just a little overwhelming. I had to climb up into a slide with him so he would see that it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Then once he got going, he was right up there with the big kids. He climbed up this big slide all by himself, holding up traffic the whole way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425132241368661858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/S0nxB6pMP2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/3CzFCGqQW4w/s400/100_2099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;play land&lt;/span&gt; we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; and Gammy let Logan pick out his birthday present. He got a little tykes basketball hoop, and Daddy and Grandad had just as much fun with it as Logan. Then, we went back to the house and had cake, ice cream, and opened the rest of his presents. It was a fun day! Logan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; had fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425136152323933714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/S0n0lkFlxhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/cmndQPQ7z9s/s400/100_2105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425136157196916898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/S0n0l2PZmKI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EnLpnWiwn7k/s400/100_2100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425136160347459362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/S0n0mB-jDyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fY9FIgNzYxY/s400/100_2108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425136165686852498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/S0n0mV3ju5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/3nfS_efKdqs/s400/100_2129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-7793119804181750134?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7793119804181750134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=7793119804181750134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7793119804181750134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7793119804181750134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-logan.html' title='Happy Birthday Logan!!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/S0ny10Tf-1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/NoIQDbim2kc/s72-c/100_1967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-184926147443826340</id><published>2009-12-21T21:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:48:17.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning the Potty</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On one of the blogs that I read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mckmama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hosts a weekly blog carnival called Not Me Monday. Which basically entails brutally honest confessions of how we are all far from perfect. You can find more Not Me Monday postings at &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;http://www.mycharmingkids.net/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When my son had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the toilet for the first time the other day, I most certainly did not do a little happy dance and send out a text to some of my friends declaring this accomplishment. I would never share something personal like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't take Logan this weekend just to get a picture with Santa, knowing he would probably be terrified of the man, only so I could have a picture for his scrapbook. No, I would never do that. And if I did, we surely did not wait in line for an hour only to have Logan scream when put on Santa's lap. That would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Why not wait unit next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417901525967817522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SzBAu4tbyzI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ZBY_QehXTXU/s400/100_2023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-184926147443826340?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/184926147443826340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=184926147443826340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/184926147443826340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/184926147443826340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/learning-potty.html' title='Learning the Potty'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-5795949703592682674</id><published>2009-12-19T21:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:55:21.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally an Update</title><content type='html'>I know it has been ages since I have posted anything. So what life change event has happened in the last 6 months to keep me away so long? Really not much of anything. I always mean well. I think of things I would like to post, but after working all day at the computer I can hardly get the motivation to do it some more. Well it's the weekend now, Logan is asleep and Adam is watching the Cowboys game with the guys. Now seems like a good time to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are quickly approaching Logan's second birthday. I can hardly believe it, time really flies! Logan is growing by leaps and bounds. His personality is coming out a little more every day. He is making sure to assert this now too. Gone are the days when I can dress him as I like. He usually wants certain shoes and a certain jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sesame Street has become an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obsession&lt;/span&gt;, Elmo in particular. He absolutely loves him! Gammy took him to see Sesame Street live last month. Which of course he adored. Reba got him a little stuffed Elmo from the show. Now he sleeps with his Elmo every night. Elmo has to be there for story time, sometimes he has to wear pajamas, and of course his Elmo must have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Binky&lt;/span&gt; too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417172906789235442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sy2qDqwK6vI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MWA3q6WTtLc/s400/100_2015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Logan started potty training about 3 weeks ago. He pretty much decided to start on his own. I bought him a potty seat several months ago, just to get him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;familiarized&lt;/span&gt; with it. Sometimes he would go in the mornings, but other than that he would just sit on it on occasion. Now all of the sudden he is telling me when he needs to go potty and wearing underwear at home for a couple hours at a time and staying dry. He is also doing a great job with it at daycare usually only wetting two diapers a day there. We are very proud of him! Although, I must say it is a lot of work. We make frequent trips to the bathroom, but the thought of no more diapers is very motivating!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-5795949703592682674?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5795949703592682674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=5795949703592682674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5795949703592682674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5795949703592682674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-update.html' title='Finally an Update'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sy2qDqwK6vI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MWA3q6WTtLc/s72-c/100_2015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-6911826138873500877</id><published>2009-06-01T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:59:48.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you just love Mondays</title><content type='html'>Today has kind of shaped up to be a shitty day (literally). It started going a little sour when I called Logan's doctor for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prescription&lt;/span&gt; for pink eye. Yeah, we both have it. My baby loves to share like that. Anyhow, moving right along. I spoke to one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nurses&lt;/span&gt; in the office and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;proceeds&lt;/span&gt; to tell me that Logan is no longer a patient there. What!? Yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; if you see another doctor they transfer you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jeez&lt;/span&gt; I didn't know we took vows. The only reason I took him to another doctor was because our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt; was closed when Logan needed to get in. Actually, it turned out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. They pulled Logan's chart from the archives and cleared it all up. They just told me from now on he is not allowed to see another doctor during normal office hours. Doctor politics who would have known....not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day went fairly smoothly until we got home. I walk into the kitchen to find our dog had let go of all of her bowels. Now Shelby &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; goes in the house. I will spare you the details but there's no way she could have held this in. It was horrible!!  I'm just thankful it wasn't on any rugs. Normally I would have made Adam clean that up since it's really his dog...but sadly he wasn't home and wouldn't be for quite a while. I think he should be on diaper duty for the next three months for that one. Poor Shelby though, I hope it was just something she ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I finally got that cleaned up. I was having a battle of wills with Logan. We have a big 50 gallon salt water fish tank. It sits on top of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cabinet&lt;/span&gt; built to hold the tank, the pump is housed below. We have locks on the doors so Logan can't get in. But it is open on the back side against the wall. Well Logan kept trying to peek around the back of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cabinet&lt;/span&gt;, and I was worried he would pull out something he wasn't supposed to. I tried to redirect without avail, so we tried timeout. He played nicely for a little while after. Then, he snuck back there again and I saw that he had my cell phone in hand. I yelled "NO LOGAN!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kurplunk&lt;/span&gt;! I ran over and got the phone out, finding many other treasures in there as well. I ripped out the battery in hopes of saving it, and scolded Logan and sent him back to timeout. He was only in timeout about a minute and half. You would have thought it was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;eternity&lt;/span&gt;. He was upset for the rest of the night pretty much. Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;grief&lt;/span&gt; he doesn't even know what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;spanking&lt;/span&gt; is. I guess I hurt his feelings...but maybe he won't do it again. Ha ha right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I don't think my phone will make it. This is the second drowning. The first time it fell in the toilet. I would like to blame Logan for that one, but sadly I can't. I mean really how many lives can a phone have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-6911826138873500877?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6911826138873500877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=6911826138873500877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6911826138873500877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6911826138873500877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-you-just-love-mondays.html' title='Don&apos;t you just love Mondays'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-3284419691415453713</id><published>2009-05-19T22:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:00:44.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaded Dinner time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dinner time is a stressful time at our house. By the time Logan and I get home it is almost 6:00. He is hungry and fussy...as am I. I try to keep my meal plans to 30 minutes or less, because Logan's tummy and patience do not give me much time. Otherwise, he is at my feet begging to be held. Or I have to try to hold him while chopping vegetables or doing something dangerous of the sort. So this is how he deals...he wrecks havoc on my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337749673097817522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/ShN_DAzz7bI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Pp0G7TVgAiY/s400/100_1509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-3284419691415453713?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3284419691415453713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=3284419691415453713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3284419691415453713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3284419691415453713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreaded-dinner-time.html' title='Dreaded Dinner time'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/ShN_DAzz7bI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Pp0G7TVgAiY/s72-c/100_1509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-256417601983049060</id><published>2009-05-05T22:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:35:14.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Simple Money Saving Tricks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SgD-4TAx_2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/uNYrLRN4z30/s1600-h/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332542201936346978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SgD-4TAx_2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/uNYrLRN4z30/s400/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks edition of Works-For-Me-Wednesday is themed the Frugal Edition. I opted to go for a list of my simple money saving tricks, seeing as we are still trying to work on that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I try to always plan our meals for the week. It saves us an average of $25/week in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;groceries&lt;/span&gt; not to mention the headache of coming up with something at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Craigslist&lt;/span&gt; is my best friend for furniture or baby equipment, usually I can find lightly used items for a fraction of the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When a doctor's visit is needed outside our pediatricians hours I try to take Logan to a clinic with late hours rather than the urgent care. It saves us money on our co-pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Having prepared frozen meals on hand for when I don't feel like cooking. We don't end up spending money eating out and we eat healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And our best money saving benefit...Grandparents, They save us a ton of money on babysitting. :o) And we feel comfortable leaving Logan overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.wearethatfamily.com/"&gt;www.wearethatfamily.com&lt;/a&gt; for more frugal ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-256417601983049060?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/256417601983049060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=256417601983049060' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/256417601983049060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/256417601983049060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-simple-money-saving-tricks.html' title='My Simple Money Saving Tricks'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SgD-4TAx_2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/uNYrLRN4z30/s72-c/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-6490454600702403600</id><published>2009-05-03T23:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:19:24.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey Boy</title><content type='html'>This weekend we bought Logan a little climber slide with a playhouse underneath. Do you think he likes it? Since then he has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;proceeded&lt;/span&gt; to climb onto the kitchen table as well as the second shelf of my bakers rack. This boy loves to climb. I must go now and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reevaluate&lt;/span&gt; all of my childproofing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sf5q83JVBMI/AAAAAAAAAV8/cBXRYmDkpvU/s1600-h/100_1467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331816602681017538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sf5q83JVBMI/AAAAAAAAAV8/cBXRYmDkpvU/s400/100_1467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sf5q8ThvscI/AAAAAAAAAV0/8wiAUIhBVaY/s1600-h/100_1466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331816593119752642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sf5q8ThvscI/AAAAAAAAAV0/8wiAUIhBVaY/s400/100_1466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sf5q8B8lkiI/AAAAAAAAAVs/a-yDZ2tIZGk/s1600-h/100_1464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331816588400497186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sf5q8B8lkiI/AAAAAAAAAVs/a-yDZ2tIZGk/s400/100_1464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sf5q7-8HrzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/a2mQe1ZyKKI/s1600-h/100_1468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331816587593232178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sf5q7-8HrzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/a2mQe1ZyKKI/s400/100_1468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-6490454600702403600?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6490454600702403600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=6490454600702403600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6490454600702403600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6490454600702403600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/monkey-boy.html' title='Monkey Boy'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sf5q83JVBMI/AAAAAAAAAV8/cBXRYmDkpvU/s72-c/100_1467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8455935572463451612</id><published>2009-04-22T06:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:37:51.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious tortillas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Se7_QM9roqI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9229gGphbIo/s1600-h/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327476063048802978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Se7_QM9roqI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9229gGphbIo/s400/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We use tortillas quite often in this family. We love breakfast tacos, fajitas, gorditas....anything yummy you can put in a tortilla. While eating at home the tortillas are never as good as the homemade tortillas at the resturants. Unless you have the gumption to make them from scratch...which I don't. Well recently someone told me about some raw tortillas that you can find in the refrigerated section of the grocery store. They are already rolled out and about the same price. All you have to do is cook them  in a skillet for about a minute. And you have fresh tortillas that are delicious! Yes, they are a little more work then the cooked tortillas. Oh but they are so much better. So, raw tortillas works for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.wearethatfamily.com/"&gt;http://www.wearethatfamily.com/&lt;/a&gt; for more Works-For-Me-Wednesday Tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8455935572463451612?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8455935572463451612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8455935572463451612' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8455935572463451612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8455935572463451612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/delicious-tortillas.html' title='Delicious tortillas'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Se7_QM9roqI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9229gGphbIo/s72-c/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-4616376951378224868</id><published>2009-04-16T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:48:33.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Weekend Away</title><content type='html'>Adam and I are finally taking off for a weekend. It has been a well earned mini vacation. Next weekend we will head down to the coast for two nights, with 6 of our friends. Four of which are couples. We rented a beautiful beach house that is walking distance to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325483900616243826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZFlK-nI/AAAAAAAAAU0/KE8Fd9srJU4/s400/beach+house1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZvAxMGI/AAAAAAAAAVU/oBWtIbkBFjE/s1600-h/beach+house+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325483911737847906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZvAxMGI/AAAAAAAAAVU/oBWtIbkBFjE/s400/beach+house+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZdT0o6I/AAAAAAAAAVM/AJsAe1K3fGE/s1600-h/beach+house+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325483906985927586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZdT0o6I/AAAAAAAAAVM/AJsAe1K3fGE/s400/beach+house+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZfBoQ5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/O5v_H1Qn_t0/s1600-h/beach+house+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325483907446490002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZfBoQ5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/O5v_H1Qn_t0/s400/beach+house+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZH8f3BI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5hGY7gKJGqg/s1600-h/beach+house+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325483901250952210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZH8f3BI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5hGY7gKJGqg/s400/beach+house+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys are going on a deep sea fishing trip on Saturday, which will take pretty much all day. While us girls shop, lounge on the beach, and explore the area. We haven't made any plans for Sunday just yet, but I'm sure it will involve more lounging, possibly some water sports, and a nice fresh seafood resturant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been wanting to get a way for a while now. However, we needed a little extra push and my brother and his girlfriend coming down for a visit seemed like the perfect opportunity. This will be the first time we have been away without Logan. He will be staying with Gammy and Grandad. It's so nice to have a set of grandparents here. He has stayed the night with them several times before, but we have never gone out of town without him. I feel a little guilty. I told Adam this and said "Logan has never been to the beach, maybe we should take him.". He said, "No, this our weekend." I agree we do need it. Sorry Logan, you can go next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-4616376951378224868?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4616376951378224868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=4616376951378224868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/4616376951378224868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/4616376951378224868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-weekend-away.html' title='Our Weekend Away'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SefrZFlK-nI/AAAAAAAAAU0/KE8Fd9srJU4/s72-c/beach+house1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-4577612812075849171</id><published>2009-04-14T22:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:51:46.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blanket Hogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeVYYpSt24I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ngv_706W8JY/s1600-h/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324759314859940738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeVYYpSt24I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ngv_706W8JY/s400/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the blogs that I read hosts a fabulous list of different ideas, tips, &amp;amp; recipes all submitted by different readers. It is called Works-For-Me-Wednesday. I have been a long time reader and have found many beneficial ideas from this. So, I decided I would give it a go. So here is my Works-for-me-Wednesday tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I have always had a hard time sharing a blanket. I won't say who the offending party is, but someone always ends up curled in a ball shivering because the other stole the blanket. Now... we had a king size bed with a king size comfoter. So it's not like there was a lack of coverage area. I suppose some people just like to roll in their blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it didn't take us long to realize that this just wasn't going to work for us. So rather than us sleeping in different beds to avoid midnight struggles over a blanket. We just each have our own blanket. I bought 2 twin sized duvets and it works wonderful. Although it's not very much fun to have to buy two duvet covers for one bed...but it is definately worth it. Everyone stays warm and can sleep how they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find more works-for-me-wednesday ideas over at &lt;a href="http://www.wearethatfamily.com/"&gt;we are THAT family&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-4577612812075849171?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4577612812075849171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=4577612812075849171' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/4577612812075849171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/4577612812075849171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/blanket-hogs.html' title='Blanket Hogs'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeVYYpSt24I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ngv_706W8JY/s72-c/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-3829005727415314034</id><published>2009-04-12T22:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:26:42.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a nice Easter egg hunt and lunch with the grandparents, but the Easter bunny left the crabbies in our house. Logan was running on a short little nap, thanks to mommy. I believe it all started from the short lived nap. It took me a while to get Logan down for a nap this morning. Then, when I finally did I was trying to get all of our stuff ready to go. There were some things in his room and I thought I could just sneak in there and grab them quick and get out. Bad idea, never try to sneak into sleeping baby's room! I woke him up and he was up to stay up. Adam and I were also both running on little sleep. Needless to say by the time we got back from a late lunch we were all grumpy. Logan is finally asleep for the night (hopefully)! And I'm off to bed as well. But here are a few pictures of our easter egg hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324011314861832866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwFUJ_-qI/AAAAAAAAATs/DRr5slurtUo/s400/100_1415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwGOv7PNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/FKLuongv9UE/s1600-h/100_1427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324011330590162130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwGOv7PNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/FKLuongv9UE/s400/100_1427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwFxil5CI/AAAAAAAAAT8/etBEFRVkso4/s1600-h/100_1426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324011322749608994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwFxil5CI/AAAAAAAAAT8/etBEFRVkso4/s400/100_1426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwFngyYcI/AAAAAAAAAT0/oifeBneOtKA/s1600-h/100_1418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324011320057684418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwFngyYcI/AAAAAAAAAT0/oifeBneOtKA/s400/100_1418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324011331526825138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwGSPPlLI/AAAAAAAAAUM/h-KSJd9OJnA/s400/100_1433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324012001033899474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwtQWKzdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/HYn1PjYPneM/s400/100_1430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-3829005727415314034?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3829005727415314034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=3829005727415314034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3829005727415314034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3829005727415314034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SeKwFUJ_-qI/AAAAAAAAATs/DRr5slurtUo/s72-c/100_1415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8311242771540879718</id><published>2009-04-09T23:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:25:45.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7Jvf1hJbI/AAAAAAAAATk/zYC0YHSpu6Y/s1600-h/100_1408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322913627435509170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7Jvf1hJbI/AAAAAAAAATk/zYC0YHSpu6Y/s400/100_1408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan jamming on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7Ju1LmFAI/AAAAAAAAATc/kt4LC8eMvvI/s1600-h/100_1394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322913615985382402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7Ju1LmFAI/AAAAAAAAATc/kt4LC8eMvvI/s400/100_1394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;carousal&lt;/span&gt; ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7Ju-xwgGI/AAAAAAAAATU/IA64B84IvnU/s1600-h/100_1370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322913618561368162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7Ju-xwgGI/AAAAAAAAATU/IA64B84IvnU/s400/100_1370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7JuQRX3NI/AAAAAAAAATM/A7WV0CP8tVc/s1600-h/100_1360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322913606077504722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7JuQRX3NI/AAAAAAAAATM/A7WV0CP8tVc/s400/100_1360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the butterfly exibit at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7JuLbLAlI/AAAAAAAAATE/XU357IuYmNg/s1600-h/100_1346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322913604776428114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7JuLbLAlI/AAAAAAAAATE/XU357IuYmNg/s400/100_1346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8311242771540879718?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8311242771540879718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8311242771540879718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8311242771540879718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8311242771540879718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/logan-jamming-on-wii-guitar-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/Sd7Jvf1hJbI/AAAAAAAAATk/zYC0YHSpu6Y/s72-c/100_1408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-1152583356819626847</id><published>2009-04-06T22:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:38:56.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorious Sleep</title><content type='html'>Until recently we had been fighting a battle of wills nearly every night at bedtime. To add to that, my once peaceful sleeping baby had gone back to waking up at night. Sometimes deciding it was playtime...at 3 in the morning. I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I added to the problem by bringing Logan into bed with us when he would wake up, or sleeping with him where ever we could get sleep. This lack of sleep was starting to wear on me. I mean come on, there is no reason a 13 month old baby should not be sleeping through the night, unless he is sick. It was time for an intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ready to try the cry it out method...Adam not so much. So we kind of compromised. I decided I would put him in his crib to go to sleep, but stay in there with him so he wouldn't feel abandoned. Well, the first night didn't go so well. I sat right by his crib and tried to sing to him...but he cried regardless for about 30 minutes. Then, he finally gave in. I was a little discouraged but determined to make it work. So we tried again the next night. I told Logan it was time for bed. He cried all the way to his room, but once in his crib he was fine. We read some stories, then he went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been following our new routine for about a month now, and minus a few bumps along the way, it is working great. He sleeps through the night now. Sometimes  he will still wake up and fuss a little, but he usually goes back to sleep on his own. At bedtime he will walk willingly to his room and lift up his arms to get in his crib. I do have to stay in there with him until he falls asleep, but it doesn't take long...and we enjoy our story time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-1152583356819626847?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1152583356819626847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=1152583356819626847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/1152583356819626847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/1152583356819626847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/glorious-sleep.html' title='Glorious Sleep'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-7795292302392773058</id><published>2009-03-31T22:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:54:43.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpredictable, dramatic, exciting, emotional, lovable.....TODDLERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; life with a toddler...it is very fun but oh so exhausting. The temper tantrums have started, spaced between sweet cuddles, kisses, and new accomplishments and adventures everyday. One of our favorite activities now is reading. How he loves to read. He has his favorites and we read them over and over again. I try to bring out new books when I don't feel I can read the same one another time. However, this doesn't usually work very well. He will listen through the first few pages then prompt a quick finish by clapping and shouting "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YAHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!", while handing me one of his classics. If you don't seem to get the drift he will come close the book for you. I suppose at least he tries to be polite about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His second favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;past time&lt;/span&gt; is climbing. Anything he can climb by himself he will. Then once at the top he will sit precariously on the edge swinging his legs with a smug look of accomplishment on his face. He is absolutely fearless, he has no problem climbing the big playground equipment or trying a slide by himself. Sometimes it seems he thinks he is much older than he is. But give it about 10 minutes he will make sure to remind you how old he really is when you try to pull him away from the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319565531835003314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SdLkqrxv8bI/AAAAAAAAASU/kERn1tbvNKw/s400/100_1349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-7795292302392773058?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7795292302392773058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=7795292302392773058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7795292302392773058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7795292302392773058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/unpredictable-dramatic-exciting.html' title='Unpredictable, dramatic, exciting, emotional, lovable.....TODDLERS'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SdLkqrxv8bI/AAAAAAAAASU/kERn1tbvNKw/s72-c/100_1349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-7531782383167255625</id><published>2009-03-09T22:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:25:59.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tug of War</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is Chloe, Gammy &amp;amp; Grandad's dog. She is their baby, so whenever Logan comes over they are always fighting for center stage. Or rather Chloe is trying to regain it. That's why I think this video is hilarious, because this a great representation of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-765a109bdc3099a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0765a109bdc3099a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330245131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D791CCC817ED5C66373FDDD97D710E049564CDA2B.52E0412244EF17FF21EA04AA71B92042FE568D38%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D765a109bdc3099a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_UYPO_AfkxRze-TGyuqxNX4DHuA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0765a109bdc3099a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330245131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D791CCC817ED5C66373FDDD97D710E049564CDA2B.52E0412244EF17FF21EA04AA71B92042FE568D38%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D765a109bdc3099a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_UYPO_AfkxRze-TGyuqxNX4DHuA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-7531782383167255625?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=765a109bdc3099a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7531782383167255625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=7531782383167255625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7531782383167255625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7531782383167255625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/tug-of-war.html' title='Tug of War'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-825084476573647100</id><published>2009-01-12T23:02:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:36:45.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Logan!</title><content type='html'>Saturday we celebrated Logan's 1st birthday. Wow, this year has really flown by. I can't believe how big my sweet baby is. We just had a simple party for him with presents cake and ice cream. I also made my first attempt at decortating a cake, it didn't turn out too bad...but I will need to perfect my skills before I can do Spiderman. Here are a few pictures and highlights from his big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjz2w0UFI/AAAAAAAAARI/UwudIqVMuV8/s1600-h/100_1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290643036034060370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjz2w0UFI/AAAAAAAAARI/UwudIqVMuV8/s400/100_1113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjg0DetCI/AAAAAAAAARA/UWPsuibZHPs/s1600-h/100_1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642708889515042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjg0DetCI/AAAAAAAAARA/UWPsuibZHPs/s400/100_1112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the cake that I made for Logan to tear into. The marshmallows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are supposed to be bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjgreSr0I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/EcitnO-yvAA/s1600-h/100_1108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642706586054466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjgreSr0I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/EcitnO-yvAA/s400/100_1108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the cupcakes for him to take to daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjgWjOjvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/uteGxhUsIN0/s1600-h/100_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642700969610994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjgWjOjvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/uteGxhUsIN0/s400/100_1135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjfwRK85I/AAAAAAAAAQo/R-M22ssfdu4/s1600-h/100_1121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642690693329810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjfwRK85I/AAAAAAAAAQo/R-M22ssfdu4/s400/100_1121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjfiv_tVI/AAAAAAAAAQg/V0UAUdJAesY/s1600-h/100_1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642687064520018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjfiv_tVI/AAAAAAAAAQg/V0UAUdJAesY/s400/100_1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My look how you have grown baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290643529138546994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwkQjuFqTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mEtB90rpJWI/s400/101_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-46258eb7c97d22cc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46258eb7c97d22cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330245131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D702222B3FE330871E4B9388C2B9CB479B354BF8C.81537F32063B022B0120D5986E70AE957E68ECD2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46258eb7c97d22cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrcclDqE0YcSVZZ5yFk-znp8IZFM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46258eb7c97d22cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330245131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D702222B3FE330871E4B9388C2B9CB479B354BF8C.81537F32063B022B0120D5986E70AE957E68ECD2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46258eb7c97d22cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrcclDqE0YcSVZZ5yFk-znp8IZFM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-825084476573647100?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=46258eb7c97d22cc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/825084476573647100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=825084476573647100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/825084476573647100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/825084476573647100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-to-logan.html' title='Happy Birthday to Logan!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SWwjz2w0UFI/AAAAAAAAARI/UwudIqVMuV8/s72-c/100_1113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8299984844942929503</id><published>2008-12-24T18:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:32:15.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SVLTX_dilOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IWBQo8UXfu0/s1600-h/100_0986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283517721984799970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SVLTX_dilOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IWBQo8UXfu0/s400/100_0986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SVLTXuR306I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/g0pDQTR1lRA/s1600-h/100_1003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283517717372457890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SVLTXuR306I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/g0pDQTR1lRA/s400/100_1003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are at home tonight with a sick baby. We were supposed to head to San Angelo this afternoon to have Christmas with Adam's family. However, Logan got pretty sick, as did some other family members. He has been fighting off bronchitis for about 4 days now. So, we are staying home tonight and we will try to leave tomorrow. I think after another good nights rest and Santa gifts he will be doing much better. :o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this finds everyone else well. Have a wonderful Christmas. Lots of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8299984844942929503?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8299984844942929503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8299984844942929503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8299984844942929503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8299984844942929503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SVLTX_dilOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IWBQo8UXfu0/s72-c/100_0986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-2433290848998382708</id><published>2008-11-12T22:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:37:27.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissful Ignorance</title><content type='html'>As a mother it is hard to be away from your baby all day. One of the things that bothers me most about this is the thought of missing all of Logan's firsts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day as I dropped Logan off at daycare I felt I needed to share some thoughts about this with his teacher. I told her, "I just wanted to let you know that if Logan takes his first steps here, please don't tell me".  She laughed a little, "Are you serious?". I said, "Yes, I do not want to know. I want to believe that I am seeing Logan walk for the first time. I want to be blissfully ignorant." She said, "Ok, but I'm sure he will walk at home." I told her, "You've got the idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wrenched my heart that somone else might see him walk for the first time. It wouldn't even mean anything to them...they see it all the time. That is a treasure that belongs to a mother &amp;amp; father, to remember that sight forever. Their sweet little baby walking to them. This is a resemblence of what a parent's and child's realtionship should always be. The child learning to spread their wings with the support, confidence, and love that their parents offer. And it is about trust, knowing that Mom &amp;amp; Dad will be there to catch you when you fall. I hope Logan will always feel that trust and support radiating from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'm blissfully ignorant. Logan took his first unassisted steps tonight at home with Mommy and Daddy, and it was delightful! He was so proud of himself and very excited when he saw our reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-518f15ccd0c988d0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D518f15ccd0c988d0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330245131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44279A8F897E38F8D860E73F190C9133A77DAB95.4883592D8CBB9A3DCDBC9EBFBC29133AD0241E0B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D518f15ccd0c988d0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRy2vdAbB9b62gXIRtU1LRIlHCik&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D518f15ccd0c988d0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330245131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44279A8F897E38F8D860E73F190C9133A77DAB95.4883592D8CBB9A3DCDBC9EBFBC29133AD0241E0B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D518f15ccd0c988d0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRy2vdAbB9b62gXIRtU1LRIlHCik&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-2433290848998382708?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=518f15ccd0c988d0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2433290848998382708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=2433290848998382708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2433290848998382708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2433290848998382708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/blissful-ignorance.html' title='Blissful Ignorance'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-1338877050199934004</id><published>2008-11-05T22:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:11:59.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Tortoise</title><content type='html'>My mommy made me be a turtle for halloween. But don't be mistaken by my mask I'm a quick turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266535587988317314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SRZ-Nsb_JII/AAAAAAAAAMg/DWEvmw4_hvM/s400/100_0895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266536371756524306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SRZ-7UM44xI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dxi7PrmkUJM/s400/100_0866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-1338877050199934004?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1338877050199934004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=1338877050199934004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/1338877050199934004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/1338877050199934004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-little-tortoise.html' title='My little Tortoise'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SRZ-Nsb_JII/AAAAAAAAAMg/DWEvmw4_hvM/s72-c/100_0895.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-5135982768749708421</id><published>2008-10-21T17:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:42:17.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Truancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Logan was sent home from daycare with a fever yesterday. It was a strange little bug, he ran a fever on and off for about 12 hours and had some congestion and a cough (it's always hard to tell if that is his alergies or something more). He wasn't running a fever this morning but had to stay home anyway because of daycare policies. So Logan and I played hookey today and just bummed around the house not doing much of anything...it was quite nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some more cute random pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dVtM8c_I/AAAAAAAAALw/xPVjvXvo4Bc/s1600-h/100_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259744042307843058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dVtM8c_I/AAAAAAAAALw/xPVjvXvo4Bc/s400/100_0841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swinging with Daddy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dVwTftmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iKlijqD3LU4/s1600-h/100_0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259744043140626018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dVwTftmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iKlijqD3LU4/s400/100_0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've still still got Nebraska blood!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Grandma wants to make sure I remember roots)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dWFr3gMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/PhuJg_JuYQs/s1600-h/100_0808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259744048879993026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dWFr3gMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/PhuJg_JuYQs/s400/100_0808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking shaggy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dWsdV8BI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2jDcTGmNQhY/s1600-h/100_0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259744059288055826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dWsdV8BI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2jDcTGmNQhY/s400/100_0812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My first haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dW37TtjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tOC0fmDkXdE/s1600-h/100_0832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259744062366529074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dW37TtjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tOC0fmDkXdE/s400/100_0832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259787431645450450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP6EzTFKkNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/D4QZj1P1kWs/s400/100_0833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-5135982768749708421?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5135982768749708421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=5135982768749708421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5135982768749708421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5135982768749708421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Baby Truancy'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SP5dVtM8c_I/AAAAAAAAALw/xPVjvXvo4Bc/s72-c/100_0841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8915003974872141470</id><published>2008-10-03T22:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:10:07.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These are the pictures I recently had taken of Logan. I had these done while my mom was here, she helped me pick out his outfit...and got it for him. I love it! I hadn't planned on being in them also, but they asked so I said sure why not. This is why Adam is not in them as well. So we will have to plan a family portrait later on. Let me know which picture/s that you like and I will let you know what I have of those. My scanner was dirty or something, so they didn't scan very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOboB18yqSI/AAAAAAAAALI/Gw00XBf81Yo/s1600-h/scan006001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253141133733832994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOboB18yqSI/AAAAAAAAALI/Gw00XBf81Yo/s400/scan006001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOboB9VWRzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fpMn2tOhDko/s1600-h/scan007001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253141135715878706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOboB9VWRzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fpMn2tOhDko/s400/scan007001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOboCJnvbJI/AAAAAAAAALY/hSnPQlIHI6M/s1600-h/scan008001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253141139014249618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOboCJnvbJI/AAAAAAAAALY/hSnPQlIHI6M/s400/scan008001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblAXdTV-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/R75wmObZw0o/s1600-h/scan001001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253137809833940962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblAXdTV-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/R75wmObZw0o/s400/scan001001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblAkAZTyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1yAidkqpGxM/s1600-h/scan002001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253137813202358050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblAkAZTyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1yAidkqpGxM/s400/scan002001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblArR5ywI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PCBVOebuNCw/s1600-h/scan003001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253137815154838274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblArR5ywI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PCBVOebuNCw/s400/scan003001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblAgg4StI/AAAAAAAAAK4/HWuoUEJx_8I/s1600-h/scan004001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253137812264864466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblAgg4StI/AAAAAAAAAK4/HWuoUEJx_8I/s400/scan004001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblA4UFY1I/AAAAAAAAALA/CXmJjP4MCUU/s1600-h/scan005001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253137818653647698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOblA4UFY1I/AAAAAAAAALA/CXmJjP4MCUU/s400/scan005001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253285066313969618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOdq70mCL9I/AAAAAAAAALo/N8CgwNFQdRU/s400/logan+and+mommy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8915003974872141470?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8915003974872141470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8915003974872141470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8915003974872141470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8915003974872141470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/logans-photo-shoot.html' title='Logan&apos;s Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SOboB18yqSI/AAAAAAAAALI/Gw00XBf81Yo/s72-c/scan006001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-1770465313397976374</id><published>2008-09-02T20:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:03:54.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Entertainment</title><content type='html'>I was trying to get some laundry started tonight after I got done feeding Logan. So I decided to just push his highchair over to our room so I could sort laundry. Surprisingly this is very entertaining to a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-29311b071c6de367" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D29311b071c6de367%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330245131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67DB25AA1C388B6A1A6B2A06578FA2639DDCF5E2.70069DFBCD748AD8278C3ED1A25F929A52BF9451%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D29311b071c6de367%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7H3s-hUfRAHcyb43FiYFnwANUEY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D29311b071c6de367%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330245131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67DB25AA1C388B6A1A6B2A06578FA2639DDCF5E2.70069DFBCD748AD8278C3ED1A25F929A52BF9451%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D29311b071c6de367%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7H3s-hUfRAHcyb43FiYFnwANUEY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-1770465313397976374?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=29311b071c6de367&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1770465313397976374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=1770465313397976374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/1770465313397976374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/1770465313397976374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/simple-entertainment.html' title='Simple Entertainment'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-509152809275952626</id><published>2008-08-23T10:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:00:29.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAyhRiaU5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/bzupLGrcAMQ/s1600-h/100_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237741913856693138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAyhRiaU5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/bzupLGrcAMQ/s400/100_0702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes you need a little froggy kiss to fall asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAyh04mahI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2YRTjKt853U/s1600-h/100_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237741923345000978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAyh04mahI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2YRTjKt853U/s400/100_0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAyiN3gzSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1IAUsr1C2vQ/s1600-h/100_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237741930051325218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAyiN3gzSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1IAUsr1C2vQ/s400/100_0691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAyifWUFNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Mnew5Aw25fg/s1600-h/100_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237741934743917778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAyifWUFNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Mnew5Aw25fg/s400/100_0675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAz0BUiO3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/8h_4hL4zhIM/s1600-h/100_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237743335432665970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAz0BUiO3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/8h_4hL4zhIM/s400/100_0670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAz0RT74iI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MqOIqbuniNs/s1600-h/100_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237743339725120034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAz0RT74iI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MqOIqbuniNs/s400/100_0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAz017sEQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gn2PP1cHEMc/s1600-h/100_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237743349555532034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAz017sEQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gn2PP1cHEMc/s400/100_0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-509152809275952626?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/509152809275952626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=509152809275952626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/509152809275952626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/509152809275952626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-you-need-little-froggy-kiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SLAyhRiaU5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/bzupLGrcAMQ/s72-c/100_0702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-3984688337938151051</id><published>2008-08-20T22:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:02:42.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Separation Anxities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SKzoFBLMItI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pekKN7TKMOw/s1600-h/100_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The experts say infants usually start to go through a stage of Separation anxiety around 8-12 months. However, I don't remember them saying anything about the parents. I have been having a hard time leaving Logan lately. I miss him terribly while I'm at work, and I can't wait to pick him up at the end of the day. I have a huge picture of him on my computer desktop, and I will find myself minimizing all the windows just so I can see my smiling boy. I thought they said it was supposed to get easier to leave them. But then, maybe it never does get any easier to leave your babies, or for babies to leave their moms for that matter. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom is flying down to visit us next month, and I just cannot wait! It's hard being so far away from your mom. I'm finding it even harder now that we have Logan. I wish that she could see him everyday, but I had to go and fall for a Texan. But I definately keep her up to date on what goes on. I talk to her at least twice a day. Jeez if somone called me that often I think I would start to pretend I wasn't there. I call her to tell her stupid random things like "Guess what, Logan ate peas for the first time, and he liked them!", and always makes time to listen to these silly calls. The truth is I just want an excuse to call her, and I want her to feel like she knows Logan.  Anyhow, we miss you and can't wait to see you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236815302099688018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SKznxXv7WlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hW6fNnodWuI/s400/grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-3984688337938151051?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3984688337938151051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=3984688337938151051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3984688337938151051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3984688337938151051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/separation-anxities.html' title='Separation Anxities'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SKznxXv7WlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hW6fNnodWuI/s72-c/grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-1744435948361002056</id><published>2008-08-13T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:55:18.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats up man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SKOeaXs9BbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/mSL7lrY8ong/s1600-h/100_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234201367810999730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SKOeaXs9BbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/mSL7lrY8ong/s400/100_0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-1744435948361002056?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1744435948361002056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=1744435948361002056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/1744435948361002056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/1744435948361002056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-up-man.html' title='Whats up man?'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SKOeaXs9BbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/mSL7lrY8ong/s72-c/100_0653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-2451184266467708574</id><published>2008-08-13T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:51:53.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's on the Move!</title><content type='html'>Logan is discovering very quickly that these arms and legs can get him places.  Just in the last week or so he is all over the place. He spins in circles on the floor on his tummy and he can army crawl to get something he wants. He is usually upside down at the foot of his crib in the mornings. And he has no fear, he will jump right out of your arms trying to grab something, knowing you will catch him. I knew he would be a quick mover....but I'm not ready yet! I don't have outlets covered,I don't have shelves secured,  our fireplace hearth looks like a little noggin cracker, and I'm sure there are little baby dangers lurking around every corner. Ahh, stay put baby. My goal this weekend is to babyproof our house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-2451184266467708574?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2451184266467708574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=2451184266467708574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2451184266467708574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2451184266467708574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/hes-on-move.html' title='He&apos;s on the Move!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-6091985908932262860</id><published>2008-07-29T21:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:31.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Mommy, Busy Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry it has been a while since I have posted anything. I just started a new job last month, it has been kind of crazy learning my new duties and learning new programs and such. But I can't even put into words how nice it is to have a job I enjoy now. I really did not like my last job, it was for a large company, there wasn't enough work for everyone...and when there was work it was very monotinous. I could just feel the clock ticking, it was miserable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm working at Comfort-Air, the same company that Adam works for. However, I handle accounts payable and he is a service technician, so we rarely see eachother. Even though it has been a little stressful trying to learn everything, I'm enjoying my new position. It is a family owned company, so it is a close knit company and just a fun enironment (most of the time). This morning they were joking with Adam, saying if we ever split up he better go apply at Airtron or some other AC company, because they don't want to lose me. So I guess they must be happy with my work. But really they adore Adam. His boss is always calling to check on him if he's working on something hard "Are you ok Adam? I just wanted to make sure you didn't get trapped under something heavy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan has been very busy as well. Busy growing and busy moving, or at least trying. His first teeth came in last week. They are his two bottom teeth and they are just poking through the gums. Thankfully, he hasn't really had trouble with them...hopefully that continues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan can sit up completely independently now, and he thinks he is ready to get up and walk. If he is sitting in your lap he tries to stand up and will jump right out of your lap if you're not careful. He has become a little escape artist at daycare. They have these little bumbo seats for the babies and he can get out of it. It's funny watching him do it. He sort of twists his body until one leg is almost out, then he pushes himself out. He is a boy through and through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229362360899632338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJtXGM4fNI/AAAAAAAAAII/KabDof5BW_Y/s400/bumbo.bmp" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had a late 6 month check-up yesterday. He now weighs 17lbs 10oz and is 27 1/4 inches long. He is in the 5oth percentile for weight and the 75th for length. The doc said he is doing great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ8YTjOFGI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Fe3e1OHYhvE/s1600-h/100_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229378874337268834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ8YTjOFGI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Fe3e1OHYhvE/s400/100_0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at my tower!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ8YzP1qHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6S12kiDIfx4/s1600-h/100_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229378882845911154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ8YzP1qHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6S12kiDIfx4/s400/100_0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet baby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7dIex2OI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yzLsBgGVI7c/s1600-h/100_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229377857753569506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7dIex2OI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yzLsBgGVI7c/s400/100_0545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with Gammy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7dRqjZaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/lekyvp2eq5k/s1600-h/100_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229377860218873250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7dRqjZaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/lekyvp2eq5k/s400/100_0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7d790TII/AAAAAAAAAIg/0uZeGe4krFE/s1600-h/100_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229377871573961858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7d790TII/AAAAAAAAAIg/0uZeGe4krFE/s400/100_0573.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma made me this bib, isn't it cute?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7eUpeovI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lCDo99E3pd4/s1600-h/100_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229377878199542514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7eUpeovI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lCDo99E3pd4/s400/100_0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at my teeth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7eoQdmMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Kt8qav9vPUs/s1600-h/100_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229377883463325890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ7eoQdmMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Kt8qav9vPUs/s400/100_0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to blow bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229378853436829250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJ8XFsKrkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/XgJphhFLOuc/s400/100_0628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-6091985908932262860?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6091985908932262860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=6091985908932262860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6091985908932262860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6091985908932262860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-mommy-busy-baby.html' title='Busy Mommy, Busy Baby'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SJJtXGM4fNI/AAAAAAAAAII/KabDof5BW_Y/s72-c/bumbo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-3872815733002689147</id><published>2008-07-10T21:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:25:50.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Month Milestones</title><content type='html'>My sweet little baby is 1/2 a year old today. Time sure flies! He is learning so much, and getting so strong. Here are his new skills and favorite pastimes as of late:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan can sit up completely unassisted.&lt;br /&gt;He can hold his own bottle through an entire feeding.&lt;br /&gt;He mastered getting his pacifier back in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;He loves to jump, jump, and jump.&lt;br /&gt;He can scoot on his tummy a little bit to get toys.&lt;br /&gt;He loves to help mommy open the mail, if I don't give him something to "open", or to crumple and tear is more like it, he gets upset.&lt;br /&gt;He has become attached to his little Tigger blanket, he loves to rub it on his face as he is falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;He likes to read books.&lt;br /&gt;He even likes to shop. He sits up like a big boy now in the grocery cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are truly enjoying or playful, interactive baby...but I wish I  could slow time down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-3872815733002689147?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3872815733002689147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=3872815733002689147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3872815733002689147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3872815733002689147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/6-month-milestones.html' title='6 Month Milestones'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-5420354218225759239</id><published>2008-07-05T14:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:31.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SG_LzNWBDGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/TPoybYFYt4k/s1600-h/100_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219614573761465442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SG_LzNWBDGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/TPoybYFYt4k/s400/100_0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SG_LhxYc5cI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-CZLngjlFfM/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219614274197710274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SG_LhxYc5cI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-CZLngjlFfM/s400/100_0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-5420354218225759239?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5420354218225759239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=5420354218225759239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5420354218225759239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5420354218225759239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SG_LzNWBDGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/TPoybYFYt4k/s72-c/100_0481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-5242673824474960717</id><published>2008-06-10T08:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:32.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Month Milestones</title><content type='html'>My sweet baby is 5 months old today and he is ready to start walking. If only those legs would cooperate. He loves to stand, if you are holding his hands and playing with him he tries to stand up. He is very strong! He can pull himself up to standing all by himself, as long as you hold his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His laugh is adorable. He thinks Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy are amusing, but oh my his cousins are just hilarious. Or really any kids for that matter. He really got a kick out of his cousins Emily &amp;amp; Anna. Anna would kiss his hand and he would just laugh and laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has become quite the little charmer. He loves to flirt with people while I'm holding him. He will grab their attention and smile. Then, he will play shy and hide in my shoulder. If he loses his audience he will try to strike up a conversation to win them back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This child loves to watch TV, and it drives me crazy! We will put him in his little exersaucer facing away from the TV and he will strain his neck trying to see it. One day I put him in his swing while Daddy was watching a Spurs game. The swing and TV are on opposite sides of the fireplace. Well he was leaning forward , while it was swinging, trying to look around the fireplace to watch the game. He is definately his Daddy's son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is discovering cause and effect through play. He has a little piano at daycare and at home and he will lay on his tummy and play it Schroeder style. Maybe he will inherit Uncle Tim's musical talent.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209927470980263762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SE1hbnVT71I/AAAAAAAAAHw/yv-8vIx6T5k/s400/schroeder.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-5242673824474960717?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5242673824474960717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=5242673824474960717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5242673824474960717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5242673824474960717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-month-milestones.html' title='5 Month Milestones'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SE1hbnVT71I/AAAAAAAAAHw/yv-8vIx6T5k/s72-c/schroeder.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-5397269119702856311</id><published>2008-06-05T09:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:25:07.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playmate Come Out and Play With Me...</title><content type='html'>Adam has been wishing for this day since before Logan was born. "When will he like to play?", "All he does is eat, sleep, &amp;amp; poop.", "When can he play." Well our baby is no longer a little potted plant, now he is interactive and likes to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbors gave Logan an excersaucer that had been their granddaughters, and he loves it. For those of you who don't know, an exersaucer is similar to a walker but stationary. The seat spins, there are toys all around them, and they can even make it bounce. This is his new favorite toy. He can make it play music, spin the toys and his seat, bounce a little, and pick out his favorite toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Adam is ready for him to get bigger so he can play baseball, go fishing, and do boy stuff. I say "No, I want my sweet, cuddly baby to stay little."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-5397269119702856311?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5397269119702856311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=5397269119702856311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5397269119702856311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5397269119702856311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/playmate-come-out-and-play-with-me.html' title='Playmate Come Out and Play With Me...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-7102468743630481672</id><published>2008-06-04T22:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:33.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Our Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdefqU9DJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2QjYxeo_epo/s1600-h/100_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208235392108399762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdefqU9DJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2QjYxeo_epo/s400/100_0401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily, Anna &amp;amp; Logan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdegKU9DKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JUKb7i84-mE/s1600-h/100_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208235400698334370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdegKU9DKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JUKb7i84-mE/s400/100_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Tim &amp;amp; Logan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdegqU9DLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YIa33mnXtCY/s1600-h/100_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208235409288268978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdegqU9DLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YIa33mnXtCY/s400/100_0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Logan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc7qU9DEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/r5QZH0SEMb0/s1600-h/100_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208233674121481282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc7qU9DEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/r5QZH0SEMb0/s400/100_0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc8KU9DFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Hzuk5W4N9ps/s1600-h/100_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208233682711415890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc8KU9DFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Hzuk5W4N9ps/s400/100_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa Joe &amp;amp; Logan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc8qU9DGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/EbdXxe0yS2M/s1600-h/100_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208233691301350498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc8qU9DGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/EbdXxe0yS2M/s400/100_0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandma Ingram, Aunt Debbie, Aunt Donna Lynn,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Krista, Holly, and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc9KU9DHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/X3_Y44Aowcw/s1600-h/100_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208233699891285106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc9KU9DHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/X3_Y44Aowcw/s400/100_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandma Margie &amp;amp; Logan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc9aU9DII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cVNkGwSovHU/s1600-h/100_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208233704186252418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdc9aU9DII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cVNkGwSovHU/s400/100_0399.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Brent &amp;amp; Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-7102468743630481672?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7102468743630481672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=7102468743630481672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7102468743630481672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/7102468743630481672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictures-of-our-trip.html' title='Pictures of Our Trip'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SEdefqU9DJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2QjYxeo_epo/s72-c/100_0401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-3484405782403140643</id><published>2008-05-29T14:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:20:56.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Flight</title><content type='html'>I took Logan on his first airplane this past week. We flew to Denver to see my family. With the exception of my mom, none of my family had met Logan yet. Logan did really well overall. But here are a few things I learned about flying and traveling with a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take a stroller to the airport and check it at the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only took my sling to carry Logan in. Now this worked ok for getting through the airport,&lt;br /&gt;but once we were to our gate I couldn't put him down, so I had to do everything one handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pack a well orgaized carry-on. It's hard to shuffle through your bag and find what you need while holding a crying baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Mix a bottle or 2 before you go through security. Security will let you take mixed formula past the checkpoint, however, they will make you dump water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a couple bottles full of water, ready to mix formula in, that they made me dump out. Then, I had to go buy a $3 bottle of water to make his milk with, which he wouldn't take because it was really cold. So then I'm walking around with a hungry baby trying to find a microwave, only to end up in the bathroom trying to warm a bottle under lukewarm water. Are we having fun yet?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Try to keep baby on his normal schedule. Everything goes so much smoother when baby is well rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Make sure the baby charms everyone around you on the plane while he is still happy. This way they will be a little more forgiving when he starts to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pictures later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-3484405782403140643?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3484405782403140643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=3484405782403140643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3484405782403140643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3484405782403140643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/taking-flight.html' title='Taking Flight'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8994373448330015533</id><published>2008-05-06T10:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:34.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at me I'm 4 Months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logan's personality has really began to shine in the last month or so. He loves to chatter, chatter, chatter. He tells you about everything. He doesn't like to be excluded from the conversation. If Mommy and Daddy are talking he will tray to get our attention by smiling or grunting, or he will try to talk over us. "Hey I'm over here, talk to me! Tell me how cute I am." He loves to watch people. When we go to the store he just sits in his little sling that Grandma made him and takes everything in. He's content to ride around strapped to Mommy for an hour or more, as long as he can see everyone. He can roll from his tummy to his back and almost his back to his tummy as well. He can nearly hold his bottle by himself. He will hold it for a couple seconds then pull it out, he doesn't quite get it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's growing so much and becoming more interactive everyday. Here are a few pictures from the last week or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj5KMFpl4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/GpUWt3MHPo0/s1600-h/100_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199679723238168450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj5KMFpl4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/GpUWt3MHPo0/s400/100_0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj5K8Fpl5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/DVV7dFww7Zc/s1600-h/100_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199679736123070354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj5K8Fpl5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/DVV7dFww7Zc/s400/100_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan has become a bit emotional as of late. If someone makes a loud noise, if mommy walks away, if he hears the vacumm, or many other triggers he absolutley loses it. He's kind of a scardy cat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj5LMFpl6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/E5vgsBw2OtA/s1600-h/100_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199679740418037666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj5LMFpl6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/E5vgsBw2OtA/s400/100_0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were some requests of a picture of Daddy and Logan...and this is about as good as it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj5LcFpl7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/M-kEhyB5-7U/s1600-h/100_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199679744713004978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj5LcFpl7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/M-kEhyB5-7U/s400/100_0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I believe I can FLY...I believe I can touch the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199683936601085890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj8_cFpl8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/poTY-rzwacM/s400/100_0377.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mmmm....peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8994373448330015533?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8994373448330015533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8994373448330015533' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8994373448330015533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8994373448330015533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/look-at-me-im-4-months-old.html' title='Look at me I&apos;m 4 Months old!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SCj5KMFpl4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/GpUWt3MHPo0/s72-c/100_0356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-5614040407092759811</id><published>2008-04-28T11:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:34.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious Goop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SBqHUYCKyDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ApWYwMxhdyY/s1600-h/100_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195613904243968050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SBqHUYCKyDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ApWYwMxhdyY/s400/100_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SBqHU4CKyEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fEmJXaPX0pw/s1600-h/100_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195613912833902658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SBqHU4CKyEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fEmJXaPX0pw/s400/100_0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the pictures I promised. Hey and we even got a high chair too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My good little sleeper has reverted back to late night feedings. Now I realize we are very fortunate to have such a happy baby who started sleeping through the night at a very young age. However, once you have gotten used to getting more sleep again, those late night dates with baby just aren't as much fun anymore. Hmm..I think it's time for cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take Logan to the doc on Tuesday for what turned out to be an ear infection. He now weighs 14lbs 10oz. So I asked the doc if it was ok to start cereal. He gave us a green light for the goop. We tried it for the first time the other night and he loved it. I filmed it but I can't get it on the computer because our fire cord isn't working for some reason. I will take some pictures tonight though. He is very cute, he talks and talks to me. Last night he sneezed with a mouth full and gave me a cereal shower. Daddy and Logan thought it was pretty funny, me not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we just need to get him a high chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-5614040407092759811?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5614040407092759811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=5614040407092759811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5614040407092759811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5614040407092759811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/delicious-goop.html' title='Delicious Goop'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SBqHUYCKyDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ApWYwMxhdyY/s72-c/100_0354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8156103984239975370</id><published>2008-04-23T10:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:19:42.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreign Appendages</title><content type='html'>I have a mirror on my back seat that sits above Logan's carseat so I can see him while I'm driving. He loves to watch himself, he talks &amp;amp; laughs, he just loves his little friend in the mirror. While in the car last weekend he discovered his feet, it was hilarious. He put his feet up in the air and was just starring at them. He would turn them this way and that, studying them very intently. If he could talk, he would have been saying, "Whow, what are these? Where did they come from? I didn't know these were down here! I wonder what they are for? Hmm...I wonder what they taste like? Yeah...not too bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder what he would be saying if he could talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8156103984239975370?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8156103984239975370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8156103984239975370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8156103984239975370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8156103984239975370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/foreign-appendages.html' title='Foreign Appendages'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-668604207083903421</id><published>2008-04-13T22:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:36.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188933184267909970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALLPSuGe1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/__SwgoQzr1Y/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was Logan's hospital picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188933188562877282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALLPiuGe2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/o6yRGRL4g0M/s400/100_0289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had this same outfit in a 6 month size.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look how much he has grown!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188934812060515266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALMuCuGe8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mtkzzq_e93Y/s400/100_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188933905822415778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALL5SuGe6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/7srlhHFxoHw/s400/100_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188933205742746498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALLQiuGe4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/HWPYlHzM8Qk/s400/100_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm hunting rabit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALLQCuGe3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/z383e1nvjF8/s1600-h/100_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188933197152811890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALLQCuGe3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/z383e1nvjF8/s400/100_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALLQyuGe5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/tX5V6wq9vhk/s1600-h/100_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188933910117383090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALL5iuGe7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/vJ7ZnzzRO34/s400/100_0333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy's sweet baby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-668604207083903421?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/668604207083903421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=668604207083903421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/668604207083903421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/668604207083903421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-was-logans-hospital-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/SALLPSuGe1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/__SwgoQzr1Y/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-3140455665780112001</id><published>2008-04-10T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:57:04.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 month milestones</title><content type='html'>Our little baby is 3 months old today! We had his first pictures taken a couple weeks ago and they turned out excellent! I'm glad that we waited a little while.&lt;br /&gt;He has nearly doubled his birth weight now at 13 pounds. He can roll from his tummy to his back. He has been sleeping through the night regularly for a month now. He talks to us and smiles oh so sweet. He laughs in his sleep, but aparantly his parents aren't so funny. He has only laughed for us a couple of times. He has a funny laugh, we weren't sure he was actaully laughing at first. We can see his personality developing more every day, it's truly a joy. He expresses his likes and dislikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things:&lt;br /&gt;-stroller rides outside&lt;br /&gt;-the ceiling fan and my crib mobile,&lt;br /&gt;or anything that spins&lt;br /&gt;-The itsy bitsy spider&lt;br /&gt;-sitting on the couch like a big boy next to daddy&lt;br /&gt;-splashing in the bath&lt;br /&gt;-being swaddled like a burrito at night&lt;br /&gt;-cuddling with mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-3140455665780112001?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3140455665780112001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=3140455665780112001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3140455665780112001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/3140455665780112001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-month-milestones.html' title='3 month milestones'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-5980183226291958694</id><published>2008-04-07T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:09:03.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan likes to swim</title><content type='html'>While Logan was sick we discovered he loves taking baths by himself. Usually I would give him a bath in his little baby tub, or he would take one with me. However, last Sunday he was miserable and nothing seemed to be helping him. Gammy had the brilliant idea to try a bath. I rolled up a towel for him to rest his head on and gave him a bath in the big tub for the first time. He absolutely loved it! His little legs were going a mile a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a clip of Logan showing off his swimming skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I2eygaaQV8U&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I2eygaaQV8U&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah by the way, Logan rolled over for the first time tonight! We were outside enjoying the beautiful weather. He was playing on a blanket in the grass, I rolled him onto his tummy and he pushed himself back to his back. What a big boy he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-5980183226291958694?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5980183226291958694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=5980183226291958694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5980183226291958694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/5980183226291958694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/logan-likes-to-swim.html' title='Logan likes to swim'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-2035695763754041388</id><published>2008-03-28T09:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:07:33.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever, Needles, &amp; Snot</title><content type='html'>These last couple of days have not been very fun. Logan is sick, Mommy is sick, and Daddy is on call. It started on Wednesday night, I hadn't been feeling well all day, and when I got Logan home he started running a fever. I gave him some Tylenol and we went to bed. His fever spiked right after midnight, it was 101.8. I gave him more Tylenol, but he continued to run a low grade fever through the night and into the morning. I called to make an appointment with our pediatrician as soon as their office opened, they couldn't see us until 1:30. In the mean time I was feeling sort of foolish because his fever went away and we as all smiles. But by the time 1:30 rolled around he was starting to run a little fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the doctor, and he checked him over. I told the Doc that Logan's stools were occasionally streaked with blood and a mucus type consistency. He thought it was a milk protein allergy. He put Logan on Nutramigen, a hypoallergenic formula, and told me to eliminate dairy from my diet. Dr M. was a little concerned that he had been running such a high fever the night before. He said it could mean an infection, and with babies under 3 months you need approach it more aggressively. So, Dr M sent us up to Children's Methodist Hospital for blood work and a urine analysis. He wanted to test him for RSV, Flu, a urinary tract infection, and some other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough letting them pick on your baby like that. They were unsuccessful getting blood out of one arm, so they had to stick him again...we both cried. It took forever for them to get a urine sample, they taped a bag to him...and we waited. We waited for an hour and half, he nursed and fell asleep...and finally we had pee. We finally got to go home. The doc called us a couple hours later with the results from the blood test, they were all negative. However, we are still waiting on the results from the urine analysis. Adam didn't get home until 10:00 last night, poor guy. He's on call for the next 7 days...boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's good to know it's nothing serious with Logan. If he does have a urinary tract infection they will start him on an some antibiotic. If not, it's just a virus that has to run its course&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-2035695763754041388?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2035695763754041388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=2035695763754041388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2035695763754041388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2035695763754041388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/fever-needles-snot.html' title='Fever, Needles, &amp; Snot'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-2726987777791765068</id><published>2008-03-27T07:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:10:19.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's first video</title><content type='html'>We finally got out the video camera and filmed Logan a little. I'm not sure why we didn't get it out earlier, other than he wasn't doing too much...I thought it might bore people. Then I had to try to remember how to get it on the computer, which wasn't too bad. Putting it on the blog was a different story, it took FOREVER. We even have a high speed internet connection. There's got to be an easier way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here is a short clip of our smiling baby, who is now sick. He was even running a fever when we took this actually. What a little trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yVRRa2RrUFw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yVRRa2RrUFw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-2726987777791765068?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2726987777791765068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=2726987777791765068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2726987777791765068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2726987777791765068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-finally-got-out-video-camera-and.html' title='Logan&apos;s first video'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-4937230738310444684</id><published>2008-03-23T18:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:40.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R-bvpD_HK3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/BDd4GZWkHfE/s1600-h/100_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181091910060026738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R-bvpD_HK3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/BDd4GZWkHfE/s400/100_0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look what the Easter bunny brought me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181091931534863266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R-bvqT_HK6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Mvuu1-heT9E/s400/100_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What!? There's no candy in here? WAH!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R-bvpj_HK4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/qBEhfoszeQg/s1600-h/100_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181091918649961346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R-bvpj_HK4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/qBEhfoszeQg/s400/100_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha, my daddy is so funny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R-bvpz_HK5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/hWeTEeCxRnI/s1600-h/100_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181091922944928658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R-bvpz_HK5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/hWeTEeCxRnI/s400/100_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man I'm tired! Ah..Great Grandma knows just how to rub my back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Easter Bunny Hugs And KissesThat cute little bunny has hopped all day,delivering baskets for the holiday. His paws are so tired and his nose how it itches,He left you something special to fulfill all your wishes-Lots of cute little Easter bunny hugs and kisses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope everyone had a nice Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-4937230738310444684?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4937230738310444684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=4937230738310444684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/4937230738310444684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/4937230738310444684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R-bvpD_HK3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/BDd4GZWkHfE/s72-c/100_0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-458855483725213634</id><published>2008-03-18T10:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:43:29.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Organizing</title><content type='html'>Growing up I never fully understood or appreciated how much my mom did for us. She made it look so easy.  She was a single mom with three kids, she worked full-time, kept up a house, helped with homework while making dinner, was there to cheer us on at our different sports activites, and still managed to earn Bachelor's degree while taking evening college courses. Now I understand! I don't know how she did it all. She was so graceful at it too. If I was juggling that much I think I would constantly be stressed out and yelling at the kids. But she was calm and always seemed to keep things together. Thanks Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since becoming a mom, I'm finding it hard to get everything done. How do I keep the house clean, keep up on laundry, make a nutrious dinner, take care of baby without neglecting my husband, and keep up on our finances? I was overwhelmed by all of it. Logan's crib was full of clothes from the dryer waiting to be folded. My kitchen table hadn't seen the light of day for a couple weeks. I decided I really needed to get organized and devise a system to get everything done, after a particularly stressful morning in the Schmidt household. Adam is not a morning person at all, he usually waits as long as possible before getting out of bed. This leaves him with very little time. This particular morning he was rushing around trying to get ready for work. He came out to the living room all frustrated, "Why do we have to go to three different rooms to get dressed? I have to go to Logan's room to find some jeans, the laundry room for a shirt, and the living room to find a pair of socks!" Ok, Ok, point taken, we needed to get organized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I have come up with a daily and weekly schedule to keep myself organized and stay on top of household tasks. I have it broken down into things that need done in the morning, the evening and weekends. I have split up cleaning throughout the week so I can stay on top of it and not end up cleaning all weekend. I try to throw a load of clothes in the wash every morning and finish it in the evening to keep up on laundry. I plan out our meals for the week and do weekly grocery shopping. Not only does this save us money only buying things for the week, but it's also a lot less stressful knowing what I'm going to make for dinner and not having to try to think of something at 5:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this is working pretty well. But I could always use more good ideas. Let me know how you keep up on your household chores, finances, and keeping your family organized. Or any other good organization tips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-458855483725213634?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/458855483725213634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=458855483725213634' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/458855483725213634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/458855483725213634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/organizing.html' title='Organizing'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-425333090784616664</id><published>2008-03-11T16:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:32:13.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Month Milestones</title><content type='html'>Logan had his two month check up yesterday, with shots and all. Our little boy now weighs 11 lbs 10 oz and is 23 1/2 inches long. He is in the 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;height&lt;/span&gt; and weight. He handled the shots pretty well. Of course he cried, but it didn't last long. I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sympathize&lt;/span&gt;, I hate needles. There were 3 shots in all, with a total of 5 vaccines in those. His poor little legs were hurting him later that night. I gave him some tylenol and he cried, and he cried. Shelby gets really upset when he cries like that. She will come over to us and try to lick him...like she's trying to kiss it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really beginning to blossom. It's exciting to watch him develop and change, I thank God we have a healthy and happy baby. He loves to smile now. "Just talk to me or sing me a song and I will flash you a smile." People watching is one of his favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pastimes&lt;/span&gt;. He's even starting to babble a little, especially right before he gets mad. He's still sleeping well, although not quite through the night anymore. But he usually only gets once around 4, has a quick little snack and is back to sleep. So, I know we are pretty lucky! I would be scared to ever have another baby. Odds would be against us that we would have a difficult child the second time around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-425333090784616664?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/425333090784616664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=425333090784616664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/425333090784616664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/425333090784616664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/two-month-milestones.html' title='Two Month Milestones'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8983873579475348485</id><published>2008-03-03T19:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:40.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Anxieties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Monday was my first day back at work and Logan's first day at daycare. This was a tough week. Both Logan and I are having a hard time adjusting to this. The first day their phone wasn't working in the morning. So, I drove all the way over there to check on him. They said he had been really fussy. They asked me if he was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;colicky&lt;/span&gt; baby, which is the total opposite of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;temperament&lt;/span&gt;. I ran home and took him his pacifier and gas drops. They said his afternoon went a little better, but that sure made it even harder to go back to work. He's doing a little better each day, but I'm not doing so well with it. I cry about every day that I leave him. I'm sure I will get used to leaving him, but I really wish I didn't have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a brighter note, he's starting to smile a lot. It's very cute! I keep trying to get him to break out in a laugh...but nothing yet. I just hope I'm the one to see it first, and not someone at daycare. Am I being selfish, yes probably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175935872155304338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R9SeQKAEwZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/T8ScGdTFk0I/s400/100_0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8983873579475348485?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8983873579475348485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8983873579475348485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8983873579475348485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8983873579475348485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/mommy-anxieties.html' title='Mommy Anxieties'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R9SeQKAEwZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/T8ScGdTFk0I/s72-c/100_0264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8538614644256893754</id><published>2008-02-27T10:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:40.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Eyed &amp; Bushy Tailed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R8WY2LUrW_I/AAAAAAAAADA/FFleTuRu-PM/s1600-h/102_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171707803624758258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R8WY2LUrW_I/AAAAAAAAADA/FFleTuRu-PM/s400/102_0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Logan has slept well at night since day one. It has been rare that he has woken up more than once per night. However, I have still missed my sleep...but not last night. This little boy slept through the night for the first time, 2 days shy of 8 weeks old. He went to bed at 10:00 and didn't get up until 5:30. Okay, so that is earlier than I would ever get up...but I consider it sleeping through the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping that this wasn't just a fluke and this will be a new habit. I have been trying to build my milk supply back up, so Logan has been nursing very frequently for the past 2 days. This may have played a factor in wearing the poor kid out. He's had to nurse about every hour to get enough. Now we are going on day 3, hopefully we start to see an increase in amount. This is getting tiring, I feel like I've had my shirt off this whole time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8538614644256893754?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8538614644256893754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8538614644256893754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8538614644256893754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8538614644256893754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/02/bright-eyed-bushy-tailed.html' title='Bright Eyed &amp; Bushy Tailed'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R8WY2LUrW_I/AAAAAAAAADA/FFleTuRu-PM/s72-c/102_0198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-6823911191572127695</id><published>2008-02-26T11:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:14:38.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><content type='html'>A couple people told me you had to have a google account to leave any comments. That was my fault, I had it set that way...and didn't even know it. But I changed it, now anyone should be able to leave a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-6823911191572127695?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6823911191572127695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=6823911191572127695' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6823911191572127695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6823911191572127695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/02/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-2953241860070717840</id><published>2008-02-24T22:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:41.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Formula troubles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R8JD8rUrW9I/AAAAAAAAACw/jF8nSx2kO5Y/s1600-h/101_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170770031875414994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R8JD8rUrW9I/AAAAAAAAACw/jF8nSx2kO5Y/s320/101_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I haven't been producing enough milk for Logan, so we have been supplementing a lot. Well it seems like he's beginning to have trouble with the formula we are using. Over the last couple days he has been pretty fussy while he is eating. Today was especially bad, we went to the ranch with Gammy, Grandad, &amp;amp; Great Grandma. The poor little guy couldn't manage to eat anything all afternoon. He would try to eat and just cry and cry because his tummy hurt, it was so hard. We gave him some drops for the gas and he fell asleep on Gammy's lap. We picked up some soy formula on the way home, so hopefully that will help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way I was curious if anyone is actually reading this blog. I would enjoy your comments and advice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-2953241860070717840?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2953241860070717840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=2953241860070717840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2953241860070717840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/2953241860070717840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/02/formula-troubles.html' title='Formula troubles'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R8JD8rUrW9I/AAAAAAAAACw/jF8nSx2kO5Y/s72-c/101_0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8155522954729672365</id><published>2008-02-14T08:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:41.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R7RXQ7UrW8I/AAAAAAAAACo/5h9aVNvwgaw/s1600-h/102_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166850620814744514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R7RXQ7UrW8I/AAAAAAAAACo/5h9aVNvwgaw/s400/102_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R7RWn7UrW7I/AAAAAAAAACg/y8EX-9G7Z9E/s1600-h/102_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8155522954729672365?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8155522954729672365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8155522954729672365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8155522954729672365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8155522954729672365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R7RXQ7UrW8I/AAAAAAAAACo/5h9aVNvwgaw/s72-c/102_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-4293637825692121406</id><published>2008-02-05T07:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:41.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R6ho0vhUMgI/AAAAAAAAACY/im3751MznaU/s1600-h/smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163492228098961922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R6ho0vhUMgI/AAAAAAAAACY/im3751MznaU/s320/smiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been blessed with a very happy baby. Logan has such a good temprament. He's rarely fussy. Even when he is, it is short lived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam got tickets from work to the rodeo this past weekend. They have an indoor rodeo here. They hold it at the AT&amp;amp;T center, where the spurs play. So we took Logan, Gammy, &amp;amp; Grandad. We had really good seats, right by the chutes in the 3rd row. I carried Logan in the sling that my mom made, &amp;amp; the kid slept through the whole thing. He slept through all the noise of the rodeo, being passed around, and the concert afterwards. He woke up at the very end to eat. Then he was a good boy all the way home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend we are really testing his good nature. Reba &amp;amp; I are taking Logan and driving to San Angelo for his cousin Aubree's birthday. Hopefully he does well in a 4 hour car ride. I know everyone will be excited to see him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-4293637825692121406?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4293637825692121406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=4293637825692121406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/4293637825692121406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/4293637825692121406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-baby.html' title='Happy Baby!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R6ho0vhUMgI/AAAAAAAAACY/im3751MznaU/s72-c/smiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-6442700380560975077</id><published>2008-01-29T21:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:42.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This was one of the last rooms in our house that we did. We had to take out the 2 layers of old linoleum flooring, and remove the baseboards. Then, we repainted in green &amp;amp; yellow, added the chair rail and new baseboards. Finally, we had new carpet installed. This is the only room in our house with carpet. Now I kind of wish we had it in the other bedrooms as well. At least Logan can play in one room without cracking his noggin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose frogs for the theme, but we still need to get some more frog decor. Grandma (my mom) made all of his crib bedding, and the valance. I love the comforter, it's a patch work with all different colors and textures. He hasn't slept in his crib yet, other than a couple of naps. He sleeps in a bassinet in our room. I like to have him close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uVvhUMZI/AAAAAAAAABg/tOcqfCA4dNI/s1600-h/S4010131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161105755290743186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uVvhUMZI/AAAAAAAAABg/tOcqfCA4dNI/s320/S4010131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_unPhUMeI/AAAAAAAAACI/dGzrVTFZ4aU/s1600-h/S4010139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161106055938453986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_unPhUMeI/AAAAAAAAACI/dGzrVTFZ4aU/s320/S4010139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uWPhUMaI/AAAAAAAAABo/lLXS8y7Xz2o/s1600-h/S4010132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161105763880677794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uWPhUMaI/AAAAAAAAABo/lLXS8y7Xz2o/s320/S4010132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uWfhUMbI/AAAAAAAAABw/vx6V7F_t1FI/s1600-h/S4010133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161105768175645106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uWfhUMbI/AAAAAAAAABw/vx6V7F_t1FI/s320/S4010133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uW_hUMcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oU3l7b2c6vs/s1600-h/S4010136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161105776765579714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uW_hUMcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oU3l7b2c6vs/s320/S4010136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uXPhUMdI/AAAAAAAAACA/pjSOx3xVM7E/s1600-h/S4010137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161105781060547026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uXPhUMdI/AAAAAAAAACA/pjSOx3xVM7E/s320/S4010137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-6442700380560975077?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6442700380560975077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=6442700380560975077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6442700380560975077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/6442700380560975077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/01/logans-nursery.html' title='Logan&apos;s Nursery'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5_uVvhUMZI/AAAAAAAAABg/tOcqfCA4dNI/s72-c/S4010131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203979514301928531.post-8051144286111275339</id><published>2008-01-22T17:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:52:43.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Baby Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5qG-vhUMWI/AAAAAAAAABI/_UlTqRdFa6A/s1600-h/PICT0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159584735572537698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5qG-vhUMWI/AAAAAAAAABI/_UlTqRdFa6A/s320/PICT0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5qG_fhUMXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HSjx90YkAEQ/s1600-h/101_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159584748457439602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5qG_fhUMXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HSjx90YkAEQ/s320/101_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5qFrPhUMVI/AAAAAAAAABA/hAc-TvJXI3o/s1600-h/100_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159583301053460818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5qFrPhUMVI/AAAAAAAAABA/hAc-TvJXI3o/s320/100_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We welcomed Logan George Schmidt into the world on Thursday January 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We decided to induce labor, to make the timing part easier. We showed up at the hospital at 6:00 am. They started the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pitocin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; around 9, and the doctor broke my water. Contractions started within minutes, spaced about 4 minutes apart. Things progressed smoothly. I asked for an epidural about halfway through, then everything was much more pleasant. Logan was born @ 3:28pm after about an hour of pushing. He weighed 7lbs 1 oz and was 20.25 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went home from the hospital on Saturday, and have been enjoying our little boy very much! Adam took a week off. He fell into the daddy roll immediately. He swore up and down while I was pregnant that he wouldn't change diapers. Well, he has been doing that plus everything else. Logan loves to hear his daddy talk to him, he stops crying right away when he hears daddy. He had a hard time going back to work. He's been coming home for lunch a lot to get some baby love. My mom flew into town last Friday and is here until Monday. It has been awesome to have her here, she has been a great help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203979514301928531-8051144286111275339?l=fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8051144286111275339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1203979514301928531&amp;postID=8051144286111275339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8051144286111275339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203979514301928531/posts/default/8051144286111275339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingintolifeandlove.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-baby-boy.html' title='Our Baby Boy'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09999522924710666734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3xlmRbWKL0/R5qG-vhUMWI/AAAAAAAAABI/_UlTqRdFa6A/s72-c/PICT0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
