<?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-14788508</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:01:25.547-08:00</updated><category term='My sweet little boy taking a break'/><title type='text'>Four Men and a Lady</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-4543186066457652268</id><published>2011-03-15T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:37:42.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah's birth slideshow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kdloftisphotography.com/blog"&gt;KD Loftis Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the slide show of Elijah's birth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-4543186066457652268?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/4543186066457652268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=4543186066457652268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4543186066457652268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4543186066457652268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2011/03/elijahs-birth-slideshow.html' title='Elijah&apos;s birth slideshow'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-957974863387672411</id><published>2011-03-08T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:20:50.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah David is Here! (It's long Sorry!)</title><content type='html'>I am writing this to the best of my memory.  I am not 100% sure of some of the exact times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome to the World Elijah David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Elijah was born Sunday, February 27, 2011 via emergency c-section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday started like any other Sunday.  I got up, got the boys' breakfast and headed off to church.  After church we went home, had lunch and Royal put the bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ys down for their nap.  I was watching TV.  A little while later I went to the restroom and noticed blood.  I figured I needed to call my doctor.  My doctor asked if I was having contraction, I was but not anything consistent.  He told me to go to L&amp;amp;D just to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; get checked out, but he was pretty sure the bleeding was nothing.  So I told Royal what was going on and he called his mom.  We grabbed my bag (just in case although we really thought we would be coming home the same day) and headed to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the hospital around 3pm (this is were the times get sketchy, I wasn't wearing a watch and I didn't really take time to check very frequently).  They put us in a triage bed and hooked me up to the fetal monitors and checked for dilation (I was right at 3cm).  We got to listen to the heart beat and watch my sporadic contractions.  I noticed that the heartbeat was very erratic.  Then, after about 10 minutes I had a strong contraction, and the baby's heart rate dropped.  The nurse came in and told me to lay on my left side.  I rolled over and continued to lay there for an hour.  During this time the nursed called my doctor who ordere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d some sort of biophysical U/S to figure out why the heart rate was dropping.  The U/S was done, and we were told the baby was going to be about 8.5lbs but we didn't get much more info from her.  A few minutes later the nurse came back and checked me again.  I was now at 5cm and she wanted to call the doctor.  She came back a few minutes later to let me know they were checking me in.  They drew blood, started the IV and took me to a L&amp;amp;D room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got the the L&amp;amp;D room we called our parents to let them know what was happening.  I called my friend Kelley because she was going to photograph the birth.  At this time Royal decided to take care of a few things and get himse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lf some dinner.  The nurse put my pitocin drip at the very lowest level since Royal was gone.  Well, my contractions picked right up with the pitocin going from every 10 minutes to every 2 minutes, so she turned it off.  Kelley got to the hospital before Royal got back, so I had someone to keep me company.  Royal got back to the hospital and brough Jack in the Box with him.  We had a good laugh over his food choice.  Kelley continued to take pictures and Royal ate his dinner.  I watched the Oscars.  My only observation was that no one looked particularly good.  (Sometime after Royal left and Kelley got to the ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;spital I had my epidural put in).  It's important to know that I was good and numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this puts things right around 7:30.  My doctor came in and checked me.  I was right around 6cm.  He let me know he was going to break my b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ag of water.  Sounded good to me.  He broke my water and told the nurse that he was going to the doctor's lounge.  Royal left the room go to the bathroom and get a snack.  He figured we had a lot of time.  So did I.  After the doctor left, my nurse checked me again.  I didn't know what to make out of her next sentence, "I feel the baby's fingers..."  Ummmm OK...  She follows that with, "I am going to call the doctor."  My doctor comes back in and confirms that there are fingers where the head should be.  This is a problem...add to that the baby's heart rate is continuing to drop with contractions and rebounding very slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ly.  My doctor explains that what's happening is very dangerous and we will need to do a c-section.  Kelley left the room to go find Royal and let him know.  When he gets back to the room they are getting ready to wheel me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very strange feeling to be wheeled down the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hall of a hospital and actually hear people using the word STAT to describe you.  When we got to the OR door the nurse realized I had ear rings in and a necklace on.  All of it had to come off and we went into the OR.  The room was 68*.  I didn't take notice of time time, but I did see the temperature on the wall.  They moved my bed next to the operating table lifted me up and told me to cross my arms over my chest.  They rolled me from one side to the other.  Not really sure what they were doing.  Then they put my arms out to the side.  I was there alone.  Royal was getting dressed.  I laid there and cried and prayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; as they hooked me up to the heart monitor.  It was a simple prayer, "Dear God, please take care of my baby and me."  I just repeated it while tears ran down.  Royal came in and it was time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held my hand.  They put a curtain up and I was numb, so I really don't know what happened.  I felt someone put all their weight on my belly and a minute later I heard a tiny cry followed by another and then they held Elijah over the curta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in and he was perfect.  Pink with lots of dark hair.  They took him over to the warmer.  They asked Royal if he wanted to take a picture...Crap we d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;idn't have a camera...Royal had his iPhone!  Elijah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'s first picture was taken with an iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qvThvSSndQ/TXcNiohVr_I/AAAAAAAAALU/rTWIC7hNeVA/s1600/175894_10100550199228214_8361217_71396078_5171403_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qvThvSSndQ/TXcNiohVr_I/AAAAAAAAALU/rTWIC7hNeVA/s320/175894_10100550199228214_8361217_71396078_5171403_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581945151792984050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Grateful to God for my wonderful doctor and all the wonderful people who took care of us.&lt;br /&gt;My sweet baby boy was born February 27, 2011 @ 8:05pm.  He weighed 8lbs 2.5oz and 20in long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-957974863387672411?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/957974863387672411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=957974863387672411' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/957974863387672411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/957974863387672411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2011/03/elijah-david-is-here-its-long-sorry.html' title='Elijah David is Here! (It&apos;s long Sorry!)'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qvThvSSndQ/TXcNiohVr_I/AAAAAAAAALU/rTWIC7hNeVA/s72-c/175894_10100550199228214_8361217_71396078_5171403_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-2039322927050358066</id><published>2010-11-07T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T09:25:31.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Belly</title><content type='html'>If you are thinking about having a third baby beware the belly.  It will show up without warning and become huge long before it should.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TNbgRfmffTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Y0OlWJSwZbg/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TNbgRfmffTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Y0OlWJSwZbg/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536859383043947826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken at 22.5 weeks.  The baby has been consistently measuring a week ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-2039322927050358066?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/2039322927050358066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=2039322927050358066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2039322927050358066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2039322927050358066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2010/11/belly.html' title='The Belly'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TNbgRfmffTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Y0OlWJSwZbg/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-1211893001251426575</id><published>2010-09-19T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T07:34:07.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name change</title><content type='html'>We found out we are expecting #3 back in June.  Baby is due at the beginning of March.  We found out last week that #3 is a boy.  I am going to be greatly out numbered.  In honor of this the blog needs a name change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking suggestions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-1211893001251426575?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/1211893001251426575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=1211893001251426575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1211893001251426575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1211893001251426575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2010/09/name-change.html' title='Name change'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-2882103269836154618</id><published>2010-07-23T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:43:33.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my friend Michele we went to the Astros game two weeks ago.  This was the first game for both boys.  Joshua loved the train and peanuts and Gabriel loved the hot dogs and popcorn.  I loved that the tickets were free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TEonkaT_Y7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/FhjrPGrC380/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TEonkaT_Y7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/FhjrPGrC380/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497249801651053490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TEooW3TFx0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/6EOaL5NFPbo/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TEooW3TFx0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/6EOaL5NFPbo/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497250668425365314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TEopAc9TYKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/wZCNdRBmJTI/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TEopAc9TYKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/wZCNdRBmJTI/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497251382909165730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to get a picture with three is hard work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-2882103269836154618?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/2882103269836154618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=2882103269836154618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2882103269836154618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2882103269836154618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2010/07/baseball.html' title='Baseball'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/TEonkaT_Y7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/FhjrPGrC380/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-5413606816050061387</id><published>2010-03-11T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:45:24.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week of firsts</title><content type='html'>Our first first was on Monday.  The boys had their first trip to the dentist.  Much to my relief this was an easy trip.  J&amp;amp;G are notorious for screaming at the doctor's office so you can only imagine what I thought a trip to the dentist would be like. I took them to see a pediatric dentist, John Zummo, who was my dentist from the age of seven until some time in college.  I picked him because I knew he would be gentle.  They each had their teeth brushed and florided by the hygenist.  Then the denist came and looked at thier teeth.  They each got a clean bill of health.  And much to Royal's chagrin the spaces between thier teeth are good.  It means when the adult teeth come it they will have plenty of space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second first was a trip down to the rodeo fair grounds.  We didn't really have time to do everything (it is huge), so we hit some of the kiddie hilights.  The first stop was the pony ride.  Origanally Joshua wanted to ride an giraffe.  I told him I didn't think that would be possible, but asked if he would like to ride a pony instead.  His initional answer was "no," but then he saw the ponies.  I paied, we waited, then it was his turn.  He picked a horse named Sarah.  I thought he would scream the instant they put him on.  Nope not today, he sat there and did just what the man said.  Then, I thought for sure he would freakout when the horse started moving.  Not.a.peep.  He loved it.  He smiled and smiled.  When the ride was over he declared, "I wanna do it again!"  he rode for aa second time.  I was almost in tears.  My little boy is such a big guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/S5m3vbAV2hI/AAAAAAAAAJk/S8Qz1dPfogQ/s1600-h/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/S5m3vbAV2hI/AAAAAAAAAJk/S8Qz1dPfogQ/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447587249612249618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/S5m2HxGpxmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ro55YceJqYg/s1600-h/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/S5m2HxGpxmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ro55YceJqYg/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447585468837906018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to be left out the little man had his first trip to a petting zoo.  He was a little nervous at first beacuse all of the animals were eye to eye with him.  After about a minute he was down and harrassing the animals just like big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/S5m4hqGnsEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HC9kZti_wg4/s1600-h/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/S5m4hqGnsEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HC9kZti_wg4/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447588112658575426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-5413606816050061387?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/5413606816050061387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=5413606816050061387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5413606816050061387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5413606816050061387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-of-firsts.html' title='A week of firsts'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/S5m3vbAV2hI/AAAAAAAAAJk/S8Qz1dPfogQ/s72-c/DSC_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-2625898623505167813</id><published>2010-03-05T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:01:25.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Over the World</title><content type='html'>Okay maybe not the world, but I did take over StrollerFit.  I have been going to StollerFit for three years and when the opportunity to buy the franchise came up I jumped at it.  March 1st was my take over day and very nicely landed on a Monday.  I am going to be doing a lot of work to get new members.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-2625898623505167813?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/2625898623505167813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=2625898623505167813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2625898623505167813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2625898623505167813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2010/03/taking-over-world.html' title='Taking Over the World'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-4082364978986151071</id><published>2010-01-24T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T12:38:57.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13.1 Miles</title><content type='html'>It has been one week since I did my first half marathon and I thought I needed to write something down to remember for posterity's sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 14, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the training came down to this one day.  Unfortunately I came down with a crappy cold.  I woke up the Wednesday before feeling like crud.  I tried a few runs and had I hard time even getting through 2.5 miles.  Royal asked if I was still going to despite feeling as badly as I did.  My answer, "I spend the money and have been running for months there is no way I am not running."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 17 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before I set my alarm to get up earlier than I have in months.  4:30 am to be exact.  Before the ass crack of dawn as Royal informed me.  We were all set to have my in laws watch the kids.  Royal and I went to bed around 10 and slept very soundly (Tylenol PM will do that).  The next thing I know I am being shaken awake by Royal telling me that his parents were here.  Oops I set my alarm for the PM not AM.  We fly to get dressed and out the door.  On the way into town we picked up my friend Michele who was also running the half marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into down parked and walked over to the GRB where we were meeting my brother and mother.  Anthony ran his first full marathon (Go Him!)  By this time we had to potty and get to our corrals.  Royal and my mom wished us luck and headed to find a place for breakfast.  We walked out Anthony went to his start and Michele and I went to ours.  I was in the second wave (slow runners) and Michele was in the first, but she decided to start with me.  From where we were standing we couldn't here anything.  Finially we heard the gun for the first wave and everyone cheered.  We walked up to the start.  Stood around for 10 minutes and waited for the second gun.  It went off and it was actually another 5 minutes before we made it to the start line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went!  Now Michele had warned me that she would weeve in and out...well she did not disappoint.  I had a hard time weeving and keeping her pace.  I lost her after the first half mile or so.  The first mile is up and over the aquducts which is very cool because you can see the sea of people ahead of you.  It was so cool.  I stayed with the pack and at mile 2 we merged with the full marathon people and we ran with them until mile nine.  Around mile 4 I began to realize how much being sick had affected me.  Normally by them I would have found a rytham and would be doing great.  That day I was huffing and puffing and all I could think was "how do I still have 9 miles to go???CRAP!"  I kept going.  Then I saw Pecore and realized that I was in the Heights and needed to start looking for my friends.  I spotted&lt;a href="http://rayandviulatorgerson.blogspot.com/"&gt; Viula&lt;/a&gt; out of the corner of my eye, but she was across the street, so I didn't get to say hi.  This was around mile 5.  I perked up because I remember Carrie said she would be at mile 6 with oranges.  She did not dissapoint.  They were deliscious.  Then at mile 6.2 we sae the Conoco Phillips Biker Chicks with a sign that said if you were running the 10k you would be done by now.  I wanted so badly to be done.  I kept going.  Around mile 8 we passed a donought shop and thought for sure there would be doughnuts being passed out.  No such luck.  Because I was running the half we u-turned around at mile 9, so I got to smell the doughnuts twice.  Not Cool doughnut people!  At mile 10 I called Royal to let him know were I was.  He and my mom headed out to the finish line to watch for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I hit a wall.  I walked so much at the end.  I finially reached the 1.5 to go mark and I honestly didn't think it would ever end.  This is where the mental game comes it.  unfortuanlly I gave up and gave into the pain.  I walked quite a while.  I picked it up at the last mile.  I ran the last mile, but I was numb.  I hurt!  I couldn't hear anything and actually missed Royal and my mom at the end.  I crossed the finish line at 2:41:06.  Eleven minutes slower than my goal time.  Oh well I did finish!  I got my medal and finisher shirt.  I met up with Michele and Royal and my mom and got congratulations from everyone.  I am proud that I finished and next year I am going to run with my friend Sarah and hopefully not be sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-4082364978986151071?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/4082364978986151071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=4082364978986151071' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4082364978986151071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4082364978986151071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2010/01/131-miles.html' title='13.1 Miles'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-1120871842185342811</id><published>2009-12-15T18:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:25:21.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera</title><content type='html'>For Christmas this year I told Royal all I wanted was an SLR camera.  Well ask and you shall receive.  Last week a Nikon D3000 was delivered to the house.  I have had a lot of fun figuring things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some of what I captured.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SyhE_dW6TcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hcr7w4RNBNs/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SyhE_dW6TcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hcr7w4RNBNs/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415654408916192706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SyhEpThgHYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/d9HwbDwb58w/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SyhEpThgHYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/d9HwbDwb58w/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415654028319137154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SyhCCDsF4yI/AAAAAAAAAI0/kqc3mjwmjcI/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SyhCCDsF4yI/AAAAAAAAAI0/kqc3mjwmjcI/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415651155030434594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-1120871842185342811?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/1120871842185342811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=1120871842185342811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1120871842185342811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1120871842185342811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-camera.html' title='New Camera'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SyhE_dW6TcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hcr7w4RNBNs/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-5289894239748448064</id><published>2009-12-15T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:56:26.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Month of November</title><content type='html'>November is a busy month in our house.  We have three birthdays (10, 21, 29th) and Thanksgiving.  This year Royal and I turned 29 and Joshua turned 3.  This year we decided to have a big party for Joshua.  We went to Monkey Bizness and invited all of his friends.  A good time was had by all to say the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Syg8AJuwoOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iChR79opzpc/s1600-h/S7002300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Syg8AJuwoOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iChR79opzpc/s320/S7002300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415644525222732002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     Kicking the balls all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Syg8wFtQv3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/P7bpDv4-gus/s1600-h/S7002313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Syg8wFtQv3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/P7bpDv4-gus/s320/S7002313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415645348776427378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua and his friends Michael and Callie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Syg9XsBd-vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KNMDKZ4AN_I/s1600-h/S7002330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Syg9XsBd-vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KNMDKZ4AN_I/s320/S7002330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415646029076626162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua and Michael in the obstacle course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-5289894239748448064?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/5289894239748448064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=5289894239748448064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5289894239748448064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5289894239748448064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/12/month-of-november.html' title='The Month of November'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Syg8AJuwoOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iChR79opzpc/s72-c/S7002300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-5796504600004426636</id><published>2009-10-30T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:52:55.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready for some football???</title><content type='html'>About two weeks ago mt friend Sarah and I took our boys to their first football game.  Joshua and Michael are best friends, so we figured they would have a great time together.  We went to the Jersey Village homecoming game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuzgcchAAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EO_H2ky7SqI/s1600-h/S7002169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuzgcchAAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EO_H2ky7SqI/s320/S7002169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398605948306653186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First arrival.  They ran to the railing and just stared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuzgkyMV1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/O-MzPDLTVVE/s1600-h/S7002171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuzgkyMV1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/O-MzPDLTVVE/s320/S7002171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398605950545057618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuzhL7m9DI/AAAAAAAAAIM/opa6rxbTTH4/s1600-h/S7002176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuzhL7m9DI/AAAAAAAAAIM/opa6rxbTTH4/s320/S7002176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398605961053533234" 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;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuzhahvJBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/P0qPAJGmVPw/s1600-h/S7002175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuzhahvJBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/P0qPAJGmVPw/s320/S7002175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398605964971549714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-5796504600004426636?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/5796504600004426636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=5796504600004426636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5796504600004426636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5796504600004426636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/10/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are you ready for some football???'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuzgcchAAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EO_H2ky7SqI/s72-c/S7002169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-6545900525828966312</id><published>2009-10-30T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:43:14.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>I have been begging Royal to take us to the pumpkin patch.  This was the first year that my begging actually turned into doing.  The boys had lunch and we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.oldtimechristmastree.com/"&gt;The Old Time Christmas Tree Farm.  &lt;/a&gt;We are lucky that this place it right down the street from our house, maybe five minutes.  We took some pictures and picked out a giant pumpkin.  A good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvKXy88pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/V2akLxAsRmM/s1600-h/S7002186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvKXy88pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/V2akLxAsRmM/s320/S7002186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398601171054949010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvK1YwLkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Gy_4PVwssYU/s1600-h/S7002188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvK1YwLkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Gy_4PVwssYU/s320/S7002188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398601178998124098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's a great place to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvMNv31wI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UXbTJ3D41CQ/s1600-h/S7002193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvMNv31wI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UXbTJ3D41CQ/s320/S7002193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398601202717415170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and his boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvLtKUueI/AAAAAAAAAHE/L4iePRH5Nsk/s1600-h/S7002190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvLtKUueI/AAAAAAAAAHE/L4iePRH5Nsk/s320/S7002190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398601193969990114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvLC8sJqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p2RDv7LJVuU/s1600-h/S7002187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvLC8sJqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p2RDv7LJVuU/s320/S7002187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398601182638515874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuwmCB0smI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P5JS9tYbdp4/s1600-h/S7002199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuwmCB0smI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P5JS9tYbdp4/s320/S7002199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398602745759707746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuwmincX1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/3y66R5HftUw/s1600-h/S7002205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuwmincX1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/3y66R5HftUw/s320/S7002205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398602754507431762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No dad, I am going to do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuwngVdlWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jMcdSW87AAg/s1600-h/S7002209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuwngVdlWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jMcdSW87AAg/s320/S7002209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398602771075011938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Suuwm6E4LyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DJB6_q1T-A0/s1600-h/S7002208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Suuwm6E4LyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DJB6_q1T-A0/s320/S7002208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398602760804904738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.  He would rather ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuwnYv4zZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4MXVf-Xc4Yg/s1600-h/S7002213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuwnYv4zZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4MXVf-Xc4Yg/s320/S7002213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398602769038364050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-6545900525828966312?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/6545900525828966312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=6545900525828966312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/6545900525828966312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/6545900525828966312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SuuvKXy88pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/V2akLxAsRmM/s72-c/S7002186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-1664216383386101067</id><published>2009-10-03T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T10:42:07.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston we have a walker!</title><content type='html'>Gabriel is 12.5 months old and WALKING!  He started right around his birthday, but I had trick him into doing it on his own.  A week and a half ago he started walking (short distances) on his own without me tricking him.  The little stinker finally cooperated and let me get it on tape.  So here he is.  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Last year it became a wonderful day for us.  Our second son Gabriel was born at 4:05 pm.  Oh yeah, then hurricane Ike hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel's birth story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel was born on a Thursday but his story starts on Tuesday September 9th.  All the weather people had been talking about was Ike and that he was headed toward Houston.  I headed to my weekly check up 39 weeks pregnant with the thoughts of Ike coming toward up.  My doctor checked me out and I had progressed from 1 to 2 cm and was 90% effaced.  I was happy to hear that there was some progress.  Then my doctor starts discussing his plan of action.  He tells me he would like to get me in tomorrow (Wednesday Sept 10) and asks the receptionist to call the hospital to see if they have an opening.  They don't...go figure!  I guess all of the other doctors had the same idea.  "Get the babies out!"  First choice wasn't an option, what's the other option?  Dr. M says he wants me to come back first thing Thursday morning and they will check for more progress.  If there is more then they will send me over to the hospital and tell them I am in "labor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of Tuesday passes with nothing and the same on Wednesday.  Thursday morning rolls around.  I get up and get Joshua ready to go over to my parent's house and get myself ready to see the doctor.  Royal got dressed for work.  He figured there would be no change and I was going to be sent home to ride out the storm pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the first appointment of the day and go figure Dr. M was running behind.  They called me back, weighed me, took my BP and had me pee in a cup.  Dr. M came in and checked me.  Low and behold we had progress.  I was now 4cm and 90%.  While he was down there Dr. M stripped my membranes and said with a walk to the hospital I should start having contractions.  Woohoo I was having a baby.  They called the hospital to let them know I was on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked over to the hospital (still no contractions) and into L&amp;amp;D.  They took me to get changed and then we went to my room.  This was around 10am.  They got all of my IVs in and got me strapped to the monitors and we were set to go.  All of this was about 30-40 minutes of paper signing and poking and prodding.  After I was settled Royal left to go home and change clothes and get lunch.  No biggie I wasn't going anywhere.  I watched the Ike coverage all day.  The nurse came in every once in while to turn up the pitocin (sp).  I could feel the contractions getting stronger but nothing too bad.  At 1:15 pm Dr. M came in and checked me.  I was now 5cm and 90%.  There was progress but not much.  He let me know that after lunch he was going to break my water and if I wanted to get the epidural I should get it now.  I was having back labor again and opted for the epidural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice epidural lady came in and started getting everything ready.  She was in a bit of a hurry because they had an emergency c-section coming.  Well, in her haste she messed up and instead of pressure I was getting stabbing pain in my spine.  She took it out and did it again.  Ahh, much better.  Dr. M came back around 2pm and broke my water.  Things really started progressing quickly after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMI following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour later I started really having the urge to pee.  I tried to ignore it but it started getting worse the longer I sat there.  At 3:30 I decided to call the nurse.  When she got to my room I told her I thought something might be wrong because I really needed to pee.  She said everything was working right.  She decided to check me-sure enough I was 10cm and ready to go.  They called the anesthesiologist back in and she gave me a second epidural. The first one was wearing off.  Then the nurse called Dr. M  to let them know it was time.  He got to the room at 3:50.  I started pushing and Gabriel Joseph was born at 4:05pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SqnKiS9iWHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JuTVrTxtvrU/s1600-h/S7001105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SqnKiS9iWHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JuTVrTxtvrU/s320/S7001105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380053920425072754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      September 11, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SqnK_k2UbQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/R6ulB0WHJyQ/s1600-h/DSC00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SqnK_k2UbQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/R6ulB0WHJyQ/s320/DSC00125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380054423442844930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            September 5, 2009 at his first birthday party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-93720054202501064?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/93720054202501064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=93720054202501064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/93720054202501064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/93720054202501064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/09/365-days-later.html' title='365 days later'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SqnKiS9iWHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JuTVrTxtvrU/s72-c/S7001105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-6756301588320620539</id><published>2009-08-01T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:58:51.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to Run</title><content type='html'>In the last almost three years a lot has changed about me.  I had a baby, left my job, and had another baby.  In between all of that I started something just for me.  I started working out.  My dad told me about this group called StrollerFit.  For those of you who know me I am not a joiner.  I sit back and watch but it takes a lot to get me involved.  So much so that my dad told me about it in December and I didn't go until the end of March.  I had to talk myself into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined this group and loved it.  It was hard in the beginning and I HURT most days.  After a while I started seeing changes.  I firmed up and lost weight.  I eventually dropped down to a smaller size than when I was in HS.  Then a few months after I finally got to where I wanted to be I found out I was pregnant again.  I was excited, but not looking forward to losing all the weight again.  The good news was I was starting out smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Gabriel is now 10.5 months old and I am still working on the last 10lbs, but I am nursing so I am not stressing about it.  All of this to say I am proud of what I have done and am now setting forth with a new challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago my brother approached me about running the Half Marathon with him.  I thought and thought about it.  I told Royal (the hubby) who quickly laughed it off as a hair brained idea.  It stuck in the back of my mind for a month or so.  Then the day to sign up came and I figured what's the worst that could happen and went for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On January 17, 2010 I will attempt my first half marathon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-6756301588320620539?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/6756301588320620539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=6756301588320620539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/6756301588320620539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/6756301588320620539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/08/ready-to-run.html' title='Ready to Run'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-2900142190686085378</id><published>2009-07-09T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:49:26.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping in the Nude</title><content type='html'>Joshua likes to sleep in nothing but his birthday suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started when we started potty training.  He started sleeping in an over night pull up.  Pull ups open on the side to make it easy to get them off in case of an emergency.  Joshua starting taking them off after we put him to bed.  Every night I would go back in and redress him before I went to bed because I didn't want him to have an accident during the night.  After a few weeks I noticed that he was waking up dry, but he was still taking the pull up off.  I figured I should just let him sleep in his big boy underwear since he didn't seem to like to pull up.  I also thought maybe he would leave these on.  Well the first night I went to check on him and his naked bottom was sticking in the air.  Not only that he took off his shirt too.  Most nights when I go to check on him he is not fully nude and has happy as a clam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-2900142190686085378?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/2900142190686085378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=2900142190686085378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2900142190686085378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2900142190686085378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleeping-in-nude.html' title='Sleeping in the Nude'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-6708120563034451241</id><published>2009-07-04T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:49:51.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over</title><content type='html'>It was my hope to have lost the last 10 lbs months ago but I have not.  Then I told myself it was staying because I am still nursing.  Well I think it really has a lot more to do with me not sticking to Weight Watchers as closely as I should.  Starting now I am going to be very strict because I want my body back.  In other news Gabriel is almost 10 months old and my plan is to start weening him at 11.5 months.  I would like to have him completely weened right around the time he turns one.  I can't believe that we will be celebrating another first birthday in just two months.  We are planning on having a pool party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-6708120563034451241?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/6708120563034451241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=6708120563034451241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/6708120563034451241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/6708120563034451241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/07/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-4536578677890689856</id><published>2009-07-04T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T12:17:58.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back among the living</title><content type='html'>We were all sick two weeks ago.  Three of us had pretty decent fevers.  We are all doing better and the little one has a new tooth to show for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had hosting duty for just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 22 we had a strollerfit play date.&lt;br /&gt;June 28 a baby shower for Brooke&lt;br /&gt;June 29 Bunko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think we will be inviting any more people over for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-4536578677890689856?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/4536578677890689856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=4536578677890689856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4536578677890689856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4536578677890689856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-among-living.html' title='Back among the living'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-5689778147243677318</id><published>2009-06-09T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:08:31.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Boy</title><content type='html'>Today I took Gabriel to the doctor for his nine month check up.  He is perfectly healthy and hitting all of his milestones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 17lbs 10oz (10%-up from 5% at his six month check up)&lt;br /&gt;Height: 27in (10% down from 55%) (but I think at least 27.5 because he was worming and all scrunched up)&lt;br /&gt;Head: somewhere between 50-75%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been given the all clear to start table food just avoiding eggs, honey, fish, shellfish, and peanut butter until later.  Shhh we already started last week with chicken.  Last night he had chicken and green beans and loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Si6zCV0tq7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BjmPdrbhrLo/s1600-h/S7001719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Si6zCV0tq7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BjmPdrbhrLo/s320/S7001719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345406660534709170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-5689778147243677318?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/5689778147243677318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=5689778147243677318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5689778147243677318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5689778147243677318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/06/tiny-boy.html' title='Tiny Boy'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Si6zCV0tq7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BjmPdrbhrLo/s72-c/S7001719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-2920639545890233298</id><published>2009-05-31T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T07:33:10.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad, sad milestone</title><content type='html'>I put Gabriel down for a nap this morning, so it was just me and the J man hanging out for a while.  At one point I asked him for a kiss and he puckered up to kiss me.  I gave him a kiss and the next thing I see broke my heart...He wiped it off.  I thought I would have a few more years before he did that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-2920639545890233298?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/2920639545890233298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=2920639545890233298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2920639545890233298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2920639545890233298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-sad-milestone.html' title='A sad, sad milestone'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-8895494306174527572</id><published>2009-05-27T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:12:30.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneek Peaks</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday Royal and I got the boys cleaned and dressed and headed to Collins Park.  We had our first family photos as a family of four.  My friend Kelley took the AWESOME pictures.  Here are a few sneak peeks and a look at the rest of her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kdloftisphotography.com/blog/"&gt;KD Loftis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-8895494306174527572?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/8895494306174527572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=8895494306174527572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/8895494306174527572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/8895494306174527572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/05/sneek-peaks.html' title='Sneek Peaks'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-5236502466253338398</id><published>2009-05-22T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:34:09.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Years</title><content type='html'>Well today is out fifth anniversary.  At this time five years ago we were fast asleep at the Hotel Sofitel(SP).  The next day we were headed to Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have gone though a lot in the last five years.&lt;br /&gt;*Moved in together&lt;br /&gt;*Bought our first house&lt;br /&gt;*Bought my car&lt;br /&gt;*Had a baby&lt;br /&gt;*bought Royal a car&lt;br /&gt;*put a pool in&lt;br /&gt;*found out we were expecting #2&lt;br /&gt;*Bought Royal a more family friendly car&lt;br /&gt;*had #2&lt;br /&gt;*Ike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness we have been busy over the last 5 years.  It's no wonder we are both tired.  Royal you have been with me through the highs and lows and no one loves you more than I do.  Happy Anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Shd8R5oPW3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSefkok1ZQM/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Shd8R5oPW3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSefkok1ZQM/s320/wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338872530240232306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-5236502466253338398?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/5236502466253338398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=5236502466253338398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5236502466253338398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5236502466253338398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/05/five-years.html' title='Five Years'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Shd8R5oPW3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jSefkok1ZQM/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-4536222544835987906</id><published>2009-05-19T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:23:12.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Time!</title><content type='html'>Now that the weather is warm we have been enjoying the pool.  This is not the first time this season that we have been in, but it is the first time I have taken pictures.  Joshua loves "swimming," which mostly involves him playing on the tanning ledge and never getting his face wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a5fed6cf539e13b0" 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://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da5fed6cf539e13b0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D280789827E766D7D665CB59E3DD81A0E7E145C4.53612A48E8719E3302F6657E87A92C61A655B0E8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da5fed6cf539e13b0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-lA3NJfpN6cKTeJZmtILEQScCSY&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://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da5fed6cf539e13b0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D280789827E766D7D665CB59E3DD81A0E7E145C4.53612A48E8719E3302F6657E87A92C61A655B0E8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da5fed6cf539e13b0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-lA3NJfpN6cKTeJZmtILEQScCSY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNi0kY8UpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Qgr_BYGoKZQ/s1600-h/S7001658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNi0kY8UpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Qgr_BYGoKZQ/s320/S7001658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337718638625182354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNjdsQVuHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/u_rVcOpMR5s/s1600-h/S7001667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNjdsQVuHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/u_rVcOpMR5s/s320/S7001667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337719345111218290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNnKMoDaVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TDoJBSMF-Zk/s1600-h/S7001684.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNnsusFgAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jbLMCPkzFJA/s1600-h/S7001684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNnsusFgAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jbLMCPkzFJA/s320/S7001684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337724001509015554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for good measure Lucy Goose.  She is 10 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNo2uBOc4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PbmqdkOYKfU/s1600-h/S7001689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNo2uBOc4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PbmqdkOYKfU/s320/S7001689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337725272639566722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-4536222544835987906?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a5fed6cf539e13b0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/4536222544835987906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=4536222544835987906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4536222544835987906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4536222544835987906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/05/pool-time.html' title='Pool Time!'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/ShNi0kY8UpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Qgr_BYGoKZQ/s72-c/S7001658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-3049493670333203207</id><published>2009-05-17T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:03:40.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for Opinions</title><content type='html'>We are taking family photos on Tuesday with Kelley from &lt;a href="http://www.kdloftisphotography.com/"&gt;KD Loftis Photography&lt;/a&gt;.  I needed opinions as to what we should wear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on wearing a black cotton dress.  I am not sure what to do with all these boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option #1 - all boys wear black polos&lt;br /&gt;Option #2 - Royal in a black Polo, J&amp;amp;G in a different color polo (maybe blue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other suggestions are welcome too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-3049493670333203207?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/3049493670333203207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=3049493670333203207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/3049493670333203207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/3049493670333203207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-for-opinions.html' title='Looking for Opinions'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-5883774081816715715</id><published>2009-05-04T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:09:21.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not me Monday</title><content type='html'>Inspired by &lt;a href="http://plantedgypsyfeet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt; I thought I would give this a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did not:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not give my two year old candy every time he used the potty.  And I don't do this everyday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not spend half the day taking said child to the potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not take a shower at 7:15 in the evening and then sit in my towel all night because I was too lazy to go put on my jammies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not walk out of the room while Gabriel had a wall eyed fit because I needed a break.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not waste a ton of time playing bejeweled&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not have a good evening playing with my kids and husband in the pool.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did not ask my husband if there are miniature cows knowing very well that he was going to laugh his ass off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-5883774081816715715?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/5883774081816715715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=5883774081816715715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5883774081816715715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5883774081816715715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-me-monday.html' title='Not me Monday'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-1933291499711220100</id><published>2009-05-03T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:42:57.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the milestone they will meet</title><content type='html'>We have been all about growing up in our house.  With two little ones you just can't stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Joshua first&lt;br /&gt;-he is still working on potty training.  This weekend he started telling me when he needed to go.  He still has accidents but there is a lot of improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He has a best friend.  There is a little boy in his MDO class and they play together all the time.  It is really cute when Joshua gets to school this little boy is always so excited to see him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He will talk on the phone.  He told Nana (my mom) Happy mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He has become very affectionate.  He doles out hugs and kisses with such delight.  There is nothing sweeter than having your little boy come up to you and say, "momma, hold you."  Melts my heart every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is growing just as much&lt;br /&gt;-He has started army crawling.  It will be interesting to see if he moved beyond this because Joshua didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-With this new found movement he "chases' after his brother.  This boy is constantly on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He has learned to drink out of a straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He has learned to feed himself.  He is eating puffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-1933291499711220100?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/1933291499711220100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=1933291499711220100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1933291499711220100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1933291499711220100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-milestone-they-will-meet.html' title='Oh the milestone they will meet'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-5786723172484348887</id><published>2009-04-21T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:44:15.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Se6DaOv-cYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0IzupTHDFYU/s1600-h/S7001568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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That all went to the crapper as soon as I left.  Now he tends to have his accidents in the mornings, so this was not a total surprise to me.  Joshua had an accident as soon as I left.  No biggie I brought lots of cloths to change into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next part is all my fault.  I just assumed that he would use the school potty.  The problem...this potty is a real toilet only miniaturized, but still too big for my little guy.  His feet didn't touch the floor and the hole was too big for his bottom.  So he spent all day in a diaper.  After I spent three days introducing him to the potty chair it was undone in a day.  The good news is that I have learned from my mistake and his teacher said I could bring his potty chair to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the potty chair we have.  The center come out so you can dump the contents into the potty.  That little hump is to block the "teetee" from spraying everywhere.  This is all fine and good unless you have a boy and his "boy" isn't pointing directly down for whatever reason.  Then you just get it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://trus.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pTRU1-2788713dt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 198px;" src="http://trus.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pTRU1-2788713dt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-6396076713050908298?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/6396076713050908298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=6396076713050908298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/6396076713050908298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/6396076713050908298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-step-forward-and-two-steps-back.html' title='One step forward and two steps back'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-5728994025631854628</id><published>2009-04-14T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:25:08.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty training day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So far so good.  Only two accidents and he stopped himself half way through and ran to the potty to finish.  It's kind of funny to watch him get the urge because he freaks out and is not totally sure where to go.  Should I stand here or do I go to the potty?  He also doesn't seem to want to empty completely.  He'll let a little bit go and then stop and pour it out flush and come back for more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two tips so far.  If you have another child (younger) have someone else watch them.  It's hard to nurse and take someone to the potty at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Put your bumbo away.  It looks too much like a potty and well it might get used as one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joshua didn't have any accidents in the afternoon.  He wasn't telling me when he needed to go but he would take himself to the potty.  I am so proud at how well he is doing.  &lt;/p&gt;We have only had one small problem and that is when he sits and goes well it doesn't always all stay in the potty.  I have had to clean up more than a little wayward potty.  Maybe tomorrow he will start telling me when he needs to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-5728994025631854628?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/5728994025631854628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=5728994025631854628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5728994025631854628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5728994025631854628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/04/potty-training-day-1.html' title='Potty training day 1'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-3190747609106881096</id><published>2009-04-09T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:19:14.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last ten pounds</title><content type='html'>I have always struggled with my weight.  I was at my heaviest weight when I found out I was pregnant with Joshua.  My goal after he was born was to get down to an ideal weight.  I wasn't sure how I was going to do this but it was my goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Joshua was a month old my dad told me about &lt;a href="http://strollerfit.com"&gt;Stroller Fit&lt;/a&gt;.  I started going every day.  After a while I saw results but then my weight loss stalled.  I joined &lt;a href="http://weightwatchers.com"&gt;Weight Watchers&lt;/a&gt; online and with a lot of hard work I got down to my goal weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months later I found out I was pregnant again.  All that hard work about to be rewarded with a new baby.  This time around I was in much better shape.  I worked out everyday until I was 37 weeks.  I quit because it was so hot.  I went back to working out as soon as I was released by my doctor.  It felt so good to get out of the house and move again.  The weight came off easily...except for the last ten pounds.  So hear I sit 10 lbs to go.  It is taunting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-3190747609106881096?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/3190747609106881096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=3190747609106881096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/3190747609106881096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/3190747609106881096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-ten-pounds.html' title='The last ten pounds'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-1439152112715167299</id><published>2009-03-22T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:06:01.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d14d6e4e10339acd" 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://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd14d6e4e10339acd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2936C561F7CC1806BB41B8E0FF8793051E134FA3.2BA5CF8EFFEBAD5B0505BA4C6CBE2471FE6A9D10%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd14d6e4e10339acd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZsU8iC2AMHWYgR6T5-dbM7FrRyg&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://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd14d6e4e10339acd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2936C561F7CC1806BB41B8E0FF8793051E134FA3.2BA5CF8EFFEBAD5B0505BA4C6CBE2471FE6A9D10%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd14d6e4e10339acd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZsU8iC2AMHWYgR6T5-dbM7FrRyg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I gave Gabriel his first bite of Puffs (kiddie food that dissolves when the baby puts it in their mouth).  This is what Gabriel thought.  In the background is Joshua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-1439152112715167299?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d14d6e4e10339acd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/1439152112715167299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=1439152112715167299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1439152112715167299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1439152112715167299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/03/puffs.html' title='Puffs'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-2700307654062357039</id><published>2009-03-09T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:43:27.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandbox</title><content type='html'>Joshua's Mimi and Granddaddy (Royal's parents) gave him a sand box for Christmas.  Well last Thursday the boys and I went and bought sand.  I had my brother come over to help me set it up.  The bags of sand were 50lbs each; I bought 8.  Joshua loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbXQxcioYxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UwY0Ex7wOq0/s1600-h/S7001465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbXQxcioYxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UwY0Ex7wOq0/s320/S7001465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311380883446981394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbXRzp3zPTI/AAAAAAAAADE/EcWHmMPqo4s/s1600-h/S7001471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbXRzp3zPTI/AAAAAAAAADE/EcWHmMPqo4s/s320/S7001471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311382020896800050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-312ca3d5cd4a39f5" 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://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D312ca3d5cd4a39f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E14E28785E3EDDC69133C44B3059A78FDB99A2D.15FF61F073B575277003E563598339879FFF7658%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D312ca3d5cd4a39f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dxi7OVj9tt4eM3kg2RalG5ksjl4E&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://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D312ca3d5cd4a39f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E14E28785E3EDDC69133C44B3059A78FDB99A2D.15FF61F073B575277003E563598339879FFF7658%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D312ca3d5cd4a39f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dxi7OVj9tt4eM3kg2RalG5ksjl4E&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/14788508-2700307654062357039?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=312ca3d5cd4a39f5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/2700307654062357039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=2700307654062357039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2700307654062357039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/2700307654062357039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/03/sandbox.html' title='Sandbox'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbXQxcioYxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UwY0Ex7wOq0/s72-c/S7001465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-3623758612645964217</id><published>2009-03-08T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:21:59.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Months</title><content type='html'>Gabriel will be six months old on March 11.  I am writing this now because I know I will forget if I wait to do it on the 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel 9/11/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbST1vecANI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oMknup7sZvU/s1600-h/S7001107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbST1vecANI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oMknup7sZvU/s320/S7001107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311032412063138002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Month old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSUdU3JwFI/AAAAAAAAACE/UpljX7AKq6A/s1600-h/S7001176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSUdU3JwFI/AAAAAAAAACE/UpljX7AKq6A/s320/S7001176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311033092113809490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSVe_XjcgI/AAAAAAAAACM/g4R6cbcUBkY/s1600-h/S7001280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSVe_XjcgI/AAAAAAAAACM/g4R6cbcUBkY/s320/S7001280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311034220215497218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSWoMGabkI/AAAAAAAAACU/QRO0_OlrZHs/s1600-h/S7001382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSWoMGabkI/AAAAAAAAACU/QRO0_OlrZHs/s320/S7001382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311035477763714626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSXYe48KMI/AAAAAAAAACc/fj5CrA05WrE/s1600-h/S7001426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSXYe48KMI/AAAAAAAAACc/fj5CrA05WrE/s320/S7001426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311036307441199298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSX0OIBDDI/AAAAAAAAACk/vx6etJA4kt0/s1600-h/S7001452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 374px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSX0OIBDDI/AAAAAAAAACk/vx6etJA4kt0/s320/S7001452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311036783977368626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how fast the second time around has gone.  My little guy is rolling all over the place and has even found that he can get places by continuously rolling.  He loves his big brother.  There is nothing sweeter than watching Gabriel and Joshua interacting with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both boys together.  Joshua didn't what Gabriel to touch him, so I had to move him over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSY_jgS86I/AAAAAAAAACs/GnhR3WJ-ljo/s1600-h/S7001449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbSY_jgS86I/AAAAAAAAACs/GnhR3WJ-ljo/s320/S7001449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311038078206538658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah if anyone is actually reading this drop me a line and say "HI"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-3623758612645964217?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/3623758612645964217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=3623758612645964217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/3623758612645964217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/3623758612645964217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/03/six-months.html' title='Six Months'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SbST1vecANI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oMknup7sZvU/s72-c/S7001107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-7716862074899670641</id><published>2009-02-13T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:11:57.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZY2ItJ50tI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZUz1Mrd2QIA/s1600-h/S7001397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZY2ItJ50tI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZUz1Mrd2QIA/s320/S7001397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302485134463324882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZY13RVfDMI/AAAAAAAAABs/tlZIhkgtkS8/s1600-h/S7001396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZY13RVfDMI/AAAAAAAAABs/tlZIhkgtkS8/s320/S7001396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302484834937932994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZY0hD8plcI/AAAAAAAAABk/ordRLOfhNlo/s1600-h/S7001395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZY0hD8plcI/AAAAAAAAABk/ordRLOfhNlo/s320/S7001395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302483353875355074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZYz7_oEZ7I/AAAAAAAAABc/_-MZDEK9gqA/s1600-h/S7001394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZYz7_oEZ7I/AAAAAAAAABc/_-MZDEK9gqA/s320/S7001394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302482717060130738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZYyVm51x9I/AAAAAAAAABU/EVzY21UirNw/s1600-h/S7001102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZYyVm51x9I/AAAAAAAAABU/EVzY21UirNw/s320/S7001102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302480958077126610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get Joshua's hair cut when he was 15 months old but Royal was the hold out. Eventually Joshua's hair grew out and he looked like a surfer.  Long and blond.  I had been trimming the front and back to keep it from being really long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday I was going to give him a trim.  Royal offered to him if I would hold him.  Well Royal did more than a trim.  He whacked the front super short.  So I ended up taking Joshua for his first hair cut at Cool Cuts 4 Kids.  He did a great job.  The put him in a car chair and let him watch Elmo.  The only part he didn't like was the clippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse the funny layout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-7716862074899670641?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/7716862074899670641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=7716862074899670641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/7716862074899670641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/7716862074899670641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-hair-cut.html' title='First Hair Cut'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SZY2ItJ50tI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZUz1Mrd2QIA/s72-c/S7001397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-4377515627254810574</id><published>2009-01-11T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:44:50.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone else did one, so I will too</title><content type='html'>2008 Year in Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 7th - I found out I was pregnant.  This was a shock to Royal and me.  We were not planning on getting pregnant any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March - Royal got a new "family friendly" car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April - We found out we were having another boy.  The great name debate started and lasted for almost two months.  We finally picked Gabriel Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August Joshua starts MDO and loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 11- My doctor induces me because of an approaching hurricane.  We met Gabriel at 4:05 pm.  He was such a tiny little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrWYkhd_CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zBF65aAwOok/s1600-h/S7001107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrWYkhd_CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zBF65aAwOok/s320/S7001107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290276429909326882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 13- Ike hits and we are without power for a week.  I am trying to figure out how we are going to make it with a toddler and a two day old baby.  I don't recommend this if you can avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 31 Both boys were skeletons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrW9W8LvxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MAI3qaL7kRg/s1600-h/S7001203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrW9W8LvxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MAI3qaL7kRg/s320/S7001203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290277061918441234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 10 I turn 28&lt;br /&gt;November 21 Royal turns 28&lt;br /&gt;November 29 Joshua turns 2 (not a baby any more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrXemQFfRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eH7o1HjePB0/s1600-h/S7001268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrXemQFfRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eH7o1HjePB0/s320/S7001268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290277632964132114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 14 Gabriel is baptized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrYBVDdWOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0DpVeABIGu0/s1600-h/S7001280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrYBVDdWOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0DpVeABIGu0/s320/S7001280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290278229643188450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 24-25 Christmas Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrYmz4wXII/AAAAAAAAAA8/DZX7mDSK-tk/s1600-h/S7001347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrYmz4wXII/AAAAAAAAAA8/DZX7mDSK-tk/s320/S7001347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290278873574956162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-4377515627254810574?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/4377515627254810574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=4377515627254810574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4377515627254810574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/4377515627254810574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2009/01/everyone-else-did-one-so-i-will-too.html' title='Everyone else did one, so I will too'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SWrWYkhd_CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zBF65aAwOok/s72-c/S7001107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-5899407832705429706</id><published>2008-12-20T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:41:45.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things that come out of their mouths.</title><content type='html'>Joshua turned two not quite a month ago and his vocabulary has exploded.  He has also become quite to mimic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-477028f0051681af" 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://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D477028f0051681af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D37704ED5A672B532C41F566F21A4CDBFA8F37037.C6414B25C95BAC206B001819E2724E7FF537C9B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D477028f0051681af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBwsxqae3MoJ1Lv4de2EaS_bbAbk&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://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D477028f0051681af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D37704ED5A672B532C41F566F21A4CDBFA8F37037.C6414B25C95BAC206B001819E2724E7FF537C9B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D477028f0051681af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBwsxqae3MoJ1Lv4de2EaS_bbAbk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua picked up this gem from his daddy on the way over to my parents' house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-5899407832705429706?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=477028f0051681af&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/5899407832705429706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=5899407832705429706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5899407832705429706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/5899407832705429706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-that-come-out-of-their-mouths.html' title='The things that come out of their mouths.'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-8737869554746838331</id><published>2008-09-06T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:57:16.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>Joshua had his first day of school on Friday.  He is attending the MDO program at our church.  He goes from 9-2:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Royal asked me what time school started because he wanted to take him to his first day of school.  Friday started like a normal day.  I got up and fed Joshua.  Then Royal's alarm goes off and he just lays in bed.  Around 8:30 I remind him what today is and he flies out of bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left about 20 minutes later and headed to school.  When we get the school Royal carries Joshua in and I got all of his stuff:  Nap mat, lunch, backpack, lovey.  How much stuff does one little guy need for 5 hours?  We walk to his classroom and I fully expected him to scream his head off.  Nothing.  Royal put him down and he ran to the other kids and toys.  I talked to his teacher for a minute and we left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 5 hours I cleaned the house to pass the time and maybe induce labor.  Royal came home a little after 2 to go pick the boy up.  We got the report from his teacher: Great day, no crying, ate a good lunch, took a good nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one was a success, let's pray day 2 goes just as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-8737869554746838331?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/8737869554746838331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=8737869554746838331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/8737869554746838331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/8737869554746838331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-8787287322114144532</id><published>2008-09-06T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:43:17.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>39 weeks</title><content type='html'>As of today I have seven days to go.  I had a doctor's appointment on Tuesday and I was 1cm dilated and 80% effaced.  My doc informed me that he didn't think I would make it to my next appointment.  This give baby boy two days to get here or else he will be proving the doctor wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so ready to meet our little boy.  I want to know who he looks like and everything.  Royal just keeps telling me to be patient he will get here when the time is right.  I know he is right but the waiting is just so hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-8787287322114144532?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/8787287322114144532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=8787287322114144532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/8787287322114144532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/8787287322114144532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2008/09/39-weeks.html' title='39 weeks'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-782311773590797916</id><published>2008-08-06T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:37:57.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Hospital</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Royal told me that his parents were at the hospital.  My first thought was that his dad had another infection around his heart.  He has had several since having since having heart surgery almost 5 years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time however it was his grandfather who was in the emergency room.  He is in his 70's but not doing well.  He was the main caregiver to Royal's grandmother and great-great aunt for a long time.  The great aunt passed away a few months back but then his wife (Royal's grandmother) was dianosed with cancer.  In all honesty these three people should not have be living alone.  The grandpa refused to go into a home because he didn't want to lose his dogs.  Well right before the great aunt passed she fell and the grandpa picked her up and they think he broke his back doing it.  Since then he has been on heavy medication which has in turn messed up his stomach.  They did an x-ray and his stomach is 10x bigger than normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope when I get to this age I am not so proud that I don't ask for help when I need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-782311773590797916?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/782311773590797916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=782311773590797916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/782311773590797916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/782311773590797916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-hospital.html' title='In the Hospital'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-7510320280028575992</id><published>2008-07-30T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:20:56.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 weeks to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SJEo78QzcJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jRVMtBak7LM/s1600-h/S7001050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229005652607856786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SJEo78QzcJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jRVMtBak7LM/s320/S7001050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 33 weeks 2 days pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I have about 6 weeks to go until baby boy will make his way into the world.  I am trying to wrap my head around the idea of two kids.  It makes you sit back and think how did I get here?&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/14788508-7510320280028575992?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/7510320280028575992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=7510320280028575992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/7510320280028575992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/7510320280028575992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2008/07/6-weeks-to-go.html' title='6 weeks to go.'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SJEo78QzcJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jRVMtBak7LM/s72-c/S7001050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-1651498294900179012</id><published>2008-07-05T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:20:56.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My sweet little boy taking a break'/><title type='text'>Once a year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SG-KDCe9toI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tfb3aKT_96k/s1600-h/S7000986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219542277956679298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SG-KDCe9toI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tfb3aKT_96k/s320/S7000986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking over this blog it seems that I seems to only do this once a year. A lot has happened since the last blog. I gave birth to my first son who is now 19 months old. I am also pregnant with my second son who will be here in September. We were a little surprised when we found out we were pregnant for the second time as we were not trying. Although we feel extememly blessed that it happened with such ease. Many people have asked us if we will have more and the answer is that I would like to but Royal is up in the air still.&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/14788508-1651498294900179012?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/1651498294900179012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=1651498294900179012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1651498294900179012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/1651498294900179012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2008/07/once-year.html' title='Once a year'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/SG-KDCe9toI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tfb3aKT_96k/s72-c/S7000986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-115181395791593500</id><published>2006-07-01T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T21:19:17.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a baby</title><content type='html'>This is such an exciting time in our lives.  We will find out the sex of the baby on July 19th.  I am counting down the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-115181395791593500?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/115181395791593500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=115181395791593500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/115181395791593500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/115181395791593500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2006/07/having-baby.html' title='Having a baby'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-112226585928915312</id><published>2005-07-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T21:30:59.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Married Life</title><content type='html'>We were married May 22, 2004 after almost 5 years of dating.  We met in June of 1999 over the internet.  We were 18 when we met and 23 when we got married.  In Jan. of 2005 we bought our first house in Spring, TX.  So far our life has been very blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-112226585928915312?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/112226585928915312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=112226585928915312' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/112226585928915312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/112226585928915312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2005/07/married-life.html' title='Married Life'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788508.post-112226474588438288</id><published>2005-07-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T21:12:25.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Try</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A little about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;  I was born and raised in Houston, TX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;  I am 24 years old and have been married for a little over a      year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;I will start my second year of teaching at Cook Middle School in CFISD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788508-112226474588438288?l=cel21110.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/feeds/112226474588438288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788508&amp;postID=112226474588438288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/112226474588438288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788508/posts/default/112226474588438288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cel21110.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-try.html' title='First Try'/><author><name>charlotteL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05405900473433553283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hBbE0NvKin4/Sd_0rVK14eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PNzQ60Jpkgc/S220/S7001203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
