<?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-1389290348956181805</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:32:04.061-07:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='How To'/><category term='Family Moment Monday'/><category term='Mommy Mishaps'/><category term='Gizmos and Gadgets'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='My mom'/><category term='MOM&apos;s Club'/><category term='Wii Fit Wednesday'/><category term='101 in 1001'/><category term='Breastfeeding'/><category term='Extended Family'/><category term='Poop'/><category term='Complaining'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='WAHM'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Warm Fuzzies'/><category term='Monkey news'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Mommy Moments'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Hansome Hubby'/><title type='text'>Monkey Monkey Underpants</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-5159455769500444670</id><published>2012-02-15T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T15:07:53.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rafael's Birthdays</title><content type='html'>My little man turned 2 in November!&amp;nbsp; What an awful mama that I'm not even writing about it until February!&amp;nbsp; The lucky little man got 3 different birthday celebrations because of all the craziness of Thanksgiving and surrounding weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For his "friend" birthday party, I had fun putting together a dinosaur themed brunch party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3akIGIu9dd8/TzwqqvTE3tI/AAAAAAAAEJk/2kEWw3xJZv8/s1600/PB120076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3akIGIu9dd8/TzwqqvTE3tI/AAAAAAAAEJk/2kEWw3xJZv8/s320/PB120076.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMP1sZ1wPkw/TysLvnUrh0I/AAAAAAAAEEI/SwdlE_kWqjc/s1600/PB120047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMP1sZ1wPkw/TysLvnUrh0I/AAAAAAAAEEI/SwdlE_kWqjc/s320/PB120047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4RqUxwsi-4M/TysMCpDO7bI/AAAAAAAAEEg/mJzYZuKpnmo/s320/PB120052.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSni0EJhJ-0/TysMGwq3MYI/AAAAAAAAEEo/GtPQ_XQpF_I/s1600/PB120054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSni0EJhJ-0/TysMGwq3MYI/AAAAAAAAEEo/GtPQ_XQpF_I/s320/PB120054.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a Dino Dig Site outside which the kids largely ignored because it was a beautiful day and ohmygoodness LEAVES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XePzDGD5vAM/TysMLZuz5wI/AAAAAAAAEEw/TDsxxDp6IUY/s1600/PB120056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XePzDGD5vAM/TysMLZuz5wI/AAAAAAAAEEw/TDsxxDp6IUY/s320/PB120056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wmi_GS0z9uI/TysMU--sC-I/AAAAAAAAEFI/Y_Jvxl8nnFM/s320/PB120060.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I saw a neat idea for "volcano lava cakes" on Pinterest, but they didn't turn out quite as beautifully as I was hoping.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, they were still delicious!!!!&amp;nbsp; (And huge thanks to my friend Tina for helping me make them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjJWzpgcIqE/TysMa3MZHZI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/k23_7K-84NI/s1600/PB120061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjJWzpgcIqE/TysMa3MZHZI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/k23_7K-84NI/s320/PB120061.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-BsQXPwD1E/TysMfUmY74I/AAAAAAAAEFY/L7lymfZsfYk/s1600/PB120062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-BsQXPwD1E/TysMfUmY74I/AAAAAAAAEFY/L7lymfZsfYk/s320/PB120062.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OHd7Ra0vfs8/TysMlPr6ZgI/AAAAAAAAEFg/M06SkN9nM1k/s1600/PB120064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OHd7Ra0vfs8/TysMlPr6ZgI/AAAAAAAAEFg/M06SkN9nM1k/s320/PB120064.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_pmwVrFyqM/TysMoD1hURI/AAAAAAAAEFo/frdpJJAMeWU/s1600/PB120067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_pmwVrFyqM/TysMoD1hURI/AAAAAAAAEFo/frdpJJAMeWU/s320/PB120067.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rafael got TONS of boy toys including various cars galore!&amp;nbsp; We have a whole toy bin dedicated to cars now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L890V2ZfaIs/TysMrq_hMGI/AAAAAAAAEFw/Lk2nee5HSV4/s1600/PB120071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L890V2ZfaIs/TysMrq_hMGI/AAAAAAAAEFw/Lk2nee5HSV4/s320/PB120071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I made little favors out of leftover Halloween candy whoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--eDoTZy-DcU/TysMuhDPQqI/AAAAAAAAEF4/29l5oMLUdCU/s1600/PB120074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--eDoTZy-DcU/TysMuhDPQqI/AAAAAAAAEF4/29l5oMLUdCU/s320/PB120074.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was such a fun day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He also celebrated with our choir family at one of our choir practices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VPgxuJ4CmeU/TzwmzdBA74I/AAAAAAAAEI8/OM40v_Hxe24/s1600/PB170144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VPgxuJ4CmeU/TzwmzdBA74I/AAAAAAAAEI8/OM40v_Hxe24/s320/PB170144.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting with his Nina Amy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFbeqsicEWY/Tzwm4e5VEkI/AAAAAAAAEJE/q8whiu4JhYU/s1600/PB170146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFbeqsicEWY/Tzwm4e5VEkI/AAAAAAAAEJE/q8whiu4JhYU/s320/PB170146.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blowing out his birthday candles with his sister and Nina's Andrea &amp;amp; Amy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFqz1oesVUU/Tzwm8ECauqI/AAAAAAAAEJM/EqBxnqv1UDE/s1600/PB170149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFqz1oesVUU/Tzwm8ECauqI/AAAAAAAAEJM/EqBxnqv1UDE/s320/PB170149.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying his dessert with his Nina's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-58dXKt-rYWE/Tzwm_nT3dmI/AAAAAAAAEJU/AJy8PCSowcc/s1600/PB170151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-58dXKt-rYWE/Tzwm_nT3dmI/AAAAAAAAEJU/AJy8PCSowcc/s320/PB170151.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opening his present from his ninas.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here he is playing with his gift.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Such a cutie!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qKPJn2KptJw" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His THIRD celebration (what a lucky boy!) was on his actual birthday, which fell on Thanksgiving this year!  We celebrated with family after our big dinner by having him blow out a couple of candles on a cupcake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6nqyrgGH1VI/TzwqB-zMRfI/AAAAAAAAEJc/wDZINY5X77M/s1600/PB240169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6nqyrgGH1VI/TzwqB-zMRfI/AAAAAAAAEJc/wDZINY5X77M/s320/PB240169.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, I think his birthday was thoroughly celebrated this year!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-5159455769500444670?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/5159455769500444670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=5159455769500444670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5159455769500444670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5159455769500444670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2012/02/rafaels-birthdays.html' title='Rafael&apos;s Birthdays'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3akIGIu9dd8/TzwqqvTE3tI/AAAAAAAAEJk/2kEWw3xJZv8/s72-c/PB120076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-6078337240166348434</id><published>2012-02-02T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T14:21:23.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new niece</title><content type='html'>I have a new adorable little niece!&amp;nbsp; It was fun being pregnant at the same time as my sister - but not the first time!&amp;nbsp; I was also pregnant at the same time as my oldest sister and that was cool too.&amp;nbsp; It is nice to have cousins who are the same age - or close enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I combined forces with my sister's mother-in-law and provided all the decorations and games for my sister's shower in October.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms28QvONCY0/Tyr7iB7LRvI/AAAAAAAAEDA/qJPUzHUMv2A/s1600/P9030250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms28QvONCY0/Tyr7iB7LRvI/AAAAAAAAEDA/qJPUzHUMv2A/s320/P9030250.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The invitations that I made&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;I didn't get any other shot of the decorations, which is a shame because they were so cute!&amp;nbsp; I did a pink/green/brown butterfly theme.&amp;nbsp; So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7n4gnjILmI/Tyr7tNPee7I/AAAAAAAAEDI/fHMCWEem33Q/s1600/PA080166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7n4gnjILmI/Tyr7tNPee7I/AAAAAAAAEDI/fHMCWEem33Q/s320/PA080166.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing a blindfolded diapering the baby game&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLbxPC4c-Ok/Tyr7zmY9IpI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/2Oh8olIbYF0/s1600/PA080170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLbxPC4c-Ok/Tyr7zmY9IpI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/2Oh8olIbYF0/s320/PA080170.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 7 year old niece was the fastest!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKoXnX7rIdo/Tyr73Ha4zbI/AAAAAAAAEDY/M8-YBb7k7YQ/s1600/PA080173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKoXnX7rIdo/Tyr73Ha4zbI/AAAAAAAAEDY/M8-YBb7k7YQ/s320/PA080173.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister with my Grandma, Aunts, Cousin and niece and nephew&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qblB-jt75O4/Tyr76RmqJVI/AAAAAAAAEDg/9cUlTnFpV68/s1600/PA080177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qblB-jt75O4/Tyr76RmqJVI/AAAAAAAAEDg/9cUlTnFpV68/s320/PA080177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 2 sisters&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGfbsONY_rA/Tyr8CFxsEhI/AAAAAAAAEDo/aWa8BQkPJYM/s1600/PA080178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGfbsONY_rA/Tyr8CFxsEhI/AAAAAAAAEDo/aWa8BQkPJYM/s320/PA080178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister with me and the kiddos&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lopokF3dsA/Tyr8GFWWVxI/AAAAAAAAEDw/36mbXKDZ79o/s1600/PA080182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lopokF3dsA/Tyr8GFWWVxI/AAAAAAAAEDw/36mbXKDZ79o/s320/PA080182.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 pregnant sisters!&amp;nbsp; It's funny because I felt HUGELY pregnant and the time and you can hardly even tell!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My adorable niece was born in the wee early hours of Nov. 19th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-687OtiXASso/Tyr9eM1G-YI/AAAAAAAAED4/YT9BeqhmeeQ/s1600/PB190159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-687OtiXASso/Tyr9eM1G-YI/AAAAAAAAED4/YT9BeqhmeeQ/s320/PB190159.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting her for the first time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lhoLRv5a3sk/Tyr95F_lXVI/AAAAAAAAEEA/nZH1xFh9vlE/s1600/PC250073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lhoLRv5a3sk/Tyr95F_lXVI/AAAAAAAAEEA/nZH1xFh9vlE/s320/PC250073.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A month later at Christmas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I just saw her again on Tuesday and while I didn't get a picture she was wide awake, alert and watching the other kiddos play!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how fast they grow up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-6078337240166348434?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/6078337240166348434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=6078337240166348434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6078337240166348434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6078337240166348434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-new-niece.html' title='My new niece'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms28QvONCY0/Tyr7iB7LRvI/AAAAAAAAEDA/qJPUzHUMv2A/s72-c/P9030250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-7481651474587263635</id><published>2012-02-02T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T08:20:15.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Recap - Little Stuff</title><content type='html'>While I was doing my last post and uploading photos of all the exciting things we did this past Fall, I realized that most of the photos I wanted to post were completely unexciting, everyday things.&amp;nbsp; So here's what happened in our day-to-day life this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafael started joining Michaela and I during our school-at-home time.&amp;nbsp; It was a rocky start while we figured each other out.&amp;nbsp; Like me learning never to leave Michaela's dry-erase-marker work out with him nearby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0V39_k-gcic/Tyqi5ttrk6I/AAAAAAAAD_g/u1sClZzf220/s1600/P9070032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0V39_k-gcic/Tyqi5ttrk6I/AAAAAAAAD_g/u1sClZzf220/s320/P9070032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tC1OZiWJuH4/TyqjQU64X0I/AAAAAAAAD_o/yNgkQaFOIqM/s1600/P9070035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tC1OZiWJuH4/TyqjQU64X0I/AAAAAAAAD_o/yNgkQaFOIqM/s320/P9070035.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And to put a lock on my homeschooling cabinet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dm8xIgvBXqM/Tyqj_zSclYI/AAAAAAAAEAA/k5ZvhxIdAho/s1600/P9220015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dm8xIgvBXqM/Tyqj_zSclYI/AAAAAAAAEAA/k5ZvhxIdAho/s320/P9220015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both had way too many moments of general cuteness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcCUQzzyZxk/TyqjnupZMEI/AAAAAAAAD_w/Ge7FbekqjT0/s1600/P9200002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcCUQzzyZxk/TyqjnupZMEI/AAAAAAAAD_w/Ge7FbekqjT0/s320/P9200002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YpRuPcmqt0A/TyqjrbKjOfI/AAAAAAAAD_4/udfJ3snT0bA/s1600/P9200010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ycm3ga97qyA/TyqpMBAyCLI/AAAAAAAAEC4/UZs1bk1W9wI/s1600/PB150134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ycm3ga97qyA/TyqpMBAyCLI/AAAAAAAAEC4/UZs1bk1W9wI/s320/PB150134.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They both got used to the idea of "babies in tummies" since both I and their Tia Racquel were pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dTsjF-teSIk/TyqkQCczMUI/AAAAAAAAEAI/myM8r7RI26I/s1600/P9290090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dTsjF-teSIk/TyqkQCczMUI/AAAAAAAAEAI/myM8r7RI26I/s320/P9290090.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is supposed to be the baby in their Tia's tummy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L8Y92OaurtI/TyqkTzaYwUI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/R9MDJUdA67I/s1600/P9290091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L8Y92OaurtI/TyqkTzaYwUI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/R9MDJUdA67I/s320/P9290091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is supposed to be the baby in my tummy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;They had a lot of snuggle time with Philip and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KGfOdWp9T-k/Tyqk4TZQlCI/AAAAAAAAEAg/taqGzJKIO20/s1600/PA080185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KGfOdWp9T-k/Tyqk4TZQlCI/AAAAAAAAEAg/taqGzJKIO20/s320/PA080185.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-984ZpB6mn5w/TyqoAWNv19I/AAAAAAAAECA/HHKQof9m09s/s320/PB020006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3clpj-MhtHg/TyqoDxwlV6I/AAAAAAAAECI/E5IerDfrw44/s1600/PB030011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3clpj-MhtHg/TyqoDxwlV6I/AAAAAAAAECI/E5IerDfrw44/s320/PB030011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafael proved he was a hungry growing boy by always eating all of Michaela's food after she ate her "required" 3 bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p0aYllNrpX8/Tyqm7Q8L9EI/AAAAAAAAEBY/ICEhu-sdkF8/s1600/PA190202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p0aYllNrpX8/Tyqm7Q8L9EI/AAAAAAAAEBY/ICEhu-sdkF8/s320/PA190202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He also started becoming more independent - entering the "I do it all by myself" phase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WO3ucRO5qYI/TyqnJqDwdbI/AAAAAAAAEBg/q6ZddUZayUc/s1600/PA210215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WO3ucRO5qYI/TyqnJqDwdbI/AAAAAAAAEBg/q6ZddUZayUc/s320/PA210215.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaela finally had legs long enough to ride the tricycle she got last Christmas - and she took her brother along for the ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0fqLMcwI6pg/Tyqnu3KQYtI/AAAAAAAAEBw/xGIx8rc3D04/s1600/PA300339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0fqLMcwI6pg/Tyqnu3KQYtI/AAAAAAAAEBw/xGIx8rc3D04/s320/PA300339.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids were obsessed with our massive leave piles out front.&amp;nbsp; All I had to do to get a few minutes to myself were bundle them up and take them to the front yard.&amp;nbsp; They would play for a good 45 minutes in those leaves while I read or worked on the computer in my little lawn chair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s_p3SEifAqY/TyqolCJdtiI/AAAAAAAAECQ/6vH5uWHZhJo/s1600/PB080021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s_p3SEifAqY/TyqolCJdtiI/AAAAAAAAECQ/6vH5uWHZhJo/s320/PB080021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XhruNPQiOk/TyqopAFkGBI/AAAAAAAAECY/VX8mIJ4_HP0/s1600/PB080027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XhruNPQiOk/TyqopAFkGBI/AAAAAAAAECY/VX8mIJ4_HP0/s320/PB080027.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VxtFZSSB0Xw/TyqosY5piXI/AAAAAAAAECg/DpwmtaGPizU/s1600/PB080032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VxtFZSSB0Xw/TyqosY5piXI/AAAAAAAAECg/DpwmtaGPizU/s320/PB080032.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgcJ7mvIb20/TyqozB_LI0I/AAAAAAAAECo/H4Z90HRbeMw/s1600/PB150109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgcJ7mvIb20/TyqozB_LI0I/AAAAAAAAECo/H4Z90HRbeMw/s320/PB150109.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love looking back at pictures and watching my little ones grow up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-7481651474587263635?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/7481651474587263635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=7481651474587263635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7481651474587263635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7481651474587263635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2012/02/fall-recap-little-stuff.html' title='Fall Recap - Little Stuff'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0V39_k-gcic/Tyqi5ttrk6I/AAAAAAAAD_g/u1sClZzf220/s72-c/P9070032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-4285065995679498705</id><published>2012-02-02T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:47:43.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Recap - Big Stuff</title><content type='html'>Recap of our Fall in Photo Form because I've been too lazy to do any posts!&amp;nbsp; Warning, they'll be a few more long photo posts coming up soon!&amp;nbsp; (Some of you may have seen most of this on Facebook, but since I plan on printing this out some day as a scrapbook, I figure it'll be good to get this all on here!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ballet Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaela took a ballet class through the community center this Fall and absolutely loved it!&amp;nbsp; She just started up again last week and is so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0whTCFvsA8/TxrK5lBhG8I/AAAAAAAAD34/d_OyS_lrpuM/s1600/P9100050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0whTCFvsA8/TxrK5lBhG8I/AAAAAAAAD34/d_OyS_lrpuM/s200/P9100050.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Practicing Plie's - she's the one in the bright pink pants!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nJEmiBAHRg/TxrLAC22OgI/AAAAAAAAD4A/EkRPfxToXgE/s1600/P9100052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nJEmiBAHRg/TxrLAC22OgI/AAAAAAAAD4A/EkRPfxToXgE/s200/P9100052.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C3YcGEmPrCM/TxrLNDfBHCI/AAAAAAAAD4I/4wsPUUjoRrU/s1600/P9170124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C3YcGEmPrCM/TxrLNDfBHCI/AAAAAAAAD4I/4wsPUUjoRrU/s200/P9170124.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQStbo9gM28/TxrLQ6JMcaI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/XBA4oC_hH_Q/s1600/P9170126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQStbo9gM28/TxrLQ6JMcaI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/XBA4oC_hH_Q/s200/P9170126.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ME08vNn0m1w/TxrLrpdEE8I/AAAAAAAAD4Y/jZOMWncZVC4/s1600/PB130098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ME08vNn0m1w/TxrLrpdEE8I/AAAAAAAAD4Y/jZOMWncZVC4/s200/PB130098.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting Off Stage for her end of year performance&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;State Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We once again went to the State Fair in September - something the kids always enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rjiq183kUGM/TxrMt1KJHJI/AAAAAAAAD4g/9N53yAWEBF8/s1600/P9140082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rjiq183kUGM/TxrMt1KJHJI/AAAAAAAAD4g/9N53yAWEBF8/s200/P9140082.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching the cows get milked - ever since then she is so proud to know where milk comes from!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-HxBcmAFgc/TxrM3ikcLWI/AAAAAAAAD4o/NGugn467uRY/s1600/P9140086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-HxBcmAFgc/TxrM3ikcLWI/AAAAAAAAD4o/NGugn467uRY/s200/P9140086.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q193u7Kiazo/TxrM8devB3I/AAAAAAAAD4w/L62nZ96yHnE/s1600/P9140091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q193u7Kiazo/TxrM8devB3I/AAAAAAAAD4w/L62nZ96yHnE/s200/P9140091.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FQY7rrJxv5o/TxrM_hRy8MI/AAAAAAAAD44/OUEMShdhS9Q/s1600/P9140094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FQY7rrJxv5o/TxrM_hRy8MI/AAAAAAAAD44/OUEMShdhS9Q/s200/P9140094.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8WKYxyzBJI/TxrNFI8Cb7I/AAAAAAAAD5A/NK3IUmQvTJM/s1600/P9140103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8WKYxyzBJI/TxrNFI8Cb7I/AAAAAAAAD5A/NK3IUmQvTJM/s200/P9140103.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Family Outings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really tried to make a point of taking the kids out as a family after Phil started his school semester at work.&amp;nbsp; We went on tons of fun "field trips"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NM Museum of Natural History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IrGgh64kEBk/TxrU1-WuJBI/AAAAAAAAD5I/UMie0XTtRps/s1600/P9110059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IrGgh64kEBk/TxrU1-WuJBI/AAAAAAAAD5I/UMie0XTtRps/s200/P9110059.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEJU9P4hyoU/TxrU6DVpjkI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/7f_Lvi79WDE/s1600/P9110062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEJU9P4hyoU/TxrU6DVpjkI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/7f_Lvi79WDE/s200/P9110062.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7kDf5G0fkMk/TxrU-SZh0EI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/jX5p6xd1Xp0/s1600/P9110066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7kDf5G0fkMk/TxrU-SZh0EI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/jX5p6xd1Xp0/s200/P9110066.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super excited to see Nemo and Dorie!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qxZ17zMtd-0/TxrVDdw4rQI/AAAAAAAAD5g/BV0u6XHFvAQ/s1600/P9110072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qxZ17zMtd-0/TxrVDdw4rQI/AAAAAAAAD5g/BV0u6XHFvAQ/s200/P9110072.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGNU9ymUm4g/TxrVHUQ9Y3I/AAAAAAAAD5o/DrZsPvRodOw/s1600/P9110077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGNU9ymUm4g/TxrVHUQ9Y3I/AAAAAAAAD5o/DrZsPvRodOw/s200/P9110077.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He LOVED the volcano floor - Michaela stayed far far away from it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fXVg5xcgpZQ/TyqOHqhDy_I/AAAAAAAAD5w/d-p0Pmf5-3A/s1600/P9180139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fXVg5xcgpZQ/TyqOHqhDy_I/AAAAAAAAD5w/d-p0Pmf5-3A/s200/P9180139.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeding the ducks our old bread&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Home Depot Kids Workshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZYre0bxp6k/TyqOd6X5P1I/AAAAAAAAD54/vM2w0osVjOo/s1600/PA010092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZYre0bxp6k/TyqOd6X5P1I/AAAAAAAAD54/vM2w0osVjOo/s200/PA010092.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She made a valiant attempt to make the little storage caddy...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSxwvS7o7-w/TyqOh445_JI/AAAAAAAAD6A/MZaR49Nx4y4/s1600/PA010093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSxwvS7o7-w/TyqOh445_JI/AAAAAAAAD6A/MZaR49Nx4y4/s200/PA010093.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;...but the call of free hotdogs and chips was too great!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I-8u5tET8aE/TyqOlrHLbHI/AAAAAAAAD6I/t1UqhQt36Aw/s1600/PA010094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I-8u5tET8aE/TyqOlrHLbHI/AAAAAAAAD6I/t1UqhQt36Aw/s200/PA010094.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy ended up finishing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xhiqSqYZlw/TyqOo8IUOiI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/pYdu7y6JfjI/s1600/PA010095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xhiqSqYZlw/TyqOo8IUOiI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/pYdu7y6JfjI/s200/PA010095.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloon Fiesta&lt;br /&gt;Albuquerque hosts one of the biggest Hot Air Balloon gatherings in the world - we are so lucky to live here!&amp;nbsp; We went to a balloon glow one night - it is where they keep the balloons on the field and light up in various patterns.&amp;nbsp; So beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5rxsYX_B04/TyqO6k5ftkI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/jmDlD_nlIUc/s1600/PA010098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5rxsYX_B04/TyqO6k5ftkI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/jmDlD_nlIUc/s200/PA010098.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging with Tia Racquel!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miFHGN68EM4/TyqPCC9nmsI/AAAAAAAAD6g/Aj1KsFfPh4M/s1600/PA010104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miFHGN68EM4/TyqPCC9nmsI/AAAAAAAAD6g/Aj1KsFfPh4M/s200/PA010104.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vrxUkbEM-A/TyqPIkTqpII/AAAAAAAAD6o/WekkqGzTDcI/s1600/PA010119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vrxUkbEM-A/TyqPIkTqpII/AAAAAAAAD6o/WekkqGzTDcI/s200/PA010119.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Vekfa27rQ/TyqPMq0VbmI/AAAAAAAAD6w/rsfWre9sITM/s1600/PA020121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Vekfa27rQ/TyqPMq0VbmI/AAAAAAAAD6w/rsfWre9sITM/s200/PA020121.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have balloons flying over our house from late September through March-ish.&amp;nbsp; It is really cool!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pumpkin Patch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pl89XNy1xSo/TyqQgdoCe3I/AAAAAAAAD7I/cLPNe7wA7_w/s1600/PA150117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pl89XNy1xSo/TyqQgdoCe3I/AAAAAAAAD7I/cLPNe7wA7_w/s200/PA150117.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riding a Horse&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQTk8Ci2XNE/TyqQm4ezP4I/AAAAAAAAD7Q/GBCHIt-XIjw/s1600/PA150123.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQTk8Ci2XNE/TyqQm4ezP4I/AAAAAAAAD7Q/GBCHIt-XIjw/s200/PA150123.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-JHpMhfuxE/TyqQp0M85cI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/Ih5tILpxB-Y/s1600/PA150127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-JHpMhfuxE/TyqQp0M85cI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/Ih5tILpxB-Y/s200/PA150127.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQAGZpM35gw/TyqQtl3JgsI/AAAAAAAAD7g/NlMx0F0d4Ww/s1600/PA150132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQAGZpM35gw/TyqQtl3JgsI/AAAAAAAAD7g/NlMx0F0d4Ww/s200/PA150132.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4fhxM4HB3g/TyqQxEBURkI/AAAAAAAAD7o/uIQCIfL_BtM/s1600/PA150145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4fhxM4HB3g/TyqQxEBURkI/AAAAAAAAD7o/uIQCIfL_BtM/s200/PA150145.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j9KmZuvd7kQ/TyqQ0jXGhhI/AAAAAAAAD7w/L7U76A8xGi0/s1600/PA150154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j9KmZuvd7kQ/TyqQ0jXGhhI/AAAAAAAAD7w/L7U76A8xGi0/s200/PA150154.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PresFest&lt;br /&gt;A new hospital just opened up in our area and they had a HUGE Grand Opening to celebrate.&amp;nbsp; Who can turn down free bounce houses, games and food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0sexMoEC1KA/TyqRaT3iUJI/AAAAAAAAD74/-VJX43yaXao/s1600/PA220220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0sexMoEC1KA/TyqRaT3iUJI/AAAAAAAAD74/-VJX43yaXao/s200/PA220220.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ0jhzD_8uk/TyqReB09_BI/AAAAAAAAD8A/OiVRbYF3Kfc/s1600/PA220221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ0jhzD_8uk/TyqReB09_BI/AAAAAAAAD8A/OiVRbYF3Kfc/s200/PA220221.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkXkBRVVRp8/TyqRiI7wfDI/AAAAAAAAD8I/vq32w7-Ss5E/s1600/PA220224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkXkBRVVRp8/TyqRiI7wfDI/AAAAAAAAD8I/vq32w7-Ss5E/s200/PA220224.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GLk1A39p_E/TyqRlJjGSpI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/FZIIeQpSil8/s1600/PA220225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GLk1A39p_E/TyqRlJjGSpI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/FZIIeQpSil8/s200/PA220225.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Daddy Days/Dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip started instituting Daddy Dates with Michaela and Daddy Days with Rafael to get some one on one time with them.&amp;nbsp; It's not super often, maybe every couple of months, but the kids love them!&amp;nbsp; The first one, he took them each seperately (on different days) to the Aquarium/Botanic Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zgfFRlVXlc/TyqSUWcICqI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/kT6iGDTvdK8/s1600/PA130064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zgfFRlVXlc/TyqSUWcICqI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/kT6iGDTvdK8/s200/PA130064.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePLatJtq3io/TyqSczMGmmI/AAAAAAAAD8g/f0MnH3Hc0xE/s1600/PA130068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePLatJtq3io/TyqSczMGmmI/AAAAAAAAD8g/f0MnH3Hc0xE/s200/PA130068.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXm8zdFCfZE/TyqShtIHgcI/AAAAAAAAD8o/7qMuRCaMZcs/s1600/PA130070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXm8zdFCfZE/TyqShtIHgcI/AAAAAAAAD8o/7qMuRCaMZcs/s200/PA130070.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qRD3YpXaqM/TyqSlUBVJfI/AAAAAAAAD8w/aw6rkfVCtR4/s1600/PA130073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qRD3YpXaqM/TyqSlUBVJfI/AAAAAAAAD8w/aw6rkfVCtR4/s200/PA130073.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MtVux10XzA/TyqSz_4qTAI/AAAAAAAAD84/LvCJsWX_GFc/s1600/PA140105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MtVux10XzA/TyqSz_4qTAI/AAAAAAAAD84/LvCJsWX_GFc/s200/PA140105.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKVz_9t8h-c/TyqS3sy_87I/AAAAAAAAD9A/eUa3byPDncA/s1600/PA140109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKVz_9t8h-c/TyqS3sy_87I/AAAAAAAAD9A/eUa3byPDncA/s200/PA140109.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxotzrPTnmY/TyqS_O-RxMI/AAAAAAAAD9I/tkDBJ8_mHpY/s1600/PA140112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxotzrPTnmY/TyqS_O-RxMI/AAAAAAAAD9I/tkDBJ8_mHpY/s200/PA140112.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think they both really enjoy having that special time with Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chillin' w/ Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids got a lot of opportunities to hang out with their friends since I was a babysitting fool this fall!&amp;nbsp; One of my friends said she saw into my evil plan - store up babysitting favors now so that I can use them all up when the baby is born!&amp;nbsp; Muah-ha-ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe2xSlcyI24/TyqZSW_gn7I/AAAAAAAAD9g/SJKmzr6ziKM/s1600/P9280088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe2xSlcyI24/TyqZSW_gn7I/AAAAAAAAD9g/SJKmzr6ziKM/s200/P9280088.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9s64mkZEr4/TyqZXHtfSXI/AAAAAAAAD9o/WqAhzo3G6XA/s1600/PA030128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9s64mkZEr4/TyqZXHtfSXI/AAAAAAAAD9o/WqAhzo3G6XA/s200/PA030128.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NC54pTyTzG8/TyqZcc_iIeI/AAAAAAAAD9w/LW5fYkLiZ90/s1600/PB080024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NC54pTyTzG8/TyqZcc_iIeI/AAAAAAAAD9w/LW5fYkLiZ90/s200/PB080024.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They also went to tons of bday parties this fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGfO2uZlIlg/TyqZ1Ie9YxI/AAAAAAAAD94/bYJcAPZesVk/s1600/P9250036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGfO2uZlIlg/TyqZ1Ie9YxI/AAAAAAAAD94/bYJcAPZesVk/s200/P9250036.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First time at a bounce house playroom bday party!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_4hsmLG1AE/TyqaZe6itPI/AAAAAAAAD-A/SqvkjR4Nusk/s1600/PA220240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_4hsmLG1AE/TyqaZe6itPI/AAAAAAAAD-A/SqvkjR4Nusk/s200/PA220240.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beating up a Pinata at her bestie's Halloween Themed party&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ugqtmREsFqw/TyqaiiapqVI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/DjPrU5o_etc/s1600/PA230252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ugqtmREsFqw/TyqaiiapqVI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/DjPrU5o_etc/s200/PA230252.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kyq-gQsMuOk/Tyqamjrb5yI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/r21ZQR5vMa8/s1600/PA230253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kyq-gQsMuOk/Tyqamjrb5yI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/r21ZQR5vMa8/s200/PA230253.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out at their cousin's bday party&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCeNoNphY18/TyqbnjBbSoI/AAAAAAAAD-g/MEZm2Xeg94k/s1600/PA250265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCeNoNphY18/TyqbnjBbSoI/AAAAAAAAD-g/MEZm2Xeg94k/s200/PA250265.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were Jesse and Woody from Toy Story&lt;br /&gt;All homemade costumes - I am so proud!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QiyzygUuzcY/TyqbtJd1utI/AAAAAAAAD-o/RX4sHp89wSI/s1600/PA310360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QiyzygUuzcY/TyqbtJd1utI/AAAAAAAAD-o/RX4sHp89wSI/s200/PA310360.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Philip had class that evening so we went Trick or Treating with some friends.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WddM7xvYg0A/Tyqbwg3-PKI/AAAAAAAAD-w/YeCk66j1da0/s1600/PA310363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WddM7xvYg0A/Tyqbwg3-PKI/AAAAAAAAD-w/YeCk66j1da0/s200/PA310363.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cute!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Visiting Tio Norm at the Fire Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother in law, who is a firefighter, moved to the station right next to our house so we decided to visit one day when they weren't busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-241ZZkpxvPM/Tyqd25lINTI/AAAAAAAAD-4/QQ_0Ap8Bvm0/s1600/PB150117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-241ZZkpxvPM/Tyqd25lINTI/AAAAAAAAD-4/QQ_0Ap8Bvm0/s200/PB150117.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tgHF7XklS8/Tyqd8cFuPMI/AAAAAAAAD_A/iJVjJdaIDcc/s1600/PB150123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tgHF7XklS8/Tyqd8cFuPMI/AAAAAAAAD_A/iJVjJdaIDcc/s200/PB150123.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHYhwY6qWOc/TyqeBE1sloI/AAAAAAAAD_I/P78oIitO6Zs/s1600/PB150124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHYhwY6qWOc/TyqeBE1sloI/AAAAAAAAD_I/P78oIitO6Zs/s200/PB150124.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-he3ITX5Dqb4/TyqeFJAuCEI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/XNb72H1K0GU/s1600/PB150129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-he3ITX5Dqb4/TyqeFJAuCEI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/XNb72H1K0GU/s200/PB150129.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HWDdjmvazFU/TyqeIFIUVmI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/XqdnGIz_FG4/s1600/PB150131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HWDdjmvazFU/TyqeIFIUVmI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/XqdnGIz_FG4/s200/PB150131.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all our "big" stuff, stay tuned for more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-4285065995679498705?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/4285065995679498705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=4285065995679498705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4285065995679498705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4285065995679498705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2012/02/fall-recap-big-stuff.html' title='Fall Recap - Big Stuff'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0whTCFvsA8/TxrK5lBhG8I/AAAAAAAAD34/d_OyS_lrpuM/s72-c/P9100050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2134696822584967280</id><published>2011-11-29T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:14:22.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the dogs save the day!</title><content type='html'>See this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3BqfIGUXQQ/TtVLBpVC4DI/AAAAAAAADyA/9VPqy6yh_eo/s1600/PB290192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3BqfIGUXQQ/TtVLBpVC4DI/AAAAAAAADyA/9VPqy6yh_eo/s320/PB290192.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is a clean floor.&amp;nbsp; A clean floor!&amp;nbsp; What's the big deal, you ask?&amp;nbsp; The big deal is that I have a 3 year old and a 2 year old and THIS does not exist in my universe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today the dogs ate one of their toys and they were pretty upset.&amp;nbsp; I warned them that the dogs love eating toys and that if they leave them out, that's what will happen.&amp;nbsp; So of course before nap time they picked up each and every single toy off the floor to make sure that the dogs wouldn't eat them while they were napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dogs for actually being useful for once!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2134696822584967280?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2134696822584967280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2134696822584967280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2134696822584967280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2134696822584967280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-dogs-save-day.html' title='And the dogs save the day!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3BqfIGUXQQ/TtVLBpVC4DI/AAAAAAAADyA/9VPqy6yh_eo/s72-c/PB290192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8956182323636723829</id><published>2011-10-19T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T06:35:22.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dejavu</title><content type='html'>A couple of years ago my then 1yr old daughter used to have THE. WORST. TANTRUMS.&amp;nbsp; Like so bad that she would make herself throw up.&amp;nbsp; I shudder to remember those days and am SO glad that Rafael has not hit that level of extreme tantruming (and knock on wood never will).&amp;nbsp; Maybe partly because I was a new mom with Michaela and would never dream of diffusing a tantrum with bribery, whereas now that's the first resort with Rafael!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Michaela.&amp;nbsp; Tantrums.&amp;nbsp; They always used to happen when there was a change in routine, however slight.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I told her we were going home but forgot I needed something from the grocery store and so she would FLIP out.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe I forgot to give her a 10 minute warning at playgroup and tried to just leave.&amp;nbsp; Whatever it was, it made her very unhappy.&amp;nbsp; Well the last few days these wonderful things seem to be re-emerging.&amp;nbsp; At almost 4!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday when we went to the Dollar Store and there were no carts left.&amp;nbsp; She was pissed and threw herself on the ground screaming "I want a cart!"&amp;nbsp; No amount of hissing that she was too old to act that way, or there's no carts left, or cut it out this second or so help me I will give you something to cry about's helped in the slightest.&amp;nbsp; Rafael is still too easily distracted to walk in a parking lot so I ended up having to hold him in one arm while I literally dragged Michaela out the door and back to our car with the other arm.&amp;nbsp; I drove straight home in a rage and put her in quiet time/nap time without any lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I can't stay angry at her for long because she always apologizes so quickly!&amp;nbsp; I heard her knocking on her little door and she told me that she was sorry that she yelled at me and that what she did was not very nice.&amp;nbsp; Sigh.&amp;nbsp; How could I stay mad after that?&amp;nbsp; Of course, I'm sure she's playing me just to get her sentence reduced.&amp;nbsp; Don't laugh, yes a 3 1/2yr old is perfectly capable of being that conniving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping she's off her game because she's been sick (possible allergies), because if she reverts back to that stage right now, I am just not going to make it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8956182323636723829?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8956182323636723829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8956182323636723829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8956182323636723829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8956182323636723829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/10/dejavu.html' title='Dejavu'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-5492902333850512625</id><published>2011-10-19T06:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T06:23:33.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrogen</title><content type='html'>So...the baby's a girl!&amp;nbsp; We think.&amp;nbsp; Because for insurance purposes we had to use the crappy in-office ultrasound machine instead of the nice fancy 3D one that people usually get.&amp;nbsp; But seriously, I don't know what poor Rafael is going to do with even MORE estrogen in this house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JQr_dj5J0Q/Tp7PSjeoaFI/AAAAAAAADj0/Kj8YoVQwinc/s1600/PA060132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JQr_dj5J0Q/Tp7PSjeoaFI/AAAAAAAADj0/Kj8YoVQwinc/s320/PA060132.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-5492902333850512625?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/5492902333850512625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=5492902333850512625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5492902333850512625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5492902333850512625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/10/estrogen.html' title='Estrogen'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JQr_dj5J0Q/Tp7PSjeoaFI/AAAAAAAADj0/Kj8YoVQwinc/s72-c/PA060132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1501592092072136711</id><published>2011-09-19T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T15:31:19.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Other than the post about my brother-in-law's wedding, I took a break off from blogging this summer.&amp;nbsp; So what have we been up to?&amp;nbsp; Not much!&amp;nbsp; We took the summer pretty easy.&amp;nbsp; In case you didn't notice the new ticker at the top of the blog, we're expecting our third baby!&amp;nbsp; It's due Feb. 15th and we will have our ultrasound to find out the gender on October 5th!&amp;nbsp; Philip is back at work and taking his PhD classes, and I've started up home &lt;a href="http://homeschooloftheblogosphere.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tot School and Preschool&lt;/a&gt; with the kiddos again.&amp;nbsp; Here's an update on the kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michaela:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's a big girl!&amp;nbsp; She does NOT stop talking and is constantly asking "why".&amp;nbsp; It was cute at first.&amp;nbsp; Not so much after the 50th billionth time....in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She's an absolute love.&amp;nbsp; She constantly tells me that she loves me and asks for "mouth kisses".&amp;nbsp; At bedtime earlier this year I taught her about "butterfly" and "eskimo" kisses (eyelash and nose) and ever since then, she must have kisses all over her face every night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;She seems to have (mostly) gotten her temper under control.&amp;nbsp; She still has occasional bouts, but gone are the days of the kicking screaming tantrum.&amp;nbsp; Mostly when she gets in trouble it's because she talks back to me or tells me no.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately she is really quick to apologize after a quick trip to time out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is obsessed with ballet.&amp;nbsp; Like, OBSESSED.&amp;nbsp; It all started when she fell in love with Angelina Ballerina.&amp;nbsp; She started ballet at the local community center a couple weeks ago and loves it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeYJl6GwvNk/Tne8w5SkefI/AAAAAAAADbI/qyW_E3wxe5I/s1600/P9170124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeYJl6GwvNk/Tne8w5SkefI/AAAAAAAADbI/qyW_E3wxe5I/s320/P9170124.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doing a Butterfly Dance in Ballet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Her best friend is my good friend Jen's little girl Sierra.&amp;nbsp; Every time she sees her she runs to her and gives her a HUGE hug.&amp;nbsp; They're in ballet together too, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9pyZYkaT7CU/TnfAnMXGNAI/AAAAAAAADbQ/uWFEM6aRxtM/s1600/P5260303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9pyZYkaT7CU/TnfAnMXGNAI/AAAAAAAADbQ/uWFEM6aRxtM/s320/P5260303.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best friends!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;She loves her little brother.&amp;nbsp; She won't let me get him out of his pack n play in the morning without her.&amp;nbsp; She has to be the first to say good morning and give him hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She also gets super annoyed with her little brother.&amp;nbsp; Most days are split between them being overly lovey together, and them fighting like cats and dogs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;She has requested that the new baby be a sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rafael:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a joker!&amp;nbsp; He loooooves to hear his sister laugh so he has started going out of his way to make her laugh.&amp;nbsp; His favorite methods of joking around are&amp;nbsp;hitting himself in the head or putting his fingers in his mouth to make a silly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's almost 2.&amp;nbsp; Mommies, you know what this means.&amp;nbsp; TANTRUMS!&amp;nbsp; It's his way or the highway.&amp;nbsp; Not fun, but all in all, less intense that Michaela was at this age.&amp;nbsp; At least he hasn't &lt;a href="http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-my-god-when-will-tantrums-stop.html"&gt;made himself throw up yet&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;He is a boy.&amp;nbsp; As in he loves making messes, playing with rucks, making noises for everything, going a billion miles a minute.&amp;nbsp; You know, all the stereotypical boy traits.&amp;nbsp; But....he's also a little brother to a big sister.&amp;nbsp; Which means he loves wearing tutu's, playing with barbies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t92LZ6jRihw/Tne9fhUpDcI/AAAAAAAADbM/LLV7xsbdKDI/s1600/P9050003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t92LZ6jRihw/Tne9fhUpDcI/AAAAAAAADbM/LLV7xsbdKDI/s320/P9050003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having a Tea Party with his Curious George&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was worried for a short time because he still wasn't talking about a month ago, but ever since we started doing Tot School, his language has exploded!&amp;nbsp; He went from having less than 10 words a couple of weeks ago to over 30 at this point!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;He's a love too.&amp;nbsp; He loves to cuddle with mama (except when he's trying to play) and is constantly giving his sister kisses.&amp;nbsp; On a side note, he calls her "mama" too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has a best friend too.&amp;nbsp; Sierra's little sister Chloe.&amp;nbsp; They fight sometimes too, but since Jen and I have already pre-arranged their marriage, it's totally expected.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;He is insanely mischievous.&amp;nbsp; He knows this and has developed a ridiculously adorable smile when he's either about to or in the middle of doing something he knows he's not supposed to do.&amp;nbsp; It's really hard to get mad at him when he smiles like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kaxr7zMAXUY/TnfBDxenN-I/AAAAAAAADbU/b7v_vxKknGk/s1600/P6010074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kaxr7zMAXUY/TnfBDxenN-I/AAAAAAAADbU/b7v_vxKknGk/s320/P6010074.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's that smile!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1501592092072136711?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1501592092072136711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1501592092072136711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1501592092072136711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1501592092072136711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeYJl6GwvNk/Tne8w5SkefI/AAAAAAAADbI/qyW_E3wxe5I/s72-c/P9170124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-9151932542374151117</id><published>2011-09-19T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:03:50.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Summer Photos</title><content type='html'>Recap of our summer in photo form. *Warning!&amp;nbsp; Super long!* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdpd_yEW3T8/TnfEHQlfGII/AAAAAAAADbY/7VOKzkJIvtQ/s1600/P7040295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdpd_yEW3T8/TnfEHQlfGII/AAAAAAAADbY/7VOKzkJIvtQ/s320/P7040295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kssZaLSuhrU/TnfEK7Br0kI/AAAAAAAADbc/HIOhLqN6eKw/s1600/P7040298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kssZaLSuhrU/TnfEK7Br0kI/AAAAAAAADbc/HIOhLqN6eKw/s320/P7040298.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my sister&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bF9qQvO2gW4/TnfEONr82nI/AAAAAAAADbg/Ia_pvahYORI/s1600/P7040301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bF9qQvO2gW4/TnfEONr82nI/AAAAAAAADbg/Ia_pvahYORI/s320/P7040301.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---J6SgHA6bo/TnfERLJnqgI/AAAAAAAADbk/q1o_CBtssTY/s1600/P7040311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---J6SgHA6bo/TnfERLJnqgI/AAAAAAAADbk/q1o_CBtssTY/s320/P7040311.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Camping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q8y53nCkFRg/TnfE4cP3kmI/AAAAAAAADbo/tgaD8CL8fCE/s1600/P7230009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q8y53nCkFRg/TnfE4cP3kmI/AAAAAAAADbo/tgaD8CL8fCE/s320/P7230009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Petting deer at the deer farm near our campsite&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EfS3q6HDkZo/TnfE-ASdu1I/AAAAAAAADbs/LSiVIcDOloQ/s1600/P7230012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EfS3q6HDkZo/TnfE-ASdu1I/AAAAAAAADbs/LSiVIcDOloQ/s320/P7230012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cezeCDd2lNQ/TnfFB9eMd1I/AAAAAAAADbw/WFwCOoO2AeU/s1600/P7230031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cezeCDd2lNQ/TnfFB9eMd1I/AAAAAAAADbw/WFwCOoO2AeU/s320/P7230031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smores!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9fm1yS52Lqc/TnfFPOdqFMI/AAAAAAAADb0/CzoMMdQ_few/s1600/P7240052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9fm1yS52Lqc/TnfFPOdqFMI/AAAAAAAADb0/CzoMMdQ_few/s320/P7240052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lN0uFhspr-0/TnfFSprJVgI/AAAAAAAADb4/npJGjQBskAQ/s1600/P7250087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lN0uFhspr-0/TnfFSprJVgI/AAAAAAAADb4/npJGjQBskAQ/s320/P7250087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us and The Packhams - our friends that we cabin camped with&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Galloping Grace Ranch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vY97xf9kaNg/TnfPbpYk3aI/AAAAAAAADdE/UmHe5zoz6SM/s1600/P6040117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vY97xf9kaNg/TnfPbpYk3aI/AAAAAAAADdE/UmHe5zoz6SM/s320/P6040117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michaela got to ride a horse through a free program near our house&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SDE27e5sLMA/TnfPexo7oSI/AAAAAAAADdI/TpTvWMkjsKQ/s1600/P6040121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SDE27e5sLMA/TnfPexo7oSI/AAAAAAAADdI/TpTvWMkjsKQ/s320/P6040121.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In return she had to help around the ranch, like grooming horses...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6lXhQzmjpGk/TnfPiagvXdI/AAAAAAAADdM/NcKKUsvlqEI/s1600/P6040124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6lXhQzmjpGk/TnfPiagvXdI/AAAAAAAADdM/NcKKUsvlqEI/s320/P6040124.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and scooping poo!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Michaela's Little Safari Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cREeskM0T9U/TnfNQd-TrRI/AAAAAAAADcA/UsRoThZMRZs/s1600/P7290090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cREeskM0T9U/TnfNQd-TrRI/AAAAAAAADcA/UsRoThZMRZs/s320/P7290090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michaela took a Little Safari class this summer and learned all about nature, bugs, etc.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pX-0tS4_gsY/TnfNTQI3KNI/AAAAAAAADcE/blP86O_ZVOo/s1600/P7290091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pX-0tS4_gsY/TnfNTQI3KNI/AAAAAAAADcE/blP86O_ZVOo/s320/P7290091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was her end-of-class field trip to the Rio Grande Nature Center&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aSgRccC_I5k/TnfNX7I-jzI/AAAAAAAADcI/2CHu-gTsEFo/s1600/P7290098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aSgRccC_I5k/TnfNX7I-jzI/AAAAAAAADcI/2CHu-gTsEFo/s320/P7290098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEX4E5A_S5s/TnfNbPZVprI/AAAAAAAADcM/X7cJGtBalhg/s1600/P7290100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEX4E5A_S5s/TnfNbPZVprI/AAAAAAAADcM/X7cJGtBalhg/s320/P7290100.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and brother tagged along&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7EMRMm7MMAQ/TnfNh1ToHiI/AAAAAAAADcQ/fOUiiARMIXM/s1600/P7290106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7EMRMm7MMAQ/TnfNh1ToHiI/AAAAAAAADcQ/fOUiiARMIXM/s320/P7290106.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLHgzqAVYg4/TnfNlBMDSmI/AAAAAAAADcU/LWPrW8mAwqU/s1600/P7290107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLHgzqAVYg4/TnfNlBMDSmI/AAAAAAAADcU/LWPrW8mAwqU/s320/P7290107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Relay for Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JtkEQaRVKM/TnfSwK5nwwI/AAAAAAAADdc/Ob39iX2OIGY/s1600/P6170155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JtkEQaRVKM/TnfSwK5nwwI/AAAAAAAADdc/Ob39iX2OIGY/s320/P6170155.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sisters and I had a Relay for Life team in honor of our Aunt Donna and in memory of my mom and father in law&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DcxM24Qq6PY/TnfS0ZsmWeI/AAAAAAAADdg/GIrfnrIGExA/s1600/P6170161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DcxM24Qq6PY/TnfS0ZsmWeI/AAAAAAAADdg/GIrfnrIGExA/s320/P6170161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4uVoqI1h6Kg/TnfS5t7xQMI/AAAAAAAADdk/Ug9gUM-hoXU/s1600/P6170162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4uVoqI1h6Kg/TnfS5t7xQMI/AAAAAAAADdk/Ug9gUM-hoXU/s320/P6170162.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swZ4BJqKYQI/TnfTEfHNqnI/AAAAAAAADdo/3lVa0fDUoaw/s1600/P6170164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swZ4BJqKYQI/TnfTEfHNqnI/AAAAAAAADdo/3lVa0fDUoaw/s320/P6170164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9yakuDn5RU/TnfTHFw1btI/AAAAAAAADds/O95UWz595Kg/s1600/P6170165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9yakuDn5RU/TnfTHFw1btI/AAAAAAAADds/O95UWz595Kg/s320/P6170165.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDWZsiGu2P0/TnfTKCSPDNI/AAAAAAAADdw/svecwIu54jc/s1600/P6170166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDWZsiGu2P0/TnfTKCSPDNI/AAAAAAAADdw/svecwIu54jc/s320/P6170166.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;MOMS Club Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u04-vtFpNsI/TnfODOBbIUI/AAAAAAAADcY/4YpSNhVrAGc/s1600/P6020083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u04-vtFpNsI/TnfODOBbIUI/AAAAAAAADcY/4YpSNhVrAGc/s320/P6020083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Water playdate at my house&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8mwZ_pliBI/TnfOGss0F1I/AAAAAAAADcc/_nd8l6xD7Qc/s1600/P6020084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8mwZ_pliBI/TnfOGss0F1I/AAAAAAAADcc/_nd8l6xD7Qc/s320/P6020084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPtBEW0JlEw/TnfOKbvjojI/AAAAAAAADcg/2IX6e7ZDq7k/s1600/P6020094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPtBEW0JlEw/TnfOKbvjojI/AAAAAAAADcg/2IX6e7ZDq7k/s320/P6020094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VehIc2Cm29Y/TnfOaPwbHMI/AAAAAAAADck/4jM1p9KUWWQ/s1600/P7070335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VehIc2Cm29Y/TnfOaPwbHMI/AAAAAAAADck/4jM1p9KUWWQ/s320/P7070335.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing with sidewalk chalk in my driveway&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-So5zluvO9oE/TnfOd50kTuI/AAAAAAAADco/U_OdzJC6bW8/s1600/P7070338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-So5zluvO9oE/TnfOd50kTuI/AAAAAAAADco/U_OdzJC6bW8/s320/P7070338.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRf_YoI9GiM/TnfOuPOwFDI/AAAAAAAADcs/LauBBA76aQQ/s1600/P8040133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRf_YoI9GiM/TnfOuPOwFDI/AAAAAAAADcs/LauBBA76aQQ/s320/P8040133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michaela and Rafael chillin' with their besties&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hzd8x8R1b_Y/TnfOyFyECcI/AAAAAAAADcw/gwvNXqnsYZ0/s1600/P8050145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hzd8x8R1b_Y/TnfOyFyECcI/AAAAAAAADcw/gwvNXqnsYZ0/s320/P8050145.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Messy playdate at my house&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ISP5m6ZE8UM/TnfO1QzA65I/AAAAAAAADc0/6BGQOceVK_0/s1600/P8050149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ISP5m6ZE8UM/TnfO1QzA65I/AAAAAAAADc0/6BGQOceVK_0/s320/P8050149.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NpiADemrZ8A/TnfO-kVggcI/AAAAAAAADc4/fpmN1H2PwQg/s1600/P8220230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NpiADemrZ8A/TnfO-kVggcI/AAAAAAAADc4/fpmN1H2PwQg/s320/P8220230.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to the zoo with some of our mommy friends&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--h_1EhHGQ3M/TnfPBko5DtI/AAAAAAAADc8/WOeedz7xofY/s1600/P8220233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--h_1EhHGQ3M/TnfPBko5DtI/AAAAAAAADc8/WOeedz7xofY/s320/P8220233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApmxjVHTnx0/TnfPFbdJajI/AAAAAAAADdA/snZu51blq2Y/s1600/P8220234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApmxjVHTnx0/TnfPFbdJajI/AAAAAAAADdA/snZu51blq2Y/s320/P8220234.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fun with Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BPpbkOmWT-c/TnfP8C3DIxI/AAAAAAAADdQ/sjjaR4AkkSI/s1600/P6010082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BPpbkOmWT-c/TnfP8C3DIxI/AAAAAAAADdQ/sjjaR4AkkSI/s320/P6010082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin night!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JO2xN6_NNbk/TnfQA-TMxOI/AAAAAAAADdU/GJOZCs33TxQ/s1600/P8020121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JO2xN6_NNbk/TnfQA-TMxOI/AAAAAAAADdU/GJOZCs33TxQ/s320/P8020121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pool day with her friend Ariela!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwKjwjW1lHg/TnfQD7ElL9I/AAAAAAAADdY/LjjCrfM5C3I/s1600/P8020126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwKjwjW1lHg/TnfQD7ElL9I/AAAAAAAADdY/LjjCrfM5C3I/s320/P8020126.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chillin' with Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j-6NUREX0JM/TnfUA73otYI/AAAAAAAADd0/2ySrKsCG93c/s1600/P6290290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j-6NUREX0JM/TnfUA73otYI/AAAAAAAADd0/2ySrKsCG93c/s320/P6290290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDF8QvmZH4Q/TnfUOy3LbZI/AAAAAAAADd4/e5OMQS01FVY/s1600/P7080341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDF8QvmZH4Q/TnfUOy3LbZI/AAAAAAAADd4/e5OMQS01FVY/s320/P7080341.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teaching them how to use a spirograph&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HIZIbacAFPo/TnfUhsFXalI/AAAAAAAADd8/T1bWNmpdj8U/s1600/P8080156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HIZIbacAFPo/TnfUhsFXalI/AAAAAAAADd8/T1bWNmpdj8U/s320/P8080156.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Planting a plant&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71-qz0jq5LI/TnfUlyFumSI/AAAAAAAADeA/7KuqFnF3Cl0/s1600/P8090158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71-qz0jq5LI/TnfUlyFumSI/AAAAAAAADeA/7KuqFnF3Cl0/s320/P8090158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L6VPWUO_zTA/TnfU3cADIWI/AAAAAAAADeE/S9Rewp-UhAk/s1600/P8230237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L6VPWUO_zTA/TnfU3cADIWI/AAAAAAAADeE/S9Rewp-UhAk/s320/P8230237.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy showing a frog he found&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Misc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUgF3T3hY9g/TnfVp3D1qFI/AAAAAAAADeI/nTL-FH37Y4Y/s1600/P6150146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUgF3T3hY9g/TnfVp3D1qFI/AAAAAAAADeI/nTL-FH37Y4Y/s320/P6150146.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating breakfast together - Rafael doesn't use a high chair anymore!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHLiUYXks/TnfVwjxF3SI/AAAAAAAADeM/044UttSu0U4/s1600/P7050319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHLiUYXks/TnfVwjxF3SI/AAAAAAAADeM/044UttSu0U4/s320/P7050319.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Relaxing and playing with the ipad together&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvFDVLTsVUg/TnfWEeGJAzI/AAAAAAAADeQ/5c_cN7HiW2s/s1600/P8130197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvFDVLTsVUg/TnfWEeGJAzI/AAAAAAAADeQ/5c_cN7HiW2s/s320/P8130197.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting Elmo at a local play area&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIeGTwKzoSQ/TnfWJrE7HwI/AAAAAAAADeU/5GRwoYbED2w/s1600/P8190218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIeGTwKzoSQ/TnfWJrE7HwI/AAAAAAAADeU/5GRwoYbED2w/s320/P8190218.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of her creative summer outfits - chosen by herself of course&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y1uolDni2lw/TnfWNVU5o7I/AAAAAAAADeY/VKgMw7Dgcmw/s1600/P8190220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y1uolDni2lw/TnfWNVU5o7I/AAAAAAAADeY/VKgMw7Dgcmw/s320/P8190220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We attempted to put them in the same room.&amp;nbsp; It didn't work - we'll try again this Christmas!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-9151932542374151117?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/9151932542374151117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=9151932542374151117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/9151932542374151117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/9151932542374151117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/09/summer-photos.html' title='Summer Photos'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdpd_yEW3T8/TnfEHQlfGII/AAAAAAAADbY/7VOKzkJIvtQ/s72-c/P7040295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-881130706796236849</id><published>2011-06-29T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T07:36:51.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Weekend</title><content type='html'>My hubby's brother got married this past weekend so we packed the kids up and flew to Minneapolis/St. Paul for the weekend.&amp;nbsp; I know, I know, I swore after our &lt;a href="http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/06/chicago-trip-part-3.html"&gt;last trip&lt;/a&gt; that we would never fly with children again, but it was important for us to be there and a 4 day road trip was out of the question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, it was a JAM PACKED weekend.&amp;nbsp; Here are the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Left for airport at 4am.&amp;nbsp; 1st flight went well - Rafael fell asleep, Michaela played with ipad (sweet glorious ipad!) and our flight was right on time.&amp;nbsp; And then we landed.&amp;nbsp; Our layover in Chicago was BARELY long enough for us to run from one terminal to the other but we made our flight just fine.&amp;nbsp; 2nd flight was better than expected as well, especially since Philip's mom and brother connected on that flight as well so Michaela was able to chat with her Grandma a bit.&amp;nbsp; We got our rental, ran some errands, checked into our hotel, and spent the evening at the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - We spent ALL DAY at the wedding.&amp;nbsp; We had to be at the church by 10am for pictures (both Philip and Michaela were in the bridal party), then we ate lunch there before the wedding at 2pm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ms-6ftiQObA/TgsxlDXXe9I/AAAAAAAADTo/P9aM4bNKwXE/s1600/P6250185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ms-6ftiQObA/TgsxlDXXe9I/AAAAAAAADTo/P9aM4bNKwXE/s320/P6250185.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a cute little Flower Girl!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IYqqK7AiL4o/TgsxvuPSNmI/AAAAAAAADTw/7nRMRVOg_4M/s1600/P6250191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IYqqK7AiL4o/TgsxvuPSNmI/AAAAAAAADTw/7nRMRVOg_4M/s320/P6250191.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRZp1pnKmpc/TgsxwRpIeJI/AAAAAAAADT4/R4nVay89ls4/s1600/P6250192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRZp1pnKmpc/TgsxwRpIeJI/AAAAAAAADT4/R4nVay89ls4/s320/P6250192.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our attempt at a family photo.&amp;nbsp; Notice that I'm the only one looking at the camera. :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Michaela is not super photogenic, let me tell you that.&amp;nbsp; Getting her to smile for the photographer was like pulling teeth.&amp;nbsp; I had to bribe her with endless rounds of snacks and candy to even get her to sit still!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0gYTFHmD1K8/Tgsx9XjLR5I/AAAAAAAADUA/e2F3dP96ozY/s1600/P6250199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0gYTFHmD1K8/Tgsx9XjLR5I/AAAAAAAADUA/e2F3dP96ozY/s320/P6250199.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the bride and other flower girls.&amp;nbsp; Notice she's not smiling even a tiny bit!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really long time for the little ones to be hanging out but thankfully they had a very well stocked nursery/playroom for the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN-58XeV5jw/Tgsxkm1BdVI/AAAAAAAADTk/tHIBllCHYRE/s1600/P6250187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN-58XeV5jw/Tgsxkm1BdVI/AAAAAAAADTk/tHIBllCHYRE/s320/P6250187.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8QW9HMkH_eY/TgsxwXU1l2I/AAAAAAAADT0/MRCOs_4jQG0/s1600/P6250197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8QW9HMkH_eY/TgsxwXU1l2I/AAAAAAAADT0/MRCOs_4jQG0/s320/P6250197.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bribe snack time!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjRYk0XZK4Q/Tgsx6qpl-RI/AAAAAAAADT8/bdQERvlmNCY/s1600/P6250202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjRYk0XZK4Q/Tgsx6qpl-RI/AAAAAAAADT8/bdQERvlmNCY/s320/P6250202.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking a break from her fancy dress after lunch.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The wedding was beautiful and the bride and groom looked SO happy!&amp;nbsp; Michaela did a great job walking down the aisle by herself and throwing petals and as soon as the ceremony started she promptly fell asleep in the lap of my new sister-in-law's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yE0al9Zrmw/Tgsx-29Bn_I/AAAAAAAADUE/MgbrXy9q3Yw/s1600/P6250203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yE0al9Zrmw/Tgsx-29Bn_I/AAAAAAAADUE/MgbrXy9q3Yw/s320/P6250203.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECKzxqT2mhE/TgsyGBTUmpI/AAAAAAAADUM/FcAjPOY-m5I/s1600/P6250205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECKzxqT2mhE/TgsyGBTUmpI/AAAAAAAADUM/FcAjPOY-m5I/s320/P6250205.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception was wonderful too.&amp;nbsp; The food was delicious and the kids had a blast dancing the night away.&amp;nbsp; The only bad part was that my contacts decided they had had enough and I had to throw them away.&amp;nbsp; (Meaning I was blind for most of the evening!).&amp;nbsp; The kids slept like rocks that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQ0jJtPrapM/TgsyFzQztmI/AAAAAAAADUI/dRZdtqncYP4/s1600/P6250207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQ0jJtPrapM/TgsyFzQztmI/AAAAAAAADUI/dRZdtqncYP4/s320/P6250207.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVNxigtSuJw/TgsyLXvPc1I/AAAAAAAADUQ/JoB6y32OTdU/s1600/P6250209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVNxigtSuJw/TgsyLXvPc1I/AAAAAAAADUQ/JoB6y32OTdU/s320/P6250209.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyWPiA4UiaQ/TgsyQNNEs7I/AAAAAAAADUU/Fui_2naYos8/s1600/P6250211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyWPiA4UiaQ/TgsyQNNEs7I/AAAAAAAADUU/Fui_2naYos8/s320/P6250211.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michaela dancing with her daddy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1c0-cYRlVQ/TgsyQ0Vg09I/AAAAAAAADUY/tEBEVBjGexA/s1600/P6250216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1c0-cYRlVQ/TgsyQ0Vg09I/AAAAAAAADUY/tEBEVBjGexA/s320/P6250216.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And dancing with her Grandma&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDhL9xZyAQU/TgsyXvJ1njI/AAAAAAAADUc/5BhH-xR3Kmo/s1600/P6250220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDhL9xZyAQU/TgsyXvJ1njI/AAAAAAAADUc/5BhH-xR3Kmo/s320/P6250220.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FS6l2QbRuys/Tgsyn2H_zNI/AAAAAAAADUw/FrbrsQRO3oo/s1600/P6250245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FS6l2QbRuys/Tgsyn2H_zNI/AAAAAAAADUw/FrbrsQRO3oo/s320/P6250245.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bride and Groom, Philip's brother Peter, and mom Que.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsgotYrW3og/TgsyibzZGcI/AAAAAAAADUs/YNsTnbQ-mH0/s1600/P6250231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsgotYrW3og/TgsyibzZGcI/AAAAAAAADUs/YNsTnbQ-mH0/s320/P6250231.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rafael's getting down on the dance floor with his cousin and sister.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - We got up early to go to Mass, and then spent the rest of the day at the bride's parents house as the bride and groom opened presents and the family all hung out.&amp;nbsp; We put the kids down for a nap at one point, and had a very relaxing, very nice day.&amp;nbsp; By the time we got back to the hotel that evening, we were all exhausted from our long weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - We woke up, ate breakfast, and took a leisurely stroll around the lake that was across the street from our hotel before checking out.&amp;nbsp; We took the kids to the Minnesota Children's Museum in St. Paul to tire them out for our flights that evening.&amp;nbsp; They had so much fun!&amp;nbsp; This was easily the best Children's Museum we've been to so far!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yt8Ru4f4Zwk/TgsysoXXsJI/AAAAAAAADU0/NNiLW-k-6YA/s1600/P6270249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yt8Ru4f4Zwk/TgsysoXXsJI/AAAAAAAADU0/NNiLW-k-6YA/s320/P6270249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bqs3_nMDY2E/Tgsy29_r8kI/AAAAAAAADVA/kJMqKN-mqMM/s1600/P6270252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bqs3_nMDY2E/Tgsy29_r8kI/AAAAAAAADVA/kJMqKN-mqMM/s320/P6270252.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kAtFY4DZnag/Tgsy4VFTMnI/AAAAAAAADVE/rDZzadcWYlY/s1600/P6270256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kAtFY4DZnag/Tgsy4VFTMnI/AAAAAAAADVE/rDZzadcWYlY/s320/P6270256.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv2unJOD0_I/Tgsy8-7kiSI/AAAAAAAADVI/1fJSxE0hQSs/s1600/P6270257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv2unJOD0_I/Tgsy8-7kiSI/AAAAAAAADVI/1fJSxE0hQSs/s320/P6270257.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw1Vf3Hwc4g/TgszEOSbflI/AAAAAAAADVQ/surzEC4RCxE/s1600/P6270264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw1Vf3Hwc4g/TgszEOSbflI/AAAAAAAADVQ/surzEC4RCxE/s320/P6270264.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AYjxF_ymZ3Q/TgszFssqEgI/AAAAAAAADVU/HaZdxr7sX2U/s1600/P6270270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AYjxF_ymZ3Q/TgszFssqEgI/AAAAAAAADVU/HaZdxr7sX2U/s320/P6270270.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way back to the airport (after I had a tiny fender bender with the rental car.&amp;nbsp; Ooops!) and caught our 7pm flight.&amp;nbsp; This flight was a little bit harder since it was late and the kids were so exhausted, but still SOOOOO much better than the ones last year!&amp;nbsp; We didn't get in until midnight and promptly fell asleep the second we got home.&amp;nbsp; It was a great weekend, but man, I need a bit of recovery time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-881130706796236849?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/881130706796236849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=881130706796236849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/881130706796236849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/881130706796236849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/06/wedding-weekend.html' title='Wedding Weekend'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ms-6ftiQObA/TgsxlDXXe9I/AAAAAAAADTo/P9aM4bNKwXE/s72-c/P6250185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-9115240618418010852</id><published>2011-05-31T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:40:44.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born Free!</title><content type='html'>I was getting her bath ready for her when I turned around and she was gone!&amp;nbsp; This is how I found her, butt naked with a tutu and "pretty shoes" on.&amp;nbsp; Crazy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7MJ6ZmZr-Q/TeVgSGV1ftI/AAAAAAAADSQ/XZWN00EWmMc/s1600/P5220294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7MJ6ZmZr-Q/TeVgSGV1ftI/AAAAAAAADSQ/XZWN00EWmMc/s320/P5220294.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-9115240618418010852?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/9115240618418010852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=9115240618418010852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/9115240618418010852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/9115240618418010852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/05/born-free.html' title='Born Free!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7MJ6ZmZr-Q/TeVgSGV1ftI/AAAAAAAADSQ/XZWN00EWmMc/s72-c/P5220294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1190798441851140330</id><published>2011-05-31T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:36:37.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>Our amazing &lt;a href="http://www.lucerophotography.net/"&gt;family photographer&lt;/a&gt; took another great set of photos for us this year!&amp;nbsp; I love that she takes them outside and that we can take natural poses while the kids are roaming free instead of being stuck inside a studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dWT_xWEprog/TeVUMoMQC1I/AAAAAAAADRY/vUOA5RI_m84/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dWT_xWEprog/TeVUMoMQC1I/AAAAAAAADRY/vUOA5RI_m84/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhSCncqVDqA/TeVawBy9nLI/AAAAAAAADRk/NPVSbSAjEeQ/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhSCncqVDqA/TeVawBy9nLI/AAAAAAAADRk/NPVSbSAjEeQ/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w135jX8Rbn0/TeVfQFohNUI/AAAAAAAADSM/FXDmJZiE2ak/s1600/DSC_0500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w135jX8Rbn0/TeVfQFohNUI/AAAAAAAADSM/FXDmJZiE2ak/s320/DSC_0500.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1190798441851140330?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1190798441851140330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1190798441851140330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1190798441851140330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1190798441851140330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/05/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dWT_xWEprog/TeVUMoMQC1I/AAAAAAAADRY/vUOA5RI_m84/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-7524352605322496223</id><published>2011-04-05T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T05:34:28.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Fun</title><content type='html'>One of the benefits of Philip being a teacher is that he get's Spring Break off.&amp;nbsp; Here's some of the fun stuff we did a couple of weeks ago during Spring Break.&lt;br /&gt;We had family over for&amp;nbsp;a BBQ and the kids enjoyed some cousin time in the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpHq9AiNKk8/TZsH_C7jSkI/AAAAAAAADNg/yx1gx_6xWaM/s1600/P3160018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpHq9AiNKk8/TZsH_C7jSkI/AAAAAAAADNg/yx1gx_6xWaM/s320/P3160018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still working on her trike riding skills (her legs are too short!) with the help of her Tio Norm, and her brother catching a ride.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOIghDxYp08/TZsIDKrHcpI/AAAAAAAADNk/LlpkB2WZS-g/s1600/P3160020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOIghDxYp08/TZsIDKrHcpI/AAAAAAAADNk/LlpkB2WZS-g/s320/P3160020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids decided they wanted to have a lunch picnic in our front yard one day, so we went with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbKbRHYH9YY/TZsIXlwB8vI/AAAAAAAADNo/SOp-kPtgpm0/s1600/P3170028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbKbRHYH9YY/TZsIXlwB8vI/AAAAAAAADNo/SOp-kPtgpm0/s320/P3170028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And then we went to the park across the arroyo from our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mSE1yNus2h8/TZsInAGgHsI/AAAAAAAADNs/nKR6zip2l2c/s1600/P3170032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mSE1yNus2h8/TZsInAGgHsI/AAAAAAAADNs/nKR6zip2l2c/s320/P3170032.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3dG88HLsS8/TZsIslVza4I/AAAAAAAADNw/K9uQdZeBcgk/s1600/P3170038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3dG88HLsS8/TZsIslVza4I/AAAAAAAADNw/K9uQdZeBcgk/s320/P3170038.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsJA1knkaU0/TZsIweyFoAI/AAAAAAAADN0/zYWUe_nTls0/s1600/P3170039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsJA1knkaU0/TZsIweyFoAI/AAAAAAAADN0/zYWUe_nTls0/s320/P3170039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V7HmDxrA3mU/TZsI1yVK2lI/AAAAAAAADN4/Cw9zhUFEdNc/s1600/P3170047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V7HmDxrA3mU/TZsI1yVK2lI/AAAAAAAADN4/Cw9zhUFEdNc/s320/P3170047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to the zoo with the Johnstons, some great friends of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QFw2de56ON8/TZsJ-LYOQmI/AAAAAAAADN8/wsHTD3MlmCE/s1600/P3180051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QFw2de56ON8/TZsJ-LYOQmI/AAAAAAAADN8/wsHTD3MlmCE/s320/P3180051.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UikXkNMbgIQ/TZsKDaT758I/AAAAAAAADOA/46sLp6bJDQg/s1600/P3180056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UikXkNMbgIQ/TZsKDaT758I/AAAAAAAADOA/46sLp6bJDQg/s320/P3180056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's not trash with the baby leopards - it's enrichment.&amp;nbsp; Trust me, they love it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-oQNxS8Yg4/TZsKGgkxu1I/AAAAAAAADOE/WmVdxIftGQc/s1600/P3180058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-oQNxS8Yg4/TZsKGgkxu1I/AAAAAAAADOE/WmVdxIftGQc/s320/P3180058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jri2fwwU-4w/TZsKW6XaRBI/AAAAAAAADOQ/VTYjaVf4gdo/s320/P3180069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8KUghd34qM/TZsKcdlVnEI/AAAAAAAADOU/J0v431UAc7Y/s1600/P3180070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8KUghd34qM/TZsKcdlVnEI/AAAAAAAADOU/J0v431UAc7Y/s320/P3180070.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the chimps were sleeping next to their little river, which is a vast improvement of their usual activity there - eating feces and smearing it on the windows!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aCjThpL-RrY/TZsKgTbJKfI/AAAAAAAADOY/MM9s3mKa5no/s1600/P3180071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aCjThpL-RrY/TZsKgTbJKfI/AAAAAAAADOY/MM9s3mKa5no/s320/P3180071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lNHcZZrIAvk/TZsKkLpZZpI/AAAAAAAADOc/zM2P5PrWSoU/s1600/P3180072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lNHcZZrIAvk/TZsKkLpZZpI/AAAAAAAADOc/zM2P5PrWSoU/s320/P3180072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a membership to our zoo and come probably 10-11 times a year, and yet I have never ONCE seen our giant&amp;nbsp;crocodiles before.&amp;nbsp; How did I miss this?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Bhp6dkznAw/TZsKnj67EjI/AAAAAAAADOg/cBbtrVMnmXU/s1600/P3180073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Bhp6dkznAw/TZsKnj67EjI/AAAAAAAADOg/cBbtrVMnmXU/s320/P3180073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a great time and can't wait until the summer when&amp;nbsp;Philip will be home for several months!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-7524352605322496223?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/7524352605322496223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=7524352605322496223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7524352605322496223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7524352605322496223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-break-fun.html' title='Spring Break Fun'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpHq9AiNKk8/TZsH_C7jSkI/AAAAAAAADNg/yx1gx_6xWaM/s72-c/P3160018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1278558576871518647</id><published>2011-04-05T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T05:11:54.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Getaway</title><content type='html'>My husband and I celebrated our 5th anniversary in March!&amp;nbsp; We made it really special and had my brother-in-law and sister watch the kids overnight.&amp;nbsp; We dropped them off around noon on our anniversary (which was a Friday) and went to "our" restaurant.&amp;nbsp; It's a great gourmet rotisserrie place that we went to on the night Philip proposed, and we've gone there every year for our anniversary ever since.&amp;nbsp; (Well, except the year that Michaela was born - which was a week before our anniversary.&amp;nbsp; We still managed to order out from there though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an awesome dinner, we went to a local arcade and spent the afternoon playing around like teenagers.&amp;nbsp; We had such a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at an &lt;a href="http://www.casasdesuenos.com/"&gt;amazing bed and breakfast&lt;/a&gt; near Old Town.&amp;nbsp; It was HUGE, had an amazing hot tub, tons of great amenities, and was just such a warm, cozy little retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IUJYbRnZEjQ/TZsEgSdebII/AAAAAAAADNc/UgJA_iakvIY/s1600/P3120024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IUJYbRnZEjQ/TZsEgSdebII/AAAAAAAADNc/UgJA_iakvIY/s320/P3120024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That evening, we were still full from lunch, so we grabbed a quick snack of chips &amp;amp; queso (and margarita for me!) at a restaurant in Old Town, and then we went on a &lt;a href="http://www.toursofoldtown.com/"&gt;Ghost Tour&lt;/a&gt; of Old Town.&amp;nbsp; Old Town Albuquerque has been around for at least 300 years, so there have been tons of deaths, accidents, and more.&amp;nbsp; We didn't see any ghosts (we did snap a few pictures, but alas, no ghost "spots"), but if was really fun and a great history lesson at the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We capped the overnighter off with a great breakfast at the B&amp;amp;B, and then picked up our little munchkins.&amp;nbsp; It was a great weekend, and definitely what we needed to recharge our "marriage batteries" after 5 years and 2 kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1278558576871518647?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1278558576871518647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1278558576871518647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1278558576871518647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1278558576871518647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-getaway.html' title='Love Getaway'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IUJYbRnZEjQ/TZsEgSdebII/AAAAAAAADNc/UgJA_iakvIY/s72-c/P3120024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-5765134155771651426</id><published>2011-03-07T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T15:24:11.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaela's Birthday Parties</title><content type='html'>My lucky girl got two birthday parties this year; one for our family (which she shared with her cousin who also has a March birthday) and one for her little girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went pretty simple for the family one and had a great time enjoying pizza and hanging out at Dions (a GREAT local pizza joint).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D8jKdcoQ-Ec/TXVOGSJJn8I/AAAAAAAADIc/L_ZqQd-obvQ/s1600/blog1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D8jKdcoQ-Ec/TXVOGSJJn8I/AAAAAAAADIc/L_ZqQd-obvQ/s400/blog1.png" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we had her friend party which&amp;nbsp;had a Princess Tea Party theme.&amp;nbsp; Oh my goodness, I had so much fun planning this and almost died from cuteness and pink overload!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vU5Or5VGR-E/TXVQJxUzOOI/AAAAAAAADIg/-cP2oFgkZo8/s1600/blog2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vU5Or5VGR-E/TXVQJxUzOOI/AAAAAAAADIg/-cP2oFgkZo8/s400/blog2.png" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xlWzTZyCNxA/TXVVO1rhjrI/AAAAAAAADIo/pKlv4MFbE4I/s1600/blog3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xlWzTZyCNxA/TXVVO1rhjrI/AAAAAAAADIo/pKlv4MFbE4I/s400/blog3.png" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Michaela had so much fun and now she has a big stockpile of new toys and goodies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-5765134155771651426?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/5765134155771651426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=5765134155771651426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5765134155771651426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5765134155771651426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/03/michaelas-birthday-parties.html' title='Michaela&apos;s Birthday Parties'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D8jKdcoQ-Ec/TXVOGSJJn8I/AAAAAAAADIc/L_ZqQd-obvQ/s72-c/blog1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2832083348099656352</id><published>2011-03-03T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T07:29:19.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Michaela!</title><content type='html'>I just can't believe that you are 3!&amp;nbsp; When you turned 2, I was so amazed that you were actually a little girl; no longer my little baby.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't imagine you getting older, and yet here 3 is and it came oh so fast.&amp;nbsp; I can already see 4, 5, 6, and on, all lining up, jostling to get ahold of you and I know it will happen in the blink of an eye.&amp;nbsp; But I can't get ahead of myself now.&amp;nbsp; Right now I'm going to enjoy your three-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that you have to do EVERYTHING all by yourself (and at your own excruciatingly slow pace).&amp;nbsp; The way that you wiggle away from me when I go in for a big kiss - apparently you're too big for that now - unless of course you initiate it yourself.&amp;nbsp; The way that you name all of your toys and narrate everything that you or your animals are doing all day long.&amp;nbsp; You are completely single minded.&amp;nbsp; If you get set on a task it is almost impossible to call you off of it.&amp;nbsp; It really drives me crazy when I am trying to get you to do something, but I know that trait will serve you well in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are SO smart!&amp;nbsp; I know every mom says that about her kids, but you really are!&amp;nbsp; I mean, you potty trained yourself!&amp;nbsp; You love school and are constantly amazing me by how much you understand.&amp;nbsp; And you have such an amazing heart.&amp;nbsp; You look after your brother and make sure that his needs are met.&amp;nbsp; If I don't take care of him to your standards you make sure to let me know what your "Guy" needs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically, you haven't grown much.&amp;nbsp; Sorry kiddo, but you're always going to be small like your mama!&amp;nbsp; But your face has matured, and I can't even put your signature pigtails in your hair anymore because it looks to babyish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love every single thing about you right now (even when you are driving me crazy!) and I can't wait to see where another year takes us!&amp;nbsp; Happy birthday princess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2832083348099656352?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2832083348099656352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2832083348099656352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2832083348099656352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2832083348099656352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-michaela.html' title='Happy Birthday Michaela!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1241493640281054514</id><published>2011-02-28T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:09:15.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've fallen in love!</title><content type='html'>So...I've sort of been keeping a secret.&amp;nbsp; I'm in love.&amp;nbsp; I know, I haven't really said anything because...well...I feel sort of naughty.&amp;nbsp; You see, it only happens when Philip is in class on Monday nights.&amp;nbsp; I always beg one of my friends to take the kids so that I can get my fix.&amp;nbsp; I don't really care who watches them; as long as they aren't with me.&amp;nbsp; Whenever it starts my heartbeat goes through the roof.&amp;nbsp; I get a silly little grin on my face and my hips start moving uncontrollably.&amp;nbsp; And then...well, it happens.&amp;nbsp; By the end I'm exhausted.&amp;nbsp; Sweat covers my body and my breathing is wildly out of control.&amp;nbsp; And I can't wait for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm in love with Zumba.&amp;nbsp; I only get to go once a week and by the end of it, I already can't wait until the next week.&amp;nbsp; If it's wrong to be addicted to a workout, I don't want to be right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1241493640281054514?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1241493640281054514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1241493640281054514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1241493640281054514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1241493640281054514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/02/ive-fallen-in-love.html' title='I&apos;ve fallen in love!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-4683143315800035549</id><published>2011-02-08T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T16:00:19.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescue Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Things I have rescued from the trashcan today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 little people&lt;br /&gt;1 pretend fork&lt;br /&gt;1 plastic container&lt;br /&gt;1 pretend french fry&lt;br /&gt;1 sippy cup&lt;br /&gt;1 pacifier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I have rescued from the toilet today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little boy hands&lt;br /&gt;reusable snack container&lt;br /&gt;tampons (yes, again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I have rescued from Rafael's mouth:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake flower petals&lt;br /&gt;a stick&lt;br /&gt;a knife (it was a butter knife, still not safe,&amp;nbsp;but at least you won't report me to CPS, right?&amp;nbsp; Right?)&lt;br /&gt;tampons (I know, I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.&amp;nbsp; am.&amp;nbsp; exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-4683143315800035549?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/4683143315800035549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=4683143315800035549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4683143315800035549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4683143315800035549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/02/rescue-me.html' title='Rescue Me'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-6093582514869965544</id><published>2011-02-07T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:13:02.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pee Hands &amp; Responsibility Chart</title><content type='html'>I stuck my hand in the toilet 3 times today.&amp;nbsp; I kid you not.&amp;nbsp; My lovely daughter has decided that in order to wipe herself when she's done going potty, she has to use the entire roll of toilet paper.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Which then gets shoved in the toilet.&amp;nbsp; Twice today.&amp;nbsp; Yes, after the second time of fishing a wad of toilet paper out of the toilet with my bare hands I learned my lesson and took the roll of toilet paper out of the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; Now she has to call me when she needs to wipe, but I'd rather that than pee hands any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.&amp;nbsp; My monster boy-child decided it would be fun to play in the toilet water.&amp;nbsp; And threw a handful of tampons in to help him swirl the water with.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, another lovely trip into the potty for my poor hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the library today and Rafael decided it would be HILARIOUS to run as fast as he could away from me while giggling hysterically.&amp;nbsp; And Michaela, being the good big sister, would scream at the top of her lungs, "Rafael, come back, what are you doing?!?"&amp;nbsp; So I was trying to shut her up while running after the boy, who would then trip, fall flat on his face and start screaming.&amp;nbsp; After a couple rounds of this I tried to just herd the kids and leave but Rafael started screaming at the indignity of me picking him up, while Michaela freaked out because we had only been at the library for a few minutes and ohmygodIwanttoreadsomebooks!&amp;nbsp; I don't know how we got out of there, but we did, and in a fairly quiet and normal matter.&amp;nbsp; I definitely think I'll be taking advantage of the "hold" section more often though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a plus note, we started using a Responsibility Chart today for Michaela, and the thing is freakin' genius.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, I wouldn't be surprised to see a halo of rainbows and unicorns around this sucker, it is that awesome!&amp;nbsp; Michaela was soooo good today!&amp;nbsp; Not a single tantrum!&amp;nbsp; Even the library incident was just a bit of a whine, nothing compared to the evil that was before!&amp;nbsp; I am shocked and amazed at how well this stupid little thing works, but I'm just going to stop talking about it because I don't want to jinx it!&amp;nbsp; This little chart alone totally made the pee hands worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-6093582514869965544?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/6093582514869965544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=6093582514869965544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6093582514869965544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6093582514869965544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/02/pee-hands-responsibility-chart.html' title='Pee Hands &amp; Responsibility Chart'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1718466452085937169</id><published>2011-01-31T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:29:34.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What have we been up to?</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I realized it's been a month since I posted anything, so here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafael decided that his goal in life is to single handedly destroy my house and every belonging we possess.&amp;nbsp; He takes every book off the shelf and scatters it around the room.&amp;nbsp; He finds every single toy we own and puts it in a new spot that is more to his liking and most likely to kill me as I trip over it.&amp;nbsp; He plays in toilet, dog, and spilled water with equal parts abandon and glee.&amp;nbsp; He climbs on everything!&amp;nbsp; Couches, stools, anything with steps, they are all fair game for this little daredevil who tries to kill himself every other second!&amp;nbsp; And then he smiles his little smile and just DARES me to be angry with him.&amp;nbsp; Little stinker.&amp;nbsp; On the plus side, he is still a super happy kid, and he can communicate!&amp;nbsp; I love that I can ask him what he wants and he will get up, walk across the room and show me.&amp;nbsp; It is so much easier!&amp;nbsp; And he dances.&amp;nbsp; All the time.&amp;nbsp; Every time a song with a fun beat comes on he starts to shake his little booty.&amp;nbsp; He is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaela decided that her goal in life is to disagree with every single thing that I say and to yell no at me every single time I ask her to do something.&amp;nbsp; She has also taken to climbing on the top of furniture and sliding off of it.&amp;nbsp; Not cool.&amp;nbsp; I am working on a chart for her, because being the optimist (or delusional crazy, whichever title you prefer), I'm hoping this will cure all our discipline problems!&amp;nbsp; On the good side of things, she is completely potty trained!&amp;nbsp; She started potty training herself (I kid you not, this girl is awesome) before Christmas, and throughout the past month has not only weaned herself off of daytime pull-ups, but in this past week has also started sleeping in underwear.&amp;nbsp; It is so nice not to have to worry about 2 sets of diapers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing pretty good.&amp;nbsp; There was alot of crazy drama with my MOMS Club that happened at the end of December that simultaneously caused half of the club to drop out and me to become President all within a couple of days.&amp;nbsp; It has been a really tough month trying to pull everything back together and move forward, but as the dust starts to settle, I feel really good.&amp;nbsp; I discovered that I am stronger than I thought I was, and am proud that I stuck with it.&amp;nbsp; My strong friendships were strengthened more than I could have imagined.&amp;nbsp; I realized that I can depend on these women for anything, and that they will always be there for me, through thick and thin.&amp;nbsp; They have seen me at my best and at my worse and they love me regardless, which is worth all of the craziness that happened.&amp;nbsp; And I truly wish the same for everyone that left.&amp;nbsp; I hope that they find or have already found a group of women who will support them and love them through anything life throws at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been getting healthy.&amp;nbsp; I have been going to the gym every single day (and sometimes&amp;nbsp;twice a day!) with a friend, and have been eating healthier.&amp;nbsp; I've only lost 5lbs, but I'm down a pant size and I feel really great.&amp;nbsp; There is something to be said about knowing that I am taking care of my body and teaching my children the importance of being healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all we've been up to!&amp;nbsp; Now I'm off to contain the little monsters running loose in my house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1718466452085937169?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1718466452085937169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1718466452085937169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1718466452085937169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1718466452085937169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-have-we-been-up-to.html' title='What have we been up to?'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-5261766523941348042</id><published>2011-01-02T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T08:32:22.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts of New Year's Past</title><content type='html'>4years ago I had a crazy, drunken, smooch filled New Year's Eve befitting my age and childless newly married state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&amp;nbsp;years ago I was pregnant with Michaela and exhausted all the time.&amp;nbsp; I slept through New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&amp;nbsp;years ago Michaela was a baby, we were still co-sleeping, and I was exhausted all the time.&amp;nbsp; I slept through New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&amp;nbsp;year ago Rafael was a newborn.&amp;nbsp; I was exhausted all the time.&amp;nbsp; I slept through New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have an almost 3 year old and a 1 year old, and even though I am still exhausted all the time,&amp;nbsp;they both sleep glorious 12 hour nights.&amp;nbsp; I figured if I was ever going to actually stay awake during New Year's Eve, this had better be the year, before I get pregnant again.&amp;nbsp; And so I invited 2 of my sisters over and spent the night drinking wine, watching Love Actually, and hanging out with the 2 women who I&amp;nbsp;never have to censor&amp;nbsp;myself around.&amp;nbsp; It was a great night, and the perfect way to bring in the New Year (finally)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-5261766523941348042?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/5261766523941348042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=5261766523941348042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5261766523941348042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5261766523941348042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2011/01/ghosts-of-new-years-past.html' title='Ghosts of New Year&apos;s Past'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-6107901993293720475</id><published>2010-12-27T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T07:00:49.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Christmas weekend filled with family and food!&amp;nbsp; We spent Christmas Eve relaxing before heading out to an early Mass that evening with my sister.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(Michaela was so excited to see Mary!&amp;nbsp; and Joseph!&amp;nbsp; And Baby Jesus!&amp;nbsp; and Santa brought a present to Baby Jesus!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After Mass, we headed down to my mom's grave to set up some luminarias.&amp;nbsp; I didn't take a picture, but if you've never seen a New Mexico cemetery on Christmas Eve, it is beautiful.&amp;nbsp; There are thousands (I'm not exaggerating in the slightest) of luminarias covering the entire field.&amp;nbsp; My mom's were by far the cutest! :)&lt;/div&gt;Then we drove through a few local hotspots for Christmas lights and luminarias before heading home and calling it a night.&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiVZHSznMI/AAAAAAAADBY/AAHHivLEKNY/s1600/PC240046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiVZHSznMI/AAAAAAAADBY/AAHHivLEKNY/s320/PC240046.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The presents after being set up on Christmas Eve by Momma &amp;amp; Daddy Claus&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿Christmas day was also very relaxing.&amp;nbsp; My dad stopped by early in the morning for some coffee and breakfast and then stuck around to see the kids open their presents once they woke up.&amp;nbsp; The kids then spent the rest of the morning playing with them.&amp;nbsp; The favorites so far&amp;nbsp;have been&amp;nbsp;Michaela's tricycle and Rafael's basketball hoop.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiVhL-xQQI/AAAAAAAADBc/f_izoxe3oaU/s1600/PC250050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiVhL-xQQI/AAAAAAAADBc/f_izoxe3oaU/s320/PC250050.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiVmbBvRXI/AAAAAAAADBg/F7QIlIs4FQI/s1600/PC250052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiVmbBvRXI/AAAAAAAADBg/F7QIlIs4FQI/s320/PC250052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sustenance comes before all else!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiVqe1V2kI/AAAAAAAADBk/X3HfL79urq4/s1600/PC250054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiVqe1V2kI/AAAAAAAADBk/X3HfL79urq4/s320/PC250054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gift opening aftermath.&amp;nbsp; What a mess!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiWHU_E8JI/AAAAAAAADBo/PQb37wr5juk/s1600/PC250056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiWHU_E8JI/AAAAAAAADBo/PQb37wr5juk/s320/PC250056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They loved that tricycle!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiWLRhxMCI/AAAAAAAADBs/uT27diTlcBc/s1600/PC260072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiWLRhxMCI/AAAAAAAADBs/uT27diTlcBc/s320/PC260072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean really loved it!&amp;nbsp; Can you see Rafael's little arm sticking out in front there?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;friend stopped by for as visit during naptime and I left him playing video games with Phil while I went to visit my sister for a bit.&amp;nbsp; I ended up down the street at my Grandma's, where&amp;nbsp;my sister, dad, aunts, and cousin were all hanging out.&amp;nbsp; We ate a delicious lunch of posole, tamales, turkey and all the fixings!&amp;nbsp; After that, I went back home and we returned to church for Mass again (yes 2 days in a row!&amp;nbsp; Friday was the Christmas Mass, we still had to go to the Saturday vigil Mass for our Sunday Obligation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we went over to my sister's house for our big family celebration.&amp;nbsp; My brother-in-law is a firefighter and was working Christmas Eve and Day, so this was the only time to do it.&amp;nbsp; My sister (who doesn't cook) completely outdid herself cooking up posole, tamales, red chile and homemade tortillas for our Christmas feast!&amp;nbsp; It.&amp;nbsp; was.&amp;nbsp; amazing.&amp;nbsp; We spent the entire day hanging out and playing Monopoly while the kids played/napped/crafted.&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiXlbmwIWI/AAAAAAAADBw/Z9ve6RlClcA/s1600/PC260085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiXlbmwIWI/AAAAAAAADBw/Z9ve6RlClcA/s320/PC260085.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hat &amp;amp; mittens from Tia &amp;amp; Tio&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiYWz7m3SI/AAAAAAAADB0/x09RmJ_S_TE/s1600/PC260094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiYWz7m3SI/AAAAAAAADB0/x09RmJ_S_TE/s320/PC260094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fingerpaints from Tia &amp;amp; Tio&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiYb45UIGI/AAAAAAAADB4/UnbM0GeQAuE/s1600/PC260096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiYb45UIGI/AAAAAAAADB4/UnbM0GeQAuE/s320/PC260096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiYgbkivUI/AAAAAAAADB8/GTZocexX1Gw/s1600/PC260098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiYgbkivUI/AAAAAAAADB8/GTZocexX1Gw/s320/PC260098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiY2DokYEI/AAAAAAAADCA/eLcexWcYgC0/s1600/PC260106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiY2DokYEI/AAAAAAAADCA/eLcexWcYgC0/s320/PC260106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put out some craft stuff to keep the kids occupied while we played Monopoly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiaLFL3zWI/AAAAAAAADCI/qcTYsxUPF54/s1600/PC260111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiaLFL3zWI/AAAAAAAADCI/qcTYsxUPF54/s320/PC260111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and put Rafael in the baby cage...parenting at it's finest folks!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We got home way past the kid's bedtimes, but we all had fun and it was an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-6107901993293720475?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/6107901993293720475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=6107901993293720475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6107901993293720475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6107901993293720475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TRiVZHSznMI/AAAAAAAADBY/AAHHivLEKNY/s72-c/PC240046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-5323539003129181637</id><published>2010-12-17T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:04:01.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All that matters...</title><content type='html'>This is the reason I wake up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TQvpTShLQdI/AAAAAAAADAg/Luceeq3bJdA/s1600/PC110061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TQvpTShLQdI/AAAAAAAADAg/Luceeq3bJdA/s320/PC110061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TQvp54dXG9I/AAAAAAAADAk/Sv76fPCQFIQ/s1600/PB280223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TQvp54dXG9I/AAAAAAAADAk/Sv76fPCQFIQ/s320/PB280223.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TQvqLl5DSrI/AAAAAAAADAo/RScTjQSc01E/s1600/PC140011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TQvqLl5DSrI/AAAAAAAADAo/RScTjQSc01E/s320/PC140011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are my priorities and everything else is just extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I shouldn't be losing sleep or going on crying jags or drinking uncontrollably because of a few bullies and some misplaced words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;All I can do is pick up the pieces, fix what I can fix, and move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And remember that this is why I'm doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TQvqjMMkwGI/AAAAAAAADAs/IL-IMLT4ZVo/s1600/PC170004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TQvqjMMkwGI/AAAAAAAADAs/IL-IMLT4ZVo/s320/PC170004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Comments are closed.&amp;nbsp; I don't need anyone sympathizing, and I certainly don't need anyone's negativity.&amp;nbsp; I just need to vent and remember what really matters right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-5323539003129181637?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5323539003129181637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5323539003129181637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-that-matters.html' title='All that matters...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TQvpTShLQdI/AAAAAAAADAg/Luceeq3bJdA/s72-c/PC110061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-3834922833376146954</id><published>2010-12-14T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T07:04:37.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids squared</title><content type='html'>When Philip and I first got married we wanted a football team of kids.&amp;nbsp; At least ten, but more if that's what we got.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha....ahem...excuse me.&amp;nbsp; I start laughing maniacally every time I think about our youthful optimism and...well, plain crack smokin' craziness in thinking that we could handle 10 children.&amp;nbsp; After Rafael came along I was so exhausted I decided never to have any more children EVER.&amp;nbsp; Then I cracked and realized I wanted more and so we agreed on 4.&amp;nbsp; 4 children and that is it, because, well, Philip is a teacher and it's not like we're rolling in money.&amp;nbsp; Also, because at some point I would like to have my body back to myself and have a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when I start doubting whether or not I can handle 4 children, all I have to do is watch my sister's kids.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, faced with being cooped up with 4 kids, a super messy house, and a lack of desire to clean said house while they were running underfoot making more messes, I decided to take advantage of the beautiful day and we headed to the zoo.&amp;nbsp; (Thank goodness for zoo memberships is all I can say - $3 for 1 adult and 4 kids?&amp;nbsp; Yes please!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going fantastic as the 3 older ones happily swarmed around me and Rafael sat contentedly in his stroller staring at all the animals.&amp;nbsp; We even managed to get through the huge play area of death and stuck children without any incident.&amp;nbsp; And then around the chimpanzees, an area ridiculously remote from any bathrooms, my 5 year old niece contorted into the pee dance and yelled "I have to go pee RIGHT NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off we were, running through the zoo as fast as we could in some ridiculous parody of that scene in Home Alone 2 where they are all running through the airport as fast as they can.&amp;nbsp; I kept looking wildly around searching for children who were lagging behind or getting distracted by one of the animals.&amp;nbsp; Michaela looked like she was about to pass out, so I ran to swoop her up in my arms so that we wouldn't have an accident, and OHMYGOD why in the world would I ever attempt to do such a horrible thing as pick up an independent two year old!&amp;nbsp; She screamed bloody murder so I after dragging her for a few yards, I put her back down and let her "Walk by meself!"&amp;nbsp; Thankfully we were finally within eyesight of the bathroom by that point so I told my niece to run ahead and go in without us.&amp;nbsp; I gathered the other kids up and we walked at a normal pace to the bathroom and miracle upon miracles, all 3 older kids went potty in the bathroom!&amp;nbsp; Yay!&amp;nbsp; Piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though.&amp;nbsp; What sort of crack was I smoking to think I could handle that with 10 kids?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-3834922833376146954?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/3834922833376146954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=3834922833376146954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3834922833376146954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3834922833376146954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/12/kids-squared.html' title='Kids squared'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-6202715047148140209</id><published>2010-12-13T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:27:23.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking!</title><content type='html'>Rafael took several steps across the room the week he turned one, but I think he scared himself because he promptly refused to even stand up on his own after that.&amp;nbsp; On Saturday, he finally started walking again!&amp;nbsp; He's so proud of himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UzPEK7EHM3U?hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UzPEK7EHM3U?hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-6202715047148140209?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/6202715047148140209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=6202715047148140209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6202715047148140209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6202715047148140209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/12/walking.html' title='Walking!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8148665345820129431</id><published>2010-12-06T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:07:38.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No, they are not twins...</title><content type='html'>because if they were twins, then the kicking screaming tantrum that the girl is throwing right now would be completely age appropriate.&amp;nbsp; I would not be trying desperately to quiet her in a much more patient and kind manner than I would be if we were alone because ohmygod the entire store is staring at me and I don't want anyone to report me to social services for being too harsh with my daughter.&amp;nbsp; Why oh why oh why does she do this?&amp;nbsp; I never hear of other children her age doing this.&amp;nbsp; Do they?&amp;nbsp; Do the parents just have the common sense not to tell everyone about it?&amp;nbsp; All I know is that if I was like this as a child, I have a whole new respect for my poor parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; Please please please&amp;nbsp;tell me it's ok to leave my daughter in time out in her room for a couple of hours so that I don't kill her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8148665345820129431?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8148665345820129431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8148665345820129431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8148665345820129431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8148665345820129431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-they-are-not-twins.html' title='No, they are not twins...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8071575198129229401</id><published>2010-12-02T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:08:24.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pee Pee in the Potty...then the Bathtub...</title><content type='html'>Michaela has secretly been using the potty for the last few days.&amp;nbsp; Wait wait wait.&amp;nbsp; Let me rewind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For several months Michaela has asked occasionally to sit on the potty so that she could pee.&amp;nbsp; Every single time I would stop whatever I was doing and go in there with her and watch her sit on the potty, but she would never ever go.&amp;nbsp; Every.&amp;nbsp; Single.&amp;nbsp; Time.&amp;nbsp; So finally I got to the point where I just told her to go by herself.&amp;nbsp; I knew she wasn't going to pee, so I didn't even bother going with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days she has been asking to go much more frequently but I just assumed it was because we've been telling her so often that she is going to be potty trained when daddy is home for winter break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except today right after she said that she went potty ("Oh good job baby girl!&amp;nbsp; That's awesome that you are practicing to go potty even though I know that you don't actually go!"), I had to go to the bathroom as well.&amp;nbsp; As I was in the bathroom, Michaela ran in and said, "Look mama I went potty!" and pointed to the bathtub.&amp;nbsp; Confused, I looked in the bathtub and saw some liquid.&amp;nbsp; Some liquid that I thought was just an overturned bottle of shampoo for the past few days.&amp;nbsp; (Yes, we haven't given the kids a bath in 3 days.&amp;nbsp; Yes it's gross, we simply have been away every single night and it just hasn't happened!)&amp;nbsp; Then I looked back at her little potty and saw a tiny drop of liquid there.&amp;nbsp; The lightbulb clicked.&amp;nbsp; That huge puddle of 'soap' collecting in the tub with the drain closed was not soap.&amp;nbsp; It was pee.&amp;nbsp; Probably from the last couple of days.&amp;nbsp; Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Michaela, did you empty the potty full of pee pee into the bathtub?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes mama, I cleaned up my pee pee!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice it to say, the bathtub got a thorough bleaching and Michaela got a huge hug, and M&amp;amp;M, and a thorough lesson on how we dispose of our pee pee into the big potty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8071575198129229401?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8071575198129229401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8071575198129229401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8071575198129229401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8071575198129229401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/12/pee-pee-in-pottythen-bathtub.html' title='Pee Pee in the Potty...then the Bathtub...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8356241771394979004</id><published>2010-11-30T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:26:34.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rafael's Birthday Parties</title><content type='html'>My little boy turned 1 last week!&amp;nbsp; He had his family birthday party on Saturday at his Ninas' house and it was so much fun!&amp;nbsp; We did a Monster themed brunch, and I had a blast making the "monster" food.&amp;nbsp; We had a green chile breakfast casserole, fruit, Monster Toes (sausages), Monster Fingers (french toast sticks), Monster Eyes (donut holes), Monster Blood (blueberry pomegranate juice), OJ and muffins.&amp;nbsp; By the way, those muffins are a huge step for me.&amp;nbsp; My poor Michaela wasn't even allowed to have sugar on her first birthday, at least these muffins had a tiny bit of sugar and some chocolate chips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXkZZO2K_I/AAAAAAAAC9I/ff3JT1C9zbE/s1600/PB270185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXkZZO2K_I/AAAAAAAAC9I/ff3JT1C9zbE/s320/PB270185.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXkddgQueI/AAAAAAAAC9M/Hxg13jA4O3Y/s1600/PB270186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXkddgQueI/AAAAAAAAC9M/Hxg13jA4O3Y/s320/PB270186.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXkmnTv9LI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/cr8pZsJ6wDs/s1600/PB270189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXkmnTv9LI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/cr8pZsJ6wDs/s320/PB270189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;His favorite toy was one of the balloons that we had bought.&amp;nbsp; So happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXkuZ67FoI/AAAAAAAAC9U/u_M-eh0OKwc/s1600/PB270194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXkuZ67FoI/AAAAAAAAC9U/u_M-eh0OKwc/s320/PB270194.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want to grab that candle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXk4iBLL3I/AAAAAAAAC9Y/AR8nAfUYB4w/s1600/PB270195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXk4iBLL3I/AAAAAAAAC9Y/AR8nAfUYB4w/s320/PB270195.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yummy!&amp;nbsp; Sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXk9OO19UI/AAAAAAAAC9c/-dPQbZMC9Ds/s1600/PB270198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXk9OO19UI/AAAAAAAAC9c/-dPQbZMC9Ds/s320/PB270198.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love my nina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlCogBMLI/AAAAAAAAC9g/IeZbxF599Ek/s1600/PB270203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlCogBMLI/AAAAAAAAC9g/IeZbxF599Ek/s320/PB270203.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlH5HbWII/AAAAAAAAC9k/vCed8su_9sA/s1600/PB270204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlH5HbWII/AAAAAAAAC9k/vCed8su_9sA/s320/PB270204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlOnzeqlI/AAAAAAAAC9o/cgKkM3lVugE/s1600/PB270205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlOnzeqlI/AAAAAAAAC9o/cgKkM3lVugE/s320/PB270205.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlTG0HmkI/AAAAAAAAC9s/CdjrLy2fNZQ/s1600/PB270206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlTG0HmkI/AAAAAAAAC9s/CdjrLy2fNZQ/s320/PB270206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Michaela decided to take a break from the party with her friend by taking a nap.&amp;nbsp; And by taking a nap I mean screaming and giggling together for 10 minutes while they pretended to close their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlW9aDYzI/AAAAAAAAC9w/4cQ09ww71EU/s1600/PB270210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlW9aDYzI/AAAAAAAAC9w/4cQ09ww71EU/s320/PB270210.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlarKIt1I/AAAAAAAAC90/5Ev5umzp1PI/s1600/PB270212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXlarKIt1I/AAAAAAAAC90/5Ev5umzp1PI/s320/PB270212.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;He was so happy that day and in such a great mood being the center of attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXl10tSF6I/AAAAAAAAC94/o8Gq4HFsd-Q/s1600/PB270213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXl10tSF6I/AAAAAAAAC94/o8Gq4HFsd-Q/s320/PB270213.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And he made out like a bandit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXl6pMhq1I/AAAAAAAAC98/NVPq2lq4Yt8/s1600/PB270216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXl6pMhq1I/AAAAAAAAC98/NVPq2lq4Yt8/s320/PB270216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have some truly great friends and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, he had a great birthday party a couple of weeks ago with our MOMS Club family, many of whom were planning to be out of town this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Such a lucky boy to have two birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXon5aSAkI/AAAAAAAAC-A/zwS6nWjtZIM/s1600/PB140099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXon5aSAkI/AAAAAAAAC-A/zwS6nWjtZIM/s320/PB140099.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXqY5tsb7I/AAAAAAAAC-M/8c6QCSV7wP4/s320/PB140098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8356241771394979004?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8356241771394979004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8356241771394979004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8356241771394979004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8356241771394979004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/11/rafaels-birthday-parties.html' title='Rafael&apos;s Birthday Parties'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPXkZZO2K_I/AAAAAAAAC9I/ff3JT1C9zbE/s72-c/PB270185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8622888729208070168</id><published>2010-11-26T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T13:29:46.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Rafael!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPAYoWOtm8I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/t9rjEt0tQcM/s1600/PB030064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPAYoWOtm8I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/t9rjEt0tQcM/s320/PB030064.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Birthday!&amp;nbsp; It's amazing how fast this year has gone!&amp;nbsp; It seems like just yesterday we were bringing you home from the hospital, just in time to meet your sister and&amp;nbsp;enjoy a relaxing&amp;nbsp;Thanksgiving dinner.&amp;nbsp; And here you are a happy, active 1 year old, taking your first steps and getting into trouble every time I turn my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very beginning you were my easy baby.&amp;nbsp; You slept most of the time and rarely fussed, a far cry from your colicky sister.&amp;nbsp; Yet, you also quickly developed a personality that let us know that you were her brother and my child.&amp;nbsp; You know what you want and heaven forbid you don't get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also a completely different mother with you than I was with Michaela.&amp;nbsp; More experience and being around other mommies taught me not to sweat the little things.&amp;nbsp; I gladly handed you off to friends when they offered to hold you, knowing that you would be a stronger child if I didn't&amp;nbsp;insist on being&amp;nbsp;with you every second.&amp;nbsp; As you have slowly started crawling and cruising,&amp;nbsp;I haven't hovered over you.&amp;nbsp; I trust in your strength and know that you will recover quickly from any bump or scrape that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make everyone around you want to love you.&amp;nbsp; Daddy, sister and I all absolutely adore you.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to see you continue to grow into a little boy and am looking forward to the changes this next year brings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Ok, well it's&amp;nbsp;a couple of&amp;nbsp;days late, but that's what happens when a second child's birthday falls so near a holiday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8622888729208070168?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8622888729208070168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8622888729208070168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8622888729208070168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8622888729208070168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-rafael.html' title='Dear Rafael!*'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TPAYoWOtm8I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/t9rjEt0tQcM/s72-c/PB030064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-873892572181748265</id><published>2010-11-03T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:01:20.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 5 o'clock Somewhere</title><content type='html'>It's barely noon, but I'm pretty sure this is the only way I'll get through the rest of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG8zv4saQI/AAAAAAAAC6E/_uyIQGU699Q/s1600/PB030068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG8zv4saQI/AAAAAAAAC6E/_uyIQGU699Q/s320/PB030068.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went to make the kids breakfast this morning (the kids who woke up before the sun was up), and realized I was out of eggs.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how I missed this, but I was on my own yesterday, and sometimes bad things happen when I'm husbandless.&amp;nbsp; Anyways.&amp;nbsp; No eggs.&amp;nbsp; My kids only eat eggs for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; It's my fault, I'm a huge egg eater, so I've encouraged their egg loving fanatacism.&amp;nbsp; In any case, I was hungry, the kids were hungry, and I knew we would not last an entire trip to the store and then back home to cook eggs, so we went out to breakfast!&amp;nbsp; I was so impressed by how well the kids behaved, and I'm pretty sure the group of old men sitting at the table next to us were too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it all went to hell.&amp;nbsp; We had plans to go to the local fire station for a tour with my MOMS Club, but the second we walked in the door, it all went down hill.&amp;nbsp; The girl decided to scream the entire time and spent most of the tour sitting on the floor in tears.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if she was overwhelmed by the size of the firetrucks or if she was just tired from waking up too early.&amp;nbsp; Maybe both, maybe something else.&amp;nbsp; It really didn't matter, I couldn't pick up a screaming kicking child and carry Rafael at the same time, so God bless the amazing firefighter who helped me get both kids to the van.&amp;nbsp; (Can I just say how upset I am that I didn't get my adorable shot of Michaela with a firehat on standing in front of a firetruck?&amp;nbsp; I mean seriously, thats the main reason we went!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ready to call it a day, but I had a great thought.&amp;nbsp; We decided to go outside and play ourselves into a good mood.&amp;nbsp; The kids loved playing in the leaves from my Halloween Jack O Lantern bags.&amp;nbsp; Michaela jumped and kicked and fell herself back into a happy child.&amp;nbsp; And silly little Rafael crawled right into the middle of it all and enjoyed the heck out of it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG9JTJr6YI/AAAAAAAAC6I/0I2Uy4Bzorc/s1600/PB030035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG9JTJr6YI/AAAAAAAAC6I/0I2Uy4Bzorc/s320/PB030035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG9Y42jHBI/AAAAAAAAC6M/cjPhU_vo62U/s1600/PB030041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG9Y42jHBI/AAAAAAAAC6M/cjPhU_vo62U/s320/PB030041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG-ipUVoyI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/T5tEDdBubMU/s320/PB030059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG-oBT6KSI/AAAAAAAAC6c/MWRD9P7sxg0/s1600/PB030061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG-oBT6KSI/AAAAAAAAC6c/MWRD9P7sxg0/s320/PB030061.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG_Pp1zBUI/AAAAAAAAC6g/JM2a6He3EDE/s1600/PB030064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG_Pp1zBUI/AAAAAAAAC6g/JM2a6He3EDE/s320/PB030064.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still tired, I still need a glass of wine, but thankfully the kids were able to go down for naps happy, and I'm able to sit here and relax without having murderous thoughts toward my daughter.&amp;nbsp; Salud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-873892572181748265?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/873892572181748265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=873892572181748265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/873892572181748265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/873892572181748265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-5-oclock-somewhere.html' title='It&apos;s 5 o&apos;clock Somewhere'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TNG8zv4saQI/AAAAAAAAC6E/_uyIQGU699Q/s72-c/PB030068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2842936013253409652</id><published>2010-11-01T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T12:29:28.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Library Woes</title><content type='html'>We were planning on meeting a friend for lunch today, but Rafael was super grumpy so I put him down for a nap.&amp;nbsp; It was a really fast nap so I decided to load the kids up and run to the library real quick with the intention of calling to see if she&amp;nbsp;was still at the restaurant when we were done.&amp;nbsp; Our library trips usually only take about 10 minutes so it was totally possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except while there, Michaela had a really really&amp;nbsp;hard poop (I'm sure you needed to know that) and started screaming and crying in pain.&amp;nbsp; Many of you who actually know Michaela can attest to the fact that she is a REALLY loud screamer.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, imagine that in the middle of a quiet library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless the amazing librarian who took pity on me as I struggled to make an escape while holding and comforting Michaela, pushing the double stroller with Rafael in it with one hand, and dragging along the full bag of library books we had just picked.&amp;nbsp; She helped me into a small bathroom I've never noticed before in the children's section and I was able to get Michaela's diaper changed and calm her down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we decided to just call it a day and go home after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2842936013253409652?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2842936013253409652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2842936013253409652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2842936013253409652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2842936013253409652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/11/library-woes.html' title='Library Woes'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8325621059498554252</id><published>2010-11-01T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T06:13:37.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>I had an awesomely fun Halloween weekend!&amp;nbsp; Date night on Friday, moms night out on Saturday, family Halloween party on Sunday morning, and family night and trick or treating at night.&amp;nbsp; It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby Cadabby and Elmo getting ready to go Trick or Treating.&amp;nbsp; Michaela did great, saying&amp;nbsp;Trick or Treat at all the right times and saying thank you after&amp;nbsp;each person gave her a piece of candy.&amp;nbsp; At first she wanted to hold her candy instead of putting it in her bucket, but she learned quickly.&amp;nbsp; The only part she had a little trouble with was the one house that had scary music, strobe lights,&amp;nbsp;and corpses!&amp;nbsp; I tried to be upbeat as we walked up the driveway, but about halfway through she&amp;nbsp;yelled "I'm scared!" and turned around.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That's the first time I've ever heard her say that!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TM66bkzyquI/AAAAAAAAC54/fox4e7-2CwQ/s1600/PA310151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TM66bkzyquI/AAAAAAAAC54/fox4e7-2CwQ/s320/PA310151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Michaela counting all her candy!&amp;nbsp; We only went&amp;nbsp;down one street so&amp;nbsp;she didn't get much.&amp;nbsp; This was all that was left after I took out all the gumballs, taffy,&amp;nbsp;gum, and other&amp;nbsp;dangerous&amp;nbsp;candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TM66gt4sk7I/AAAAAAAAC58/DELxLqbJNBo/s1600/PA310152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TM66gt4sk7I/AAAAAAAAC58/DELxLqbJNBo/s320/PA310152.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She was so happy when I told her she could eat all of it!&amp;nbsp; Which really wasn't much because she ended up not liking the Sour Patch Kids or the Nerds.&amp;nbsp; So she ate a packet of M &amp;amp; M's, half of a Kit Kat, and then nursed a lollipop the rest of the night.&amp;nbsp; She was a tiny bit upset when we took her lollipop away because she had been sucking on it for half an hour and it was bedtime, but she got over it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;After I told a little white lie and said it dropped on the floor so now it was yucky and WOW wasn't Halloween fun?!&amp;nbsp; Let's go to bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TM66lL64SlI/AAAAAAAAC6A/8_NP_zstPTg/s1600/PA310153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TM66lL64SlI/AAAAAAAAC6A/8_NP_zstPTg/s320/PA310153.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, a successful Halloween!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8325621059498554252?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8325621059498554252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8325621059498554252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8325621059498554252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8325621059498554252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TM66bkzyquI/AAAAAAAAC54/fox4e7-2CwQ/s72-c/PA310151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1259421429931586638</id><published>2010-10-29T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T06:28:15.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrIelXFC4I/AAAAAAAAC4E/XWk93mH3asU/s1600/PA200114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrIelXFC4I/AAAAAAAAC4E/XWk93mH3asU/s320/PA200114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My little guy has been mobile for a few weeks now, and though it's totally adorable, it's also a lot of work!&amp;nbsp; For instance, he can make a perfectly clean room look like this in under five minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrKJrlnt-I/AAAAAAAAC4M/gB50Mkrv5ZY/s1600/PA210011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrKJrlnt-I/AAAAAAAAC4M/gB50Mkrv5ZY/s320/PA210011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He is so fast!&amp;nbsp; I will literally turn around to do something for thirty seconds, turn back around and he is gone!&amp;nbsp; Off to destroy something or get into the dogs water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrKoV1NRsI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/FLaACjGYVIg/s1600/PA210010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrKoV1NRsI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/FLaACjGYVIg/s320/PA210010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Speaking of which, he has encouraged my daughter to regress and start playing in the dogs water bowl with him.&amp;nbsp; Something that we &lt;strike&gt;beat out of her&lt;/strike&gt; taught her not to do over a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrKx2F2D1I/AAAAAAAAC4U/NkFGAjYodho/s1600/PA240079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrKx2F2D1I/AAAAAAAAC4U/NkFGAjYodho/s320/PA240079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He finds tons of other ways to be messy too.&amp;nbsp; Beside shoving food into his mouth as fast as his little hands can, this is his preferred method of eating. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrLN4cC1rI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/uYiBwWBIdbI/s1600/PA210016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrLN4cC1rI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/uYiBwWBIdbI/s320/PA210016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He loves soups, stews, applesauce, yogurt, anything that is any sort of messy, but surprise surprise, he wants to eat it himself!&amp;nbsp; And since he doesn't have enough manual dexterity to handle the spoon very well, this is how it usually goes down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is definitely keeping me on my toes these days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1259421429931586638?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1259421429931586638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1259421429931586638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1259421429931586638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1259421429931586638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/10/messy-monster.html' title='Messy Monster'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TMrIelXFC4I/AAAAAAAAC4E/XWk93mH3asU/s72-c/PA200114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-7625040341300457929</id><published>2010-10-20T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:06:44.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Judge</title><content type='html'>I have a friend who writes the most amazing blog ever.&amp;nbsp; She's a mom who tells the truth and doesn't pull any punches, and I absolutely adore her for it.&amp;nbsp; Today she had a horrible, terrible, no-good, very bad day and managed to cope by putting makeup on her two little boys.&amp;nbsp; So. smart.&amp;nbsp; I was totally inspired by her "hey don't judge me" attitude, that I decided to post my own "don't judge me" moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TL-gBy1iFDI/AAAAAAAAC2M/7AJtsFzCSbA/s1600/PA200119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TL-gBy1iFDI/AAAAAAAAC2M/7AJtsFzCSbA/s320/PA200119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yup, that's right.&amp;nbsp; That's my 10 month old sitting in front of a tv, eating fast food with his sister.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, don't judge me.&amp;nbsp; It was a crappy day.&amp;nbsp; I'm my-throat-hurts-so-bad-I-can't-even-scream-at-my-children-and-I-just-want-to-lock-them-in-their-rooms-so-I-can-sleep sick.&amp;nbsp; Philip was working late, and since I'm one of those moms who thinks she's too good to keep a frozen pizza or can of ravioli in her house, I drove to the nearest fast food joint that had something my toothless baby could eat.&amp;nbsp; Mom of the year right here folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-7625040341300457929?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/7625040341300457929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=7625040341300457929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7625040341300457929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7625040341300457929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-judge.html' title='Don&apos;t Judge'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TL-gBy1iFDI/AAAAAAAAC2M/7AJtsFzCSbA/s72-c/PA200119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-7835864017319780512</id><published>2010-10-18T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T14:46:56.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly Wings &amp; Tutu's</title><content type='html'>Michaela was invited to her friend's butterfly tea party themed birthday party and I just about died from cuteness overload.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, the birthday girl's momma did a great job and the party was absolutely perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decorated and ate their own butterfly cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0X2tYggI/AAAAAAAAC1U/CZrQxO4eYxM/s1600/PA160042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0X2tYggI/AAAAAAAAC1U/CZrQxO4eYxM/s320/PA160042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0b3wlE7I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/F43P4NuGTSg/s1600/PA160045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0b3wlE7I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/F43P4NuGTSg/s320/PA160045.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The adorable tea table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0jQiM4GI/AAAAAAAAC1c/dGvTQnK0epU/s1600/PA160047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0jQiM4GI/AAAAAAAAC1c/dGvTQnK0epU/s320/PA160047.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0ornj7qI/AAAAAAAAC1g/Va3RcmiGXx0/s1600/PA160048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0ornj7qI/AAAAAAAAC1g/Va3RcmiGXx0/s320/PA160048.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0tE66iCI/AAAAAAAAC1k/gqx4Pw59IbQ/s1600/PA160049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0tE66iCI/AAAAAAAAC1k/gqx4Pw59IbQ/s320/PA160049.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0ysHr9nI/AAAAAAAAC1o/-ddW0idUItw/s1600/PA160050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0ysHr9nI/AAAAAAAAC1o/-ddW0idUItw/s320/PA160050.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Th birthday girl's baby sister got a little tutu action as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy03Ps65NI/AAAAAAAAC1s/5W0bbw3vyvA/s1600/PA160052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy03Ps65NI/AAAAAAAAC1s/5W0bbw3vyvA/s320/PA160052.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't these girls the cutest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They loved their cups of tea and finger sandwiches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy08ICbozI/AAAAAAAAC1w/vnIT9b_1G9o/s1600/PA160053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy08ICbozI/AAAAAAAAC1w/vnIT9b_1G9o/s320/PA160053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1SKIti8I/AAAAAAAAC2A/YO3oC5-Gz0A/s1600/PA160072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1SKIti8I/AAAAAAAAC2A/YO3oC5-Gz0A/s320/PA160072.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But of course, they're two, so their attentions quickly moved on to the outdoor toys sitting enticingly nearby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1Ck_lRUI/AAAAAAAAC10/9nf_mOxTVnE/s1600/PA160063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1Ck_lRUI/AAAAAAAAC10/9nf_mOxTVnE/s320/PA160063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1G6DzgWI/AAAAAAAAC14/JwNY3ur7s6Y/s1600/PA160069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1G6DzgWI/AAAAAAAAC14/JwNY3ur7s6Y/s320/PA160069.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Michaela is jumping in this one, but doesn't it look like she's flying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1KmVXyvI/AAAAAAAAC18/O8M4twRIYcM/s1600/PA160071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1KmVXyvI/AAAAAAAAC18/O8M4twRIYcM/s320/PA160071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;When it was cake time, Michaela decided to blow the candles out before the birthday girl did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1Wf_H8bI/AAAAAAAAC2E/S9BB7zhn0iQ/s1600/PA160087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1Wf_H8bI/AAAAAAAAC2E/S9BB7zhn0iQ/s320/PA160087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then eat from the big cake instead of the tiny piece on a plate in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1aYKjJ2I/AAAAAAAAC2I/cwcwBeDW1_A/s1600/PA160089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy1aYKjJ2I/AAAAAAAAC2I/cwcwBeDW1_A/s320/PA160089.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We'll have to work on that before her cousins birthday next weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-7835864017319780512?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/7835864017319780512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=7835864017319780512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7835864017319780512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7835864017319780512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/10/butterfly-wings-tutus.html' title='Butterfly Wings &amp; Tutu&apos;s'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TLy0X2tYggI/AAAAAAAAC1U/CZrQxO4eYxM/s72-c/PA160042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8419011564674427908</id><published>2010-10-11T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T05:45:02.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year</title><content type='html'>One year and one day ago I went to visit my mom.&amp;nbsp; The moment I walked in, I knew the moment was coming.&amp;nbsp; She was losing her battle with lung cancer.&amp;nbsp; She could hardly breathe and was hardly lucid.&amp;nbsp; Not unkindly, after a very short visit she asked me to leave.&amp;nbsp; She didn't want me to see her like that.&amp;nbsp; It was the last time I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago I sat at my dad's house, visiting.&amp;nbsp; It was sort of late in the day for a visit, not to mention a Sunday and Philip should have been at home getting ready for school the next day.&amp;nbsp; But he sensed that I needed to be around family because I knew what was coming.&amp;nbsp; When my phone rang, I was already prepared.&amp;nbsp; And yet I wasn't.&amp;nbsp; Nothing can prepare you for the death of a parent.&amp;nbsp; There is no feeling like knowing that I was never ever going to talk to her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost a year ago I sat in the church, numb and exhausted.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't been able to cry the entire week.&amp;nbsp; It was like my brain hadn't processed the fact that my mother was gone.&amp;nbsp; Until that moment.&amp;nbsp; As I saw my mom in the casket, and listened to the beautiful music coming from my friends in the choir, reality hit.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't stop crying.&amp;nbsp; I sat there surrounded by my sisters and we all&amp;nbsp;wept together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year and so much has changed.&amp;nbsp; I have a son now who brings me happiness and joy.&amp;nbsp; Michaela has grown one year older and is coming into her own as a little girl.&amp;nbsp; I have wonderful mommy friends who fill my days (and many a fun night out!) with laughter and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet there are things that still exist exactly as they were on that day one year ago.&amp;nbsp; Like the bag of fideo in my pantry, sitting unopened.&amp;nbsp; It was one of my favorite dishes of my mom's and I had bought it a week before she died, intending to call her up for the recipe.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, I always used to call her when I was elbow deep in the middle of cooking, looking to her for advice on how to salvage the dish.&amp;nbsp; I can't cook that bag because I know I won't be able to call her for help if something goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a picture that my mom gave me last summer.&amp;nbsp; A beautiful black and white picture of a little girl looking to her future as a woman.&amp;nbsp; I always loved it growing up and my mom gave it to me.&amp;nbsp; I put it in my garage waiting for a chance to hang it up.&amp;nbsp; And now I'm terrified to, because it will remind me of my mom every time I look at it.&amp;nbsp; So it just sits in my garage gathering dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how the littlest things can still set me off crying.&amp;nbsp; You would think that after a year, the grieving process would be over.&amp;nbsp; But there's not a day that goes by that I don't think of her.&amp;nbsp; That I don't wish I could talk to her or share with her the news of my day.&amp;nbsp; It pains me so much to know that she doesn't get to share in my joy of the kids.&amp;nbsp; She would have loved them and spoiled them rotten.&amp;nbsp; I would have rolled my eyes and complained to Philip, but it's what I would have wanted for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how after years of fighting and not getting along, I discovered how much I needed and loved her only to have her be taken away from me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I wish I could see her one more time,&amp;nbsp;or know that she's looking down on me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;I love you mom.&amp;nbsp; I miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=32559090&amp;amp;id=11606129" id="myphotolink" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="320" id="myphoto" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs279.snc1/10635_570314752617_11606129_33213625_4118333_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8419011564674427908?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8419011564674427908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8419011564674427908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8419011564674427908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8419011564674427908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-year.html' title='One Year'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1091310705362785123</id><published>2010-09-29T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T16:35:21.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That was close...</title><content type='html'>This morning started off kind of shaky.&amp;nbsp; I've got a couple of big projects on my plate and it feels like I haven't had a chance to just sit down and take a breath.&amp;nbsp; On top of that I was running a bit late to a potluck this morning and my dish was taking forever to cook and my son was screaming and refusing to nap and my daughter couldn't be plied with Dora, she wanted SCHOOL NOW! and I didn't have time to set up a school project for her and I just wanted her to leave me alone so I could finish getting us all ready, andforgoodnesssake, PLEASE JUST WATCH TV!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&amp;nbsp; I finally got us out of the door mostly on time (30 minutes late is mostly on time, right?), and we spent a lovely morning hanging out with friends.&amp;nbsp; And then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got home, I walked in the door and realized that the back door was wide open.&amp;nbsp; Wide open.&amp;nbsp; I must have left it open after I brought the dogs in before we left in such a hurry.&amp;nbsp; Forget the fact that we could have been robbed blind.&amp;nbsp; We have two declawed indoor kitties that have been with us longer than our dogs and children.&amp;nbsp; We love them.&amp;nbsp; If they got out they would be torn to shreds by the neighborhood kitties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I frantically started searching the house, knowing with a sinking feeling in my stomach that the cats were gone...the cats were gone...oh my god, my cats are gone!&amp;nbsp; And then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found them, sleeping peacefully under my bed.&amp;nbsp; Content and probably perfectly oblivious to the fact that the back door had been wide open for the past three hours.&amp;nbsp; I cannot even describe the feeling of joy I had when I found them.&amp;nbsp; All I can say is that someone above was looking out for my little kitties today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1091310705362785123?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1091310705362785123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1091310705362785123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1091310705362785123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1091310705362785123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/09/that-was-close.html' title='That was close...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1781188193696645388</id><published>2010-09-27T15:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T15:24:38.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>Tell me this isn't the most adorable thing on the entire planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7mt24NZWTWY?hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7mt24NZWTWY?hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1781188193696645388?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1781188193696645388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1781188193696645388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1781188193696645388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1781188193696645388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/09/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-5143899035755670552</id><published>2010-09-22T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:17:22.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>It's been raining all day.&amp;nbsp; So naturally we went outside to play. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp-4k66kYI/AAAAAAAACws/GOhR5fyvCvs/s1600/P9220048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp-4k66kYI/AAAAAAAACws/GOhR5fyvCvs/s320/P9220048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp_BDJAYWI/AAAAAAAACw0/Kf8dc6PzHy4/s1600/P9220049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp_BDJAYWI/AAAAAAAACw0/Kf8dc6PzHy4/s320/P9220049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp_2Z28LWI/AAAAAAAACxs/AFzki7UZntk/s320/P9220056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp_8pEhsZI/AAAAAAAACx0/GsAd6vSnM_4/s1600/P9220057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp_8pEhsZI/AAAAAAAACx0/GsAd6vSnM_4/s320/P9220057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-5143899035755670552?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/5143899035755670552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=5143899035755670552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5143899035755670552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/5143899035755670552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/09/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp-4k66kYI/AAAAAAAACws/GOhR5fyvCvs/s72-c/P9220048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-4120718842534952346</id><published>2010-09-22T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:08:24.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy, Get Your Shotgun...</title><content type='html'>...because this won't be as adorable in 15 years when she's riding away on some boy's motorcycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp9lZ0o0jI/AAAAAAAACwM/CHk4UbJY_c4/s1600/P9210039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp9lZ0o0jI/AAAAAAAACwM/CHk4UbJY_c4/s320/P9210039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp9sXCIDAI/AAAAAAAACwU/nybXgOg-1YE/s1600/P9210040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJp9sXCIDAI/AAAAAAAACwU/nybXgOg-1YE/s320/P9210040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We had friends over for dinner last night and we had a lovely time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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text-align: center;"&gt;We went to our State Fair today and the kids had so much fun!&amp;nbsp; They have this fun little farm area where the kids can pretend to harvest food.&amp;nbsp; Michaela loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ7-XyjmfI/AAAAAAAACrk/PUg3opE2vxE/s1600/P9160002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ7-XyjmfI/AAAAAAAACrk/PUg3opE2vxE/s320/P9160002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8FWfqZJI/AAAAAAAACrs/ZbWQCb-cSsg/s1600/P9160003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8FWfqZJI/AAAAAAAACrs/ZbWQCb-cSsg/s320/P9160003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8MX3_gyI/AAAAAAAACr0/-7MARUy3aDw/s1600/P9160005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8MX3_gyI/AAAAAAAACr0/-7MARUy3aDw/s320/P9160005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8jf12lpI/AAAAAAAACsM/LarAp8CHuNo/s1600/P9160013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8jf12lpI/AAAAAAAACsM/LarAp8CHuNo/s320/P9160013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8togHjPI/AAAAAAAACsU/pS7aLv4iL_Y/s1600/P9160014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8togHjPI/AAAAAAAACsU/pS7aLv4iL_Y/s320/P9160014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She even got to rope a (fake) steer and ride a (fake) horse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8VTOsJ7I/AAAAAAAACr8/NGDALgsHr28/s1600/P9160006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8VTOsJ7I/AAAAAAAACr8/NGDALgsHr28/s320/P9160006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8c_vjGvI/AAAAAAAACsE/kfE0ykv6lkk/s1600/P9160008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ8c_vjGvI/AAAAAAAACsE/kfE0ykv6lkk/s320/P9160008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then on the way to the Petting Zoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ850oZBlI/AAAAAAAACsc/Yx2jhi57ybU/s1600/P9160015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ850oZBlI/AAAAAAAACsc/Yx2jhi57ybU/s320/P9160015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She spotted the REAL ponies and spent the next 10 minutes whining mercilessly.&amp;nbsp; I don't usually give in to the demands of pint-size dictators, but then I started remembering when my parents used to let me ride the ponies at the fair and I couldn't resist.&amp;nbsp; It was a good decision, Michaela loved it!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9A7oKG0I/AAAAAAAACsk/i-7TyhBPDwU/s1600/P9160016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9A7oKG0I/AAAAAAAACsk/i-7TyhBPDwU/s320/P9160016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She was so happy and proud of herself!&amp;nbsp; It was definitely the best part of her day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9Ig6fHrI/AAAAAAAACss/ZH5WqxRMQVI/s1600/P9160017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9Ig6fHrI/AAAAAAAACss/ZH5WqxRMQVI/s320/P9160017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rafael kept himself entertained with a balloon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9Vj7NzyI/AAAAAAAACs8/ez7ml-5ChUk/s1600/P9160021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9Vj7NzyI/AAAAAAAACs8/ez7ml-5ChUk/s320/P9160021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9cZRTNQI/AAAAAAAACtE/4umqEN6L0HQ/s1600/P9160023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9cZRTNQI/AAAAAAAACtE/4umqEN6L0HQ/s320/P9160023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and just hanging out in the stroller and people watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-OOOgxMI/AAAAAAAACt0/wmS4Ywr2CUo/s1600/P9160031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-OOOgxMI/AAAAAAAACt0/wmS4Ywr2CUo/s320/P9160031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Michaela spent the rest of the morning playing around in the various kid areas.&amp;nbsp; Like the&amp;nbsp; "sand"box filled with dry corn kernels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9PJuN4JI/AAAAAAAACs0/Zjg6f5qp-NM/s1600/P9160020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9PJuN4JI/AAAAAAAACs0/Zjg6f5qp-NM/s320/P9160020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Making some art...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-UFkfbUI/AAAAAAAACt8/VGcW4Dj7ej0/s1600/P9160032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-UFkfbUI/AAAAAAAACt8/VGcW4Dj7ej0/s320/P9160032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and playing with blocks, turtles, fossils and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9m5foV-I/AAAAAAAACtM/CSGWqnkMn0w/s1600/P9160024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9m5foV-I/AAAAAAAACtM/CSGWqnkMn0w/s320/P9160024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9wycDvCI/AAAAAAAACtU/ILWX7S7dXIk/s1600/P9160026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ9wycDvCI/AAAAAAAACtU/ILWX7S7dXIk/s320/P9160026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ94pb4pVI/AAAAAAAACtc/iHyR2f_NUyY/s1600/P9160028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ94pb4pVI/AAAAAAAACtc/iHyR2f_NUyY/s320/P9160028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-AUykuZI/AAAAAAAACtk/agURKcdZLJ4/s1600/P9160029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-AUykuZI/AAAAAAAACtk/agURKcdZLJ4/s320/P9160029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-HPBDLSI/AAAAAAAACts/a7w_MhKHhWs/s1600/P9160030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-HPBDLSI/AAAAAAAACts/a7w_MhKHhWs/s320/P9160030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids were tired out when we got home!&amp;nbsp; Although when Rafael woke up from his nap, he rediscovered that awesome balloon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-c7B7vrI/AAAAAAAACuE/bacJ6UTZbKs/s1600/P9160035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-c7B7vrI/AAAAAAAACuE/bacJ6UTZbKs/s320/P9160035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-nCcnA1I/AAAAAAAACuM/Na7bFxc2hu8/s1600/P9160038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ-nCcnA1I/AAAAAAAACuM/Na7bFxc2hu8/s320/P9160038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-7905183429670016925?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/7905183429670016925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=7905183429670016925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7905183429670016925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7905183429670016925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/09/state-fair.html' title='State Fair'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TJJ7-XyjmfI/AAAAAAAACrk/PUg3opE2vxE/s72-c/P9160002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-3883758698666179806</id><published>2010-09-09T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T15:10:11.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumbling Queen</title><content type='html'>This summer Michaela took a tumbling class and she was so cute! Here she is stretching with Daddy:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrJHOEplI/AAAAAAAACeg/vbtsMcDScpU/s1600/P7070070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491694599925966418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrJHOEplI/AAAAAAAACeg/vbtsMcDScpU/s320/P7070070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves going through the tunnel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrIoW6FHI/AAAAAAAACeY/G2CPH4TJXgM/s1600/P7070072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491694591641523314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrIoW6FHI/AAAAAAAACeY/G2CPH4TJXgM/s320/P7070072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrICvY1oI/AAAAAAAACeQ/dLWyVA9s3M8/s1600/P7070073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491694581543655042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrICvY1oI/AAAAAAAACeQ/dLWyVA9s3M8/s320/P7070073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrH2bN9_I/AAAAAAAACeI/TOeuk7Fq6Nc/s1600/P7070075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491694578237831154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrH2bN9_I/AAAAAAAACeI/TOeuk7Fq6Nc/s320/P7070075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She absolutely hates the balance beam. Oh well, maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrHTLK0nI/AAAAAAAACeA/MDF2oGiUctI/s1600/P7070076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491694568775275122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrHTLK0nI/AAAAAAAACeA/MDF2oGiUctI/s320/P7070076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a video of her rolling. Towards the end is a great hilarious bit of her dancing with her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ihx8xlhh41Y?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ihx8xlhh41Y?hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be taking another class this fall. She's taken them twice before so this will be her 4th class! &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/1389290348956181805-3883758698666179806?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/3883758698666179806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=3883758698666179806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3883758698666179806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3883758698666179806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/09/tumbling-queen.html' title='Tumbling Queen'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDZrJHOEplI/AAAAAAAACeg/vbtsMcDScpU/s72-c/P7070070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8917949482972714782</id><published>2010-09-08T17:24:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:35:01.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Botanic Gardens</title><content type='html'>We had a really nice outing today with some of our friends.  We went to the local Botanic Gardens and let the kids run around and explore!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4nDMRKWI/AAAAAAAACo8/n-Yja6OVJ1g/s1600/P9080004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719987237988706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4nDMRKWI/AAAAAAAACo8/n-Yja6OVJ1g/s320/P9080004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4m5dpvyI/AAAAAAAACo0/kMP4umFX1Cc/s1600/P9080007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719984626548514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4m5dpvyI/AAAAAAAACo0/kMP4umFX1Cc/s320/P9080007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4meds3UI/AAAAAAAACos/0ZEaW0BGMDY/s1600/P9080008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719977378995522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4meds3UI/AAAAAAAACos/0ZEaW0BGMDY/s320/P9080008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4lhpDasI/AAAAAAAACok/LTazVWJ0Ly8/s1600/P9080010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719961052048066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4lhpDasI/AAAAAAAACok/LTazVWJ0Ly8/s320/P9080010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4lJPEKgI/AAAAAAAACoc/uVmE9mDpRvg/s1600/P9080011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719954500594178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4lJPEKgI/AAAAAAAACoc/uVmE9mDpRvg/s320/P9080011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg32pmZeqI/AAAAAAAACoU/U9h5ZMs9QMw/s1600/P9080012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719155734543010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg32pmZeqI/AAAAAAAACoU/U9h5ZMs9QMw/s320/P9080012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg32UKomWI/AAAAAAAACoM/8TZ6X7Wu2Ls/s1600/P9080013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719149980948834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg32UKomWI/AAAAAAAACoM/8TZ6X7Wu2Ls/s320/P9080013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg313hPVsI/AAAAAAAACoE/SjXqmrFUUVY/s1600/P9080016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719142291134146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg313hPVsI/AAAAAAAACoE/SjXqmrFUUVY/s320/P9080016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg31XeW-cI/AAAAAAAACn8/stxWY9mTiFQ/s1600/P9080018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719133689117122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg31XeW-cI/AAAAAAAACn8/stxWY9mTiFQ/s320/P9080018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg31Gcw4QI/AAAAAAAACn0/pnpuTmcbELQ/s1600/P9080019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514719129119023362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg31Gcw4QI/AAAAAAAACn0/pnpuTmcbELQ/s320/P9080019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2y_gm6OI/AAAAAAAACns/mZAHOu4fWwk/s1600/P9080021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514717993384732898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2y_gm6OI/AAAAAAAACns/mZAHOu4fWwk/s320/P9080021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2yUhey-I/AAAAAAAACnk/jIuFLXmEEik/s1600/P9080023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514717981845670882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2yUhey-I/AAAAAAAACnk/jIuFLXmEEik/s320/P9080023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2xzo2ERI/AAAAAAAACnc/xAwVAd_u7w0/s1600/P9080028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514717973018186002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2xzo2ERI/AAAAAAAACnc/xAwVAd_u7w0/s320/P9080028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2xstMzvI/AAAAAAAACnU/FWAJNUq_IAc/s1600/P9080031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514717971157405426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2xstMzvI/AAAAAAAACnU/FWAJNUq_IAc/s320/P9080031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2xFb-FVI/AAAAAAAACnM/By-keG1aoZM/s1600/P9080033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514717960616154450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg2xFb-FVI/AAAAAAAACnM/By-keG1aoZM/s320/P9080033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8917949482972714782?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8917949482972714782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8917949482972714782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8917949482972714782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8917949482972714782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/09/botanic-gardens.html' title='Botanic Gardens'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TIg4nDMRKWI/AAAAAAAACo8/n-Yja6OVJ1g/s72-c/P9080004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-6043346354801559291</id><published>2010-08-25T11:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T12:03:19.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Will the Tantrum Barfing Stop?!?</title><content type='html'>Today we had a "throw such a bad tantrum in the grocery store that we have to leave without groceries" moment.  It was wonderful.  Especially the part before we left the grocery store where people were actually stopping and pointing at us as they whispered to their shopping companions what a horrible child I had.  Seriously, all that was missing was some popcorn and some lawn chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started because I had the nerve to unbuckle her from her carseat instead of letting her do it herself.  Because I was in a hurry and because when she does it herself it takes her 10 minutes and for-the-love-of-God, just let me take it off for you already!  So she was already kicking and screaming before we walked into the store.  And I made the rookie mistake of thinking "oh, she'll calm down, it will be fine".  It was not fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to top it off, once we got back to the car after our wonderful mid-shopping tantrum, it just got worse as she started screaming "I wanna go back inside!!!!!  Back inside!!!!!!!"  As I wrestled her writhing, kicking, screaming body into her carseat, she got so bad that she threw up all over herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I gave the day up for lost.  On the way home I stopped quickly at a friends house to tell her that we wouldn't be making it to our regularly planned "put the kids to nap in a separate room and surrender ourselves to 3 trashy hours of Kardashians" date that was in half an hour.  She saw how upset I was so being the good friend she is, she gave me a half a loaf of freshly baked banana chocolate chip bread to take home.  Which I promptly ate in it's entirety during the 2 minute drive home.  Emotional eating at it's best, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only comfort (other than that glorious bread!) is that I get to hang out with my girlfriends this evening at a pedi party.  Sangria here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-6043346354801559291?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/6043346354801559291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=6043346354801559291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6043346354801559291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6043346354801559291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-will-tantrum-barfing-stop.html' title='When Will the Tantrum Barfing Stop?!?'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2981498658459086172</id><published>2010-08-22T16:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T16:46:38.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tot School</title><content type='html'>I'll be starting my Tot School posts at my &lt;a href="http://homeschooloftheblogosphere.blogspot.com/"&gt;new blog&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow if you're interested in following along. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2981498658459086172?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2981498658459086172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2981498658459086172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2981498658459086172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2981498658459086172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/08/tot-school.html' title='Tot School'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-3751068314453561665</id><published>2010-08-03T13:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:12:01.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's been sitting on his own for about a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501386127385302978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TFjZiQcQF8I/AAAAAAAACfU/q7l_BevPc0I/s320/P7110015.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He started eating baby food and less than a month later he promptly decided that he was above being spoon fed. As in every time I bring a babyfood filled spoon within a five foot radius of his mouth he screams bloody murder. So I gave in and he's happily learning how to stuff soft foods into his own mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501386117932461506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TFjZhtOhLcI/AAAAAAAACfE/F671ODuFjT0/s320/P8010143.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's stubborn. (Wonder where he got that from?) He knows what he want and he knows how to get it.  (Loving eyes and adorable smiles in case you're wondering.  Or screaming.  Either way he has us wrapped around his little finger).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501386119252772130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TFjZhyJThSI/AAAAAAAACfM/-Gf2cIqQFss/s320/P7040061.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's a master sleeper. About a week before we went to San Antonio we realized that he had to be sleeping on his own. The bed we would be staying on at Philip's mom's house was a full and there was no way all three of us could fit on it. So we put him in his own room and *gasp* let him cry it out. I know, I know, I'm a horrible mommy. The longest he's ever cried was 30 minutes and now a few weeks later he never cries at all. I figured he's 8 months old. He doesn't need to eat in the middle of the night anymore, and the better rested he is at night the happier he'll be. And he is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The quiet baby moments are swiftly passing by. He wants to be playing and getting into things, not snuggling. But those magical times when he's sleepy or nursing or just in a quiet mood, I hold him close and try to breathe in every moment of baby bliss while I still can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-3751068314453561665?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/3751068314453561665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=3751068314453561665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3751068314453561665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3751068314453561665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/08/boy.html' title='The Boy'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TFjZiQcQF8I/AAAAAAAACfU/q7l_BevPc0I/s72-c/P7110015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-3277428935322750090</id><published>2010-07-11T20:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:55:32.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love...Lamp?</title><content type='html'>Today as my dear child was running around naked in the front room while I made dinner I heard her say "I love you books!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when her daddy found her strapping some of her books into the double stroller like they were her babies.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDqQq_i5lgI/AAAAAAAACew/FQrrBIbq1aI/s1600/P7110012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492861763818460674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDqQq_i5lgI/AAAAAAAACew/FQrrBIbq1aI/s320/P7110012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDqQqV7cIbI/AAAAAAAACeo/mg-B_3lMA2I/s1600/P7110013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492861752647098802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDqQqV7cIbI/AAAAAAAACeo/mg-B_3lMA2I/s320/P7110013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the sad nerdy little tree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*20 points if you can tell me what movie the title comes from. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-3277428935322750090?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/3277428935322750090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=3277428935322750090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3277428935322750090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3277428935322750090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-lovelamp.html' title='I Love...Lamp?'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TDqQq_i5lgI/AAAAAAAACew/FQrrBIbq1aI/s72-c/P7110012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8456293832433162883</id><published>2010-07-09T06:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T06:36:45.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Two Arms Just Aren't Enough</title><content type='html'>Last night I was woken up in the middle of the night by Philip searching around the room for the gripe water.  Michaela was awake and she was screaming uncontrollably over some nightmare she had.  Unintentionally, Philip's searching and Michaela's screams had woken Rafael up too so he was also crying.  I started searching around for the gripe water also, but for the life of me could not find it anywhere.  On one of my umpteenth trips around the house to search, Michaela saw or heard me and called out for me to hold her.  I stood there in the hallway looking at my baby girl who was so upset, and even though Philip was hugging her and trying to comfort her, in that moment she wanted me.  Across the hallway Rafael was screaming, angry that he had been woken up and just wanting some comfort to get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you have two children that need you at the same time?  It is probably one of the hardest things to deal with when you have two children.  I can only imagine what a mom with 3 or more little ones feels like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that Michaela needed me just a little bit more at that moment so I picked her up and snuggled her until her sobbing became more even and she was able to calm down a little bit.  Philip walked Rafael around and around the house until he calmed down and for a moment the house was quiet.  After a while Michaela asked for "Daddy hold you" so I switched off with Philip and he was able to get her back to sleep while I got Rafael back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful I have such a loving husband who knows how to be tender and comforting to his children, because right now my two arms just aren't enough, and probably never will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8456293832433162883?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8456293832433162883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8456293832433162883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8456293832433162883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8456293832433162883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-two-arms-just-arent-enough.html' title='When Two Arms Just Aren&apos;t Enough'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-3885667224382158560</id><published>2010-06-17T13:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T14:11:58.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Trip - Part 3</title><content type='html'>We drove back to Chicago the next morning and dropped Philip's cousin off at the airport.  Our hotel room wasn't ready yet, so we ate lunch and then played at a little park until it was.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqEdBGLcqI/AAAAAAAACc0/dJO0CJJgRlA/s1600/P6130592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483841130322424482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqEdBGLcqI/AAAAAAAACc0/dJO0CJJgRlA/s320/P6130592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqEcpi1A4I/AAAAAAAACcs/XE2_RdVPv2M/s1600/P6130594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483841124000138114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqEcpi1A4I/AAAAAAAACcs/XE2_RdVPv2M/s320/P6130594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried to go to a little frozen custard place in Lincoln Park but the traffic was so bad and there was no parking at all, so we ended up just eating at McDonalds and heading back to the hotel.  Luckily we saw another frozen custard place on the way back, so we ate there and then relaxed for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD_TRDivI/AAAAAAAACck/RSKWtt2Z68M/s1600/P6130596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483840619803806450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD_TRDivI/AAAAAAAACck/RSKWtt2Z68M/s320/P6130596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD-7kHj3I/AAAAAAAACcc/63PR90PwHz4/s1600/P6130597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483840613441310578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD-7kHj3I/AAAAAAAACcc/63PR90PwHz4/s320/P6130597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next morning we packed up and headed to the Lincoln Park Zoo.  Again, the traffic was really bad, it started raining, and we had to make a 2:30pm flight home anyway, so we didn't get to see all that we wanted, but it was still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD-f_VnhI/AAAAAAAACcU/v9b4cu2-MS4/s1600/P6140605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483840606039285266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD-f_VnhI/AAAAAAAACcU/v9b4cu2-MS4/s320/P6140605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD9yYy3jI/AAAAAAAACcM/letMeiqOzLM/s1600/P6140606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483840593798028850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD9yYy3jI/AAAAAAAACcM/letMeiqOzLM/s320/P6140606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD9QNOEWI/AAAAAAAACcE/v1D5hvxYo54/s1600/P6140608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483840584622674274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqD9QNOEWI/AAAAAAAACcE/v1D5hvxYo54/s320/P6140608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The flight home was horrible.  We ran out of Michaela's diapers and didn't have room to pack a newly purchased package so we tried to use up the last of her swim diapers instead.  Apparently swim diapers don't hold as much as regular diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she peed out of her swim diaper at the airport and we had already checked our luggage so she was running around pants-less.  I was THAT mother.  Then she decided to throw a tantrum right before we got on the plane, about the same time Rafael decided he was hungry.  So we boarded the airplane with 2 screaming children, trying really hard to ignore the glares from the flight attendants and other passengers.  Rafael calmed down as soon as we sat down and I could feed him.  2 hours into the 4 hour flight, Michaela finally calmed down a bit and was able to play with some toys the lovely flight attendants had plied her with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so glad to finally get home and relax.  I'll tell you though, that experience is not something I would wish on my greatest enemy!  I think we'll stick to driving from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-3885667224382158560?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/3885667224382158560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=3885667224382158560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3885667224382158560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3885667224382158560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/06/chicago-trip-part-3.html' title='Chicago Trip - Part 3'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBqEdBGLcqI/AAAAAAAACc0/dJO0CJJgRlA/s72-c/P6130592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1507950061951723367</id><published>2010-06-17T12:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T13:17:42.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Trip - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; After we left the Children's Museum, we picked up Philip's cousin from the airport and drove down to Southbend. We had been planning to meet up with a good friend who lives in Michigan for dinner after we dropped off Philip's cousin and let the kids take a quick nap at our bed and breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately the traffic was really bad and we didn't count on there being a difference in time zones. We didn't get a chance to get back to the B&amp;amp;B for naps, but we were still able to get together with our friend, the woman who had been campus minister when we were in college. She was like a second mother to me and I was so glad we were able to meet up.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483824763205792898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp1kU1fNII/AAAAAAAACbM/0FtPy9OY1-c/s320/P6100517.JPG" /&gt;Then we drove to our B&amp;amp;B, which was absolutely amazing!  We had to drive through a long winding road in the forest to get to it.  I felt like we were driving to the Cullen's house.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483828686643851410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp5IsyA8JI/AAAAAAAACb8/pppRKfsrjMI/s320/P6130590.JPG" /&gt;It was basically a little apartment over a family's garage.  It was so great, and so private as opposed to a hotel.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483828677088510002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp5IJL2ADI/AAAAAAAACb0/wPKNIl8oic0/s320/P6130588.JPG" /&gt;They had kids too, so they had a little jungle gym that Michaela took full advantage of.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483828662762056178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp5HT0JqfI/AAAAAAAACbs/QI2qS4YmwDY/s320/P6130589.JPG" /&gt;The next day we just relaxed and went to the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner.  Michaela screamed through most of the rehearsal, so I was a little worried about whether or not she actually make it down the aisle for the wedding.  I ended up walking with her, but she did great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp1j29fiMI/AAAAAAAACbE/xFNxCoXpvvI/s1600/P6120526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483824755186305218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp1j29fiMI/AAAAAAAACbE/xFNxCoXpvvI/s320/P6120526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As soon as she got down the aisle I whisked her to a quiet area right outside the entrance and bribed the quietness out of her with toys and books.  She wasn't really into taking formal pictures afterward but she did wander over with a cookie in hand and plopped herself down right next to the bride and groom.  I'm sure those were some cute pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp1jfnR-yI/AAAAAAAACa8/YeCld7fi6C4/s1600/P6120548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483824748919126818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp1jfnR-yI/AAAAAAAACa8/YeCld7fi6C4/s320/P6120548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Philip with his mom &amp;amp; cousin, who is the brides brother and is becoming a priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp1iu_zoZI/AAAAAAAACa0/mxv00QEgfwY/s1600/P6120553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483824735868658066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp1iu_zoZI/AAAAAAAACa0/mxv00QEgfwY/s320/P6120553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp0xYBritI/AAAAAAAACas/JRpx_3hDtQE/s1600/P6120560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483823887888911058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp0xYBritI/AAAAAAAACas/JRpx_3hDtQE/s320/P6120560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My handsome man with his Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp0wz-PSbI/AAAAAAAACak/CQKqs-vVsW8/s1600/P6120567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483823878210800050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp0wz-PSbI/AAAAAAAACak/CQKqs-vVsW8/s320/P6120567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The flower girl &amp;amp; ring bearer, having fun now that they are out of their fancy clothes.  By the way, Michaela had been pulling at her dress the whole day and I just thought she was uncomfortable.  Turns out she had a needle sewn inside the lining that was stabbing her the whole time!  Yeah, we'll be getting a refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp0vlvUe3I/AAAAAAAACaU/9ESK4hgDj28/s1600/P6120581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483823857210260338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp0vlvUe3I/AAAAAAAACaU/9ESK4hgDj28/s320/P6120581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Philip is showing them the way to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp0u0ddvPI/AAAAAAAACaM/yDpHFqKfoUY/s1600/P6120584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483823843982032114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp0u0ddvPI/AAAAAAAACaM/yDpHFqKfoUY/s320/P6120584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1507950061951723367?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1507950061951723367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1507950061951723367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1507950061951723367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1507950061951723367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/06/chicago-trip-part-2.html' title='Chicago Trip - Part 2'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBp1kU1fNII/AAAAAAAACbM/0FtPy9OY1-c/s72-c/P6100517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-3445643462529201334</id><published>2010-06-17T06:25:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T12:09:29.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Trip - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Philip's cousin got married this past weekend in South Bend Indiana and had asked Michaela to be her flower girl.  So this past Wednesday we loaded the kids into the van and headed out, knowing a  4 day road trip would be better than several hours on a plane with screaming children.  Oh wait, no, we weren't that smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the flight over was fine.  Other than me losing the folder with our passports, the kids birth certificates and our boarding passes.  Yeah.  Thankfully a very kind TSA agent found them and had Southwest page us.  After that, things went smoothly.  Michaela was kept occupied with various toys, books, and snacks, and Rafael slept most of the time.  Michaela had a little bit of a meltdown when we landed, but that was understandable considering she had been up since 4:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rented a van and drove to our hotel in downtown Chicago.  It was right on the river and so beautiful!  After the kids took a little nap we headed out for a walk downtown and ended up at a huge public fountain in Millenium Park.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomwRQLbxI/AAAAAAAACaE/QBpdZu768ZQ/s1600/P6090422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483738106983837458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomwRQLbxI/AAAAAAAACaE/QBpdZu768ZQ/s320/P6090422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michaela had such a blast running around and getting soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomv4QVt1I/AAAAAAAACZ8/0z861UZQ5Wo/s1600/P6090424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483738100273624914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomv4QVt1I/AAAAAAAACZ8/0z861UZQ5Wo/s320/P6090424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomvYadOJI/AAAAAAAACZ0/qXMvbdYTJts/s1600/P6090425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483738091726125202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomvYadOJI/AAAAAAAACZ0/qXMvbdYTJts/s320/P6090425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomunsoccI/AAAAAAAACZs/rkM83CUaW90/s1600/P6090432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483738078649020866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomunsoccI/AAAAAAAACZs/rkM83CUaW90/s320/P6090432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomuK8SvII/AAAAAAAACZk/x8gWuO8ldk8/s1600/P6090443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483738070930078850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomuK8SvII/AAAAAAAACZk/x8gWuO8ldk8/s320/P6090443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we went back to the hotel to dry her off, we returned for dinner at a restaurant in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomEnij-XI/AAAAAAAACZc/t7BsvOHKwKY/s1600/P6090447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483737357052279154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomEnij-XI/AAAAAAAACZc/t7BsvOHKwKY/s320/P6090447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little bird had built a nest right over the entrance to the restaurant and attacked the back of my head right after I took this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomD63NFmI/AAAAAAAACZU/qahsljRb5Rc/s1600/P6090450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483737345059264098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomD63NFmI/AAAAAAAACZU/qahsljRb5Rc/s320/P6090450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we visited the "bean," which was kind of cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomDSrhpEI/AAAAAAAACZM/j_3_q_CtvSg/s1600/P6090452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483737334272861250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomDSrhpEI/AAAAAAAACZM/j_3_q_CtvSg/s320/P6090452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomCzpUmDI/AAAAAAAACZE/mpK-2Hu5rqM/s1600/P6090455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483737325942118450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomCzpUmDI/AAAAAAAACZE/mpK-2Hu5rqM/s320/P6090455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomCfp_qTI/AAAAAAAACY8/LFUATIzVwOM/s1600/P6090458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483737320576231730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomCfp_qTI/AAAAAAAACY8/LFUATIzVwOM/s320/P6090458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Philip's mom flew in late that evening and the next morning we went to the Children's Museum on Navy Pier.  The exhibits were amazing and we could have easily spent the rest of the day there if we hadn't of had to drive down to South Bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolaE-WmzI/AAAAAAAACY0/PtCy8WB6Jh8/s1600/P6100469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483736626219096882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolaE-WmzI/AAAAAAAACY0/PtCy8WB6Jh8/s320/P6100469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolZi3y8bI/AAAAAAAACYs/sHIAe7Wz7UA/s1600/P6100474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483736617064788402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolZi3y8bI/AAAAAAAACYs/sHIAe7Wz7UA/s320/P6100474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolZCmQsUI/AAAAAAAACYk/Y5T05L_FawQ/s1600/P6100478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483736608401305922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolZCmQsUI/AAAAAAAACYk/Y5T05L_FawQ/s320/P6100478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolYtfcxDI/AAAAAAAACYc/0q1wozCOIro/s1600/P6100479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483736602735592498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolYtfcxDI/AAAAAAAACYc/0q1wozCOIro/s320/P6100479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolYFod5VI/AAAAAAAACYU/-mCnPJniL30/s1600/P6100481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483736592035997010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBolYFod5VI/AAAAAAAACYU/-mCnPJniL30/s320/P6100481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokqvvUPUI/AAAAAAAACYM/bFoBHtNYvQ8/s1600/P6100484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483735813065030978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokqvvUPUI/AAAAAAAACYM/bFoBHtNYvQ8/s320/P6100484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokqIEdGHI/AAAAAAAACYE/d3K_3NefQdk/s1600/P6100489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483735802416273522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokqIEdGHI/AAAAAAAACYE/d3K_3NefQdk/s320/P6100489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokpkP51hI/AAAAAAAACX8/y4C_wm4IWlg/s1600/P6100492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483735792800618002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokpkP51hI/AAAAAAAACX8/y4C_wm4IWlg/s320/P6100492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokpOq4zdI/AAAAAAAACX0/IqhochtNdFI/s1600/P6100494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483735787008216530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokpOq4zdI/AAAAAAAACX0/IqhochtNdFI/s320/P6100494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokoT678uI/AAAAAAAACXs/WqscoPCk8Bc/s1600/P6100507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483735771237839586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBokoT678uI/AAAAAAAACXs/WqscoPCk8Bc/s320/P6100507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBoji_PARCI/AAAAAAAACXk/vSOnJmBdI9Q/s1600/P6100501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483734580273890338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBoji_PARCI/AAAAAAAACXk/vSOnJmBdI9Q/s320/P6100501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBojiXrXiYI/AAAAAAAACXc/dextDN-htkg/s1600/P6100506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483734569655437698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBojiXrXiYI/AAAAAAAACXc/dextDN-htkg/s320/P6100506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBojhJP3RoI/AAAAAAAACXM/TRS181zuU2c/s1600/P6100513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483734548602111618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBojhJP3RoI/AAAAAAAACXM/TRS181zuU2c/s320/P6100513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-3445643462529201334?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/3445643462529201334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=3445643462529201334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3445643462529201334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3445643462529201334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/06/chicago-trip-part-1.html' title='Chicago Trip - Part 1'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/TBomwRQLbxI/AAAAAAAACaE/QBpdZu768ZQ/s72-c/P6090422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-6092229350869942674</id><published>2010-05-20T12:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T13:01:04.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast Time</title><content type='html'>I asked Michaela if she had finished her breakfast and she told me that her babies were eating the rest.  Apparently this teeny tiny gorilla and the number 2 are her babies.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S_WS_jUIsOI/AAAAAAAACW8/Ojx6viJ1S8U/s1600/P5180268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473442542647816418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S_WS_jUIsOI/AAAAAAAACW8/Ojx6viJ1S8U/s320/P5180268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next morning she had her monkeys join her for breakfast.  She even gave them plates with their own food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S_WS_G4aBMI/AAAAAAAACW0/xE7a-gEqPbA/s1600/P5190271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473442535015318722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S_WS_G4aBMI/AAAAAAAACW0/xE7a-gEqPbA/s320/P5190271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love how her little mind works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-6092229350869942674?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/6092229350869942674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=6092229350869942674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6092229350869942674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6092229350869942674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/05/breakfast-time.html' title='Breakfast Time'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S_WS_jUIsOI/AAAAAAAACW8/Ojx6viJ1S8U/s72-c/P5180268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8950327013025324534</id><published>2010-05-15T13:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:35:03.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it's really easy to get really down on my life and wish we had more. I see the families with nicer houses, nicer cars, money to go out and do amazing things with. I look around and think of the improvements I would make to our house and to our life if we had a little bit more money. I get jealous of the couples without children or with older children who can go out, go on vacation, go to the bathroom alone or take longer than a 5 minute shower while the baby is screaming in the background for goodness sake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then I realize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a home that is ours. In a nice neighborhood, with enough room for our growing family. We are not upside down on our payments. We are not in any risk of losing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have two vehicles that are ours free and clear. They are not the top of the line, but they are ours. We don't have to worry about monthly payments or unnecessary credit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have no outstanding debt and while it would be nice to have a bit more money, we have enough to create a safe little "just in case" nest egg for ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have food in our stomaches, clothes on our backs, and a faith in God that will get us through anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have two gorgeous kids who are normal, healthy and happy. They make my heart so full of love that sometimes it feels like it will burst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Philip and I. We have each other. We're a team in this marriage and a team in raising our children. We are the steady and safe foundation for our little family. Watching how hard Philip works to provide for us, and how loving he is towards me and the kids, I know just how lucky and blessed I am.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471597342690368546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-8Eyx0H3CI/AAAAAAAACWU/suBS-JewN_8/s320/26932_1424981347601_1324790576_1109056_5173943_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've realized that if I spend my entire life thinking about what could be, or what it would be nice to have, I'll waste all the time I could have spent enjoying what is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471597352823522658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-8EzXkDhWI/AAAAAAAACWc/ksToC4vIQA8/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's perfect.&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/1389290348956181805-8950327013025324534?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8950327013025324534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8950327013025324534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8950327013025324534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8950327013025324534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/05/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-8Eyx0H3CI/AAAAAAAACWU/suBS-JewN_8/s72-c/26932_1424981347601_1324790576_1109056_5173943_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-782066960393053571</id><published>2010-05-12T07:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T07:14:34.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Preferences</title><content type='html'>Rafael has been reaching for and drooling over my food every time I hold him while I'm eating, so I decided to give him some real food.  If you can consider rice cereal real food.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3InbqsPI/AAAAAAAACWE/ijFcJ6-FABc/s1600/P5080201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470386056046751986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3InbqsPI/AAAAAAAACWE/ijFcJ6-FABc/s320/P5080201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was not at all pleased.  Actually, he was pretty pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3IGKUQQI/AAAAAAAACV8/NSHc9KEG6IE/s1600/P5080203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470386047115608322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3IGKUQQI/AAAAAAAACV8/NSHc9KEG6IE/s320/P5080203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess he prefers to forage for food on his own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3HqkM5DI/AAAAAAAACV0/WB9GKuwPEiU/s1600/P5100213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470386039707984946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3HqkM5DI/AAAAAAAACV0/WB9GKuwPEiU/s320/P5100213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, hi there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3HeUqLDI/AAAAAAAACVs/ssejgccUGlI/s1600/P5100214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470386036421569586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3HeUqLDI/AAAAAAAACVs/ssejgccUGlI/s320/P5100214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What?  Have you ever tried it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3G1bDRUI/AAAAAAAACVk/4NIgXRa8Z2g/s1600/P5100218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470386025442526530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3G1bDRUI/AAAAAAAACVk/4NIgXRa8Z2g/s320/P5100218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-782066960393053571?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/782066960393053571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=782066960393053571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/782066960393053571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/782066960393053571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/05/food-preferences.html' title='Food Preferences'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q3InbqsPI/AAAAAAAACWE/ijFcJ6-FABc/s72-c/P5080201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-6492921821347786174</id><published>2010-05-12T06:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T07:04:14.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He'll be crawling soon!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when he's trying to get something he'll wiggle his little butt back and forth and occasionally will manage to scoot forward a tiny bit.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q0jSyZJbI/AAAAAAAACVc/TrsBiTyCkNY/s1600/P5080195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470383215826511282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q0jSyZJbI/AAAAAAAACVc/TrsBiTyCkNY/s320/P5080195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, I'm pretty sure he'll get there before his sister did, who didn't start crawling until 10 months and who screamed like a banshee whenever the horrors of tummy time were forced upon her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q0i2O0LlI/AAAAAAAACVU/GkrtmRWefEk/s1600/P5080197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470383208161095250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q0i2O0LlI/AAAAAAAACVU/GkrtmRWefEk/s320/P5080197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-6492921821347786174?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/6492921821347786174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=6492921821347786174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6492921821347786174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6492921821347786174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/05/hell-be-crawling-soon.html' title='He&apos;ll be crawling soon!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-q0jSyZJbI/AAAAAAAACVc/TrsBiTyCkNY/s72-c/P5080195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2642745456071088550</id><published>2010-05-07T12:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:58:42.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is very very sneaky...</title><content type='html'>Michaela isn't much of a dinner eater, but it's mostly because she eats so much the rest of the day.  Usually if she does eat dinner, it's because it's a type of food she really really enjoys.  So when I left her with a full plate the other night to go nurse the baby and came back to an empty plate, I was super glad that she liked my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to be honest I may have been completely disbelieving.  I checked the usual culprits.  There was no food in the trash can or on the floor.  The dogs were outside, so she couldn't have given it to them.  She hadn't thrown her full plate of food in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright, cool, I guess she really DID like my meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I found this the next day.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-Ruw6dn8lI/AAAAAAAACVE/43HMuGxtmho/s1600/P4280138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468617634140910162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-Ruw6dn8lI/AAAAAAAACVE/43HMuGxtmho/s320/P4280138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-Ruwa7pGbI/AAAAAAAACU8/sXyeogswz0I/s1600/P4280140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468617625676880306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-Ruwa7pGbI/AAAAAAAACU8/sXyeogswz0I/s320/P4280140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clever girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2642745456071088550?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2642745456071088550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2642745456071088550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2642745456071088550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2642745456071088550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-is-very-very-sneaky.html' title='She is very very sneaky...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S-Ruw6dn8lI/AAAAAAAACVE/43HMuGxtmho/s72-c/P4280138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2656685176214759165</id><published>2010-04-19T13:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T13:58:19.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Little Man</title><content type='html'>Rafael is almost 5 months old, and his personality has really started to shine through.  He's always been a happy little baby, but it so much more apparent now that he is awake and alert most of the time.  I hope to get a video of him laughing soon, because it's one of the greatest sounds in the world!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zDBBsI2gI/AAAAAAAACUs/9kkaIIM51Pw/s1600/P4110018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461954870494419458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zDBBsI2gI/AAAAAAAACUs/9kkaIIM51Pw/s320/P4110018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zDAlV7UnI/AAAAAAAACUk/u-HZYP_4-04/s1600/P4120025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461954862885065330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zDAlV7UnI/AAAAAAAACUk/u-HZYP_4-04/s320/P4120025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zC_xocc8I/AAAAAAAACUc/tJZcec7LTlc/s1600/P4120026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461954849004090306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zC_xocc8I/AAAAAAAACUc/tJZcec7LTlc/s320/P4120026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zC_BvkbBI/AAAAAAAACUU/C0FfLu3p85g/s1600/P4120032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461954836149070866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zC_BvkbBI/AAAAAAAACUU/C0FfLu3p85g/s320/P4120032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zC-AkD-8I/AAAAAAAACUM/hxHzYKwS76w/s1600/P4180076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461954818652502978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zC-AkD-8I/AAAAAAAACUM/hxHzYKwS76w/s320/P4180076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2656685176214759165?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2656685176214759165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2656685176214759165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2656685176214759165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2656685176214759165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-little-man.html' title='Happy Little Man'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8zDBBsI2gI/AAAAAAAACUs/9kkaIIM51Pw/s72-c/P4110018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2110384674325361920</id><published>2010-04-15T13:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T13:24:56.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly puppy, crates are for kids!</title><content type='html'>I've been looking for an alternative to the packnplay to take with us when we go to Chicago in June.  Something that is a little lighter, yet still keeps Michaela contained so that she can't get up and run around the hotel room instead of sleeping.  I've looked at lighter mini pack n plays, small tents, and I found this cool little pop up tent/bed:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8d0rsK0FBI/AAAAAAAACTc/vTU9le6Zkto/s1600/lg_p201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460461367149728786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8d0rsK0FBI/AAAAAAAACTc/vTU9le6Zkto/s320/lg_p201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's really cool, but this is pretty much the same thing &amp;amp; even cheaper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8d0rDt9pbI/AAAAAAAACTU/OWSD5epWT8s/s1600/1000561_125142_A_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460461356291302834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8d0rDt9pbI/AAAAAAAACTU/OWSD5epWT8s/s320/1000561_125142_A_250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Know what it is?  Basically a dog crate in tent form.  Is it bad to put my kid to sleep in a dog crate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2110384674325361920?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2110384674325361920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2110384674325361920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2110384674325361920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2110384674325361920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/04/silly-puppy-crates-are-for-kids.html' title='Silly puppy, crates are for kids!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S8d0rsK0FBI/AAAAAAAACTc/vTU9le6Zkto/s72-c/lg_p201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1217574504732641557</id><published>2010-04-08T12:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:54:33.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>We had a really great Easter this year.  Michaela was actually an angel at church, which is quite rare these days.  After Mass, we wen to my sister's house for a BBQ with the whole family.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xwFFuNbI/AAAAAAAACTE/U0M9QZh9VRs/s1600/P4040357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457854500489278898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xwFFuNbI/AAAAAAAACTE/U0M9QZh9VRs/s320/P4040357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xvdhqymI/AAAAAAAACS8/rZJ5D3D6uL0/s1600/P4040360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457854489869077090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xvdhqymI/AAAAAAAACS8/rZJ5D3D6uL0/s320/P4040360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xu-VY1fI/AAAAAAAACS0/i6p8bMJaHYs/s1600/P4040362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457854481496069618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xu-VY1fI/AAAAAAAACS0/i6p8bMJaHYs/s320/P4040362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We even color coded ourselves: Yellow = Girls &amp;amp; Blue = Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xuczEQtI/AAAAAAAACSs/6JpRQ9IdUHs/s1600/P4040363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457854472493744850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xuczEQtI/AAAAAAAACSs/6JpRQ9IdUHs/s320/P4040363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xNCnooXI/AAAAAAAACSk/h65d9r4EN1A/s1600/P4040365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457853898530791794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xNCnooXI/AAAAAAAACSk/h65d9r4EN1A/s320/P4040365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Michaela started getting messy in the backyard, we changed her &amp;amp; gave the kids the little easter baskets I made them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xMjAcybI/AAAAAAAACSc/D-mZyYW6DIg/s1600/P4040370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457853890044938674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xMjAcybI/AAAAAAAACSc/D-mZyYW6DIg/s320/P4040370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xMLoOBnI/AAAAAAAACSU/x9rxSkX1Ge0/s1600/P4040371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457853883769292402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xMLoOBnI/AAAAAAAACSU/x9rxSkX1Ge0/s320/P4040371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xLv-kh2I/AAAAAAAACSM/rim5kLSMMNg/s1600/P4040374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457853876346849122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xLv-kh2I/AAAAAAAACSM/rim5kLSMMNg/s320/P4040374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we had a little egg hunt, which was hilarious because my nephew (who's Michaela's age) had no idea what to do, Michaela kept stopping to open her eggs, and my niece zoomed around grabbing up the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xK1W_IKI/AAAAAAAACSE/iaSY9tAy-5g/s1600/P4040377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457853860611563682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xK1W_IKI/AAAAAAAACSE/iaSY9tAy-5g/s320/P4040377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were all proud of their loot afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74waGmej-I/AAAAAAAACR8/AhDA2sKaNrw/s1600/P4040382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457852999944526178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74wYvH-WWI/AAAAAAAACRk/JzP2jUuCIpk/s320/P4040385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74wYLoBdiI/AAAAAAAACRc/CQvgM0fUDj4/s1600/P4040387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457852990415271458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74wYLoBdiI/AAAAAAAACRc/CQvgM0fUDj4/s320/P4040387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1217574504732641557?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1217574504732641557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1217574504732641557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1217574504732641557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1217574504732641557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74xwFFuNbI/AAAAAAAACTE/U0M9QZh9VRs/s72-c/P4040357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2737895251309069849</id><published>2010-04-08T12:06:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:32:15.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin Fun</title><content type='html'>A couple weekends ago we spent a fun day hanging out with my family at my sisters house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74tWKq8xBI/AAAAAAAACRU/T2CINYv_B7s/s1600/P3280299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457849657264489490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74tWKq8xBI/AAAAAAAACRU/T2CINYv_B7s/s320/P3280299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74tVm4LdgI/AAAAAAAACRM/NUzGkkncTXQ/s1600/P3280301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457849647656302082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74tVm4LdgI/AAAAAAAACRM/NUzGkkncTXQ/s320/P3280301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74tU6k1P2I/AAAAAAAACRE/ELfKPLCsqRE/s1600/P3280304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457849635763994466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74tU6k1P2I/AAAAAAAACRE/ELfKPLCsqRE/s320/P3280304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s2ti3mFI/AAAAAAAACQ8/Vkp44rSadic/s1600/P3280312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457849116870023250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s2ti3mFI/AAAAAAAACQ8/Vkp44rSadic/s320/P3280312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rafael loves his Grandma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s2KYqJ-I/AAAAAAAACQ0/QipLSE0U6Is/s1600/P3280313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457849107431958498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s2KYqJ-I/AAAAAAAACQ0/QipLSE0U6Is/s320/P3280313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hiding with Grandpa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s1vzvChI/AAAAAAAACQs/Ga_DzhbCITM/s1600/P3280314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457849100297767442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s1vzvChI/AAAAAAAACQs/Ga_DzhbCITM/s320/P3280314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s08N4XyI/AAAAAAAACQk/bAhQUwg5_Zk/s1600/P3280316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457849086448787234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s08N4XyI/AAAAAAAACQk/bAhQUwg5_Zk/s320/P3280316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s0J343mI/AAAAAAAACQc/ql3arbA4Wlg/s1600/P3280320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457849072934772322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74s0J343mI/AAAAAAAACQc/ql3arbA4Wlg/s320/P3280320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then I babysat my niece and nephew later that week. I made a fort out of the kitchen table, which the kids loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rji8GVvI/AAAAAAAACQU/jo5vnU2ar4Y/s1600/P4010339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457847688093914866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rji8GVvI/AAAAAAAACQU/jo5vnU2ar4Y/s320/P4010339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rjFZSGbI/AAAAAAAACQM/Wsq1pJnGyII/s1600/P4010340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457847680163256754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rjFZSGbI/AAAAAAAACQM/Wsq1pJnGyII/s320/P4010340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rinYzKzI/AAAAAAAACQE/fSF19AbDuns/s1600/P4010345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457847672108165938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rinYzKzI/AAAAAAAACQE/fSF19AbDuns/s320/P4010345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When my sister got home she decided to play dress-up with Michaela and put make-up all over my TWO YEAR OLD's face. Oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rh-kDOCI/AAAAAAAACP8/ClTa1pv61Ic/s1600/P4010348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457847661149501474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rh-kDOCI/AAAAAAAACP8/ClTa1pv61Ic/s320/P4010348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rhEIOiNI/AAAAAAAACP0/D5eLk8fJCo0/s1600/P4010352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457847645463546066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74rhEIOiNI/AAAAAAAACP0/D5eLk8fJCo0/s320/P4010352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michaela loves her cousin time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2737895251309069849?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2737895251309069849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2737895251309069849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2737895251309069849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2737895251309069849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/04/cousin-fun.html' title='Cousin Fun'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S74tWKq8xBI/AAAAAAAACRU/T2CINYv_B7s/s72-c/P3280299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1968707389425657710</id><published>2010-03-25T06:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T06:54:28.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>In case you haven't heard, 80's fashion is totally back in style.  Here's Michaela rocking the tunic/leggings look (of course with some boots with the fur to accesorize!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452566930789383698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6tovA--PhI/AAAAAAAACPk/zfdAz29mjnU/s320/P3240273.JPG" /&gt;Isn't that face precious?  She just needs a sideways ponytail and she'll be all set!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452566941325680578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6tovoPBX8I/AAAAAAAACPs/oBcfXwoJfSQ/s320/P3240276.JPG" /&gt; My friend Amy let me borrow a cookbook for babies, toddlers, and preschoolers.  It's really helping me get more creative with the snacks and meals I'm feeding Michaela:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6touhHQzfI/AAAAAAAACPc/j0nE90d_lp4/s1600/P3210234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452566922234220018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6touhHQzfI/AAAAAAAACPc/j0nE90d_lp4/s320/P3210234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meanwhile Rafael has been a smiling little cutie.  Here he is charming the dogs (see how submissive Loki is to him?  And Kira is a little mommy, constantly trying to clean him!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6touMkXXGI/AAAAAAAACPU/ZnXeJxLYZHk/s1600/P3230260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452566916719139938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6touMkXXGI/AAAAAAAACPU/ZnXeJxLYZHk/s320/P3230260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here Rafael is trying to fight the Stegosaurus.  He almost rolled over trying to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6totVhMTxI/AAAAAAAACPM/RCw1WW_vm_U/s1600/P3230271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452566901941882642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6totVhMTxI/AAAAAAAACPM/RCw1WW_vm_U/s320/P3230271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1968707389425657710?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1968707389425657710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1968707389425657710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1968707389425657710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1968707389425657710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6tovA--PhI/AAAAAAAACPk/zfdAz29mjnU/s72-c/P3240273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-354081578594986583</id><published>2010-03-24T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T05:29:00.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Handywoman</title><content type='html'>My sister is so sweet.  Knowing how desperately I wanted a kitchen for Michaela's birthday, she bought an adorable little kitchen-in-a-box for Michaela.  Unfortunately, I hadn't yet told her about the one I found and bought!  I decided to exchange the kitchen she got for the exact same thing, just for the workshop-in-a-box version.  Michaela loves it!  For the last few days she's been hammering and screwing away.  I love how portable this toy is, and that it's completely self-contained so that I can have her put it all away in the box and put it away when she's done. :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6lBgO-R7cI/AAAAAAAACPE/iVUlIH6JrT8/s1600-h/P3220244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451960845939633602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6lBgO-R7cI/AAAAAAAACPE/iVUlIH6JrT8/s320/P3220244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6lBfkUYDyI/AAAAAAAACO8/oH2q0n1tDSo/s1600-h/P3220245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451960834489585442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6lBfkUYDyI/AAAAAAAACO8/oH2q0n1tDSo/s320/P3220245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6lBe_BPKhI/AAAAAAAACO0/boIU0hdmNFI/s1600-h/P3220246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451960824477198866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6lBe_BPKhI/AAAAAAAACO0/boIU0hdmNFI/s320/P3220246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6lBeZm140I/AAAAAAAACOs/5J2I9Lemb2g/s1600-h/P3220247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451960814434378562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6lBeZm140I/AAAAAAAACOs/5J2I9Lemb2g/s320/P3220247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1389290348956181805-354081578594986583?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/354081578594986583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=354081578594986583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/354081578594986583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/354081578594986583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-little-handywoman.html' title='My Little Handywoman'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6lBgO-R7cI/AAAAAAAACPE/iVUlIH6JrT8/s72-c/P3220244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1497053844089839264</id><published>2010-03-23T05:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T05:05:00.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidey Hole</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while I'll find Michaela hiding and playing quietly in some corner or alcove somewhere.  Here's her most recent hidey hole.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6fAAOOOWFI/AAAAAAAACOk/AOX8ytwjY6E/s1600-h/P3200231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451536984005564498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6fAAOOOWFI/AAAAAAAACOk/AOX8ytwjY6E/s320/P3200231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6e__ohiPzI/AAAAAAAACOc/DMDm2n-HF9w/s1600-h/P3200232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451536973886013234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6e__ohiPzI/AAAAAAAACOc/DMDm2n-HF9w/s320/P3200232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This girl brings so much color to my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-1497053844089839264?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1497053844089839264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1497053844089839264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1497053844089839264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1497053844089839264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/hidey-hole.html' title='Hidey Hole'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6fAAOOOWFI/AAAAAAAACOk/AOX8ytwjY6E/s72-c/P3200231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8685927064938275971</id><published>2010-03-22T06:53:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T07:23:29.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>The great thing about Philip being a teacher is that we get him all to ourselves during the school breaks.  We had such a great time with him this week.  Monday and Tuesday we took advantage of his being home to get some serious spring cleaning done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we went to the zoo and met up with our good friends the Johnstons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5_a7GDYI/AAAAAAAACN0/V2TXXtmz1g4/s1600-h/P3170166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451460004421176706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5_a7GDYI/AAAAAAAACN0/V2TXXtmz1g4/s320/P3170166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5-zW3WrI/AAAAAAAACNs/CC0Cz5oBSro/s1600-h/P3170167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459993800235698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5-zW3WrI/AAAAAAAACNs/CC0Cz5oBSro/s320/P3170167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5-puzp5I/AAAAAAAACNk/S0rOa0ojATc/s1600-h/P3170168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459991216301970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5-puzp5I/AAAAAAAACNk/S0rOa0ojATc/s320/P3170168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5-DyDCBI/AAAAAAAACNc/WABPZoIzKko/s1600-h/P3170169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459981029345298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5-DyDCBI/AAAAAAAACNc/WABPZoIzKko/s320/P3170169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5a5Df0gI/AAAAAAAACNU/OpmfUGfw2MY/s1600-h/P3170170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459376854323714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5a5Df0gI/AAAAAAAACNU/OpmfUGfw2MY/s320/P3170170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5aS0c9pI/AAAAAAAACNM/KG09fOKmllQ/s1600-h/P3170172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459366590674578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5aS0c9pI/AAAAAAAACNM/KG09fOKmllQ/s320/P3170172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5Zn5ZUZI/AAAAAAAACNE/yeXXCPytCLw/s1600-h/P3170173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459355068682642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5Zn5ZUZI/AAAAAAAACNE/yeXXCPytCLw/s320/P3170173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5ZNIKqfI/AAAAAAAACM8/dIEmw7Xmbuk/s1600-h/P3170178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459347882879474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5ZNIKqfI/AAAAAAAACM8/dIEmw7Xmbuk/s320/P3170178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5YoAEecI/AAAAAAAACM0/wmUBhNSfLTA/s1600-h/P3170180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451459337916807618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5YoAEecI/AAAAAAAACM0/wmUBhNSfLTA/s320/P3170180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4sFRdMbI/AAAAAAAACMs/VoA8znviI0M/s1600-h/P3170181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451458572680245682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4sFRdMbI/AAAAAAAACMs/VoA8znviI0M/s320/P3170181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4rv2U68I/AAAAAAAACMk/iGlQ-lprcnI/s1600-h/P3170182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451458566929312706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4rv2U68I/AAAAAAAACMk/iGlQ-lprcnI/s320/P3170182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4rB9XLII/AAAAAAAACMc/QBrlpdo6ue8/s1600-h/P3170183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451458554610789506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4rB9XLII/AAAAAAAACMc/QBrlpdo6ue8/s320/P3170183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thursday we did some more cleaning and hanging out, then that evening we went out to dinner on the fly.  We went to a local vietnamese restaurant (which Michaela loved!) and then on the way home decided to stop by the library for awhile.  We had a great time reading and checking out a few fun books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday we went to see Walking with Dinosaurs - which was one of Michaela's birthday presents.  It was such a great show, and both kids did amazing.  Rafael slept through most of it and Michaela was completely amazed with the huge dinosaurs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, in true New Mexico spring break fashion, we got a huge dumping of snow.  We took the kids outside and had a blast playing with it before it started melting.  (Snow doesn't stick around long here.  Usually if it snows overnight, it melts by that afternoon.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4qpVEI3I/AAAAAAAACMU/bUfsRqxWnJ4/s1600-h/P3200206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451458547999318898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4qpVEI3I/AAAAAAAACMU/bUfsRqxWnJ4/s320/P3200206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4qFcAnuI/AAAAAAAACMM/1yeRc2CQwSA/s1600-h/P3200212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451458538364772066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d4qFcAnuI/AAAAAAAACMM/1yeRc2CQwSA/s320/P3200212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d32cbldeI/AAAAAAAACME/22s5ID1xHKU/s1600-h/P3200217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451457620384849682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d30psinxI/AAAAAAAACLs/Ov2IkwEhHlI/s320/P3200224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d3z9FO94I/AAAAAAAACLk/FGD8p50S0eY/s1600-h/P3200225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451457608408823682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d3z9FO94I/AAAAAAAACLk/FGD8p50S0eY/s320/P3200225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d3NI75DaI/AAAAAAAACLc/7JLidGyCF6g/s1600-h/P3200227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451456941575966114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d3NI75DaI/AAAAAAAACLc/7JLidGyCF6g/s320/P3200227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d3Ms_7PyI/AAAAAAAACLU/0-K7-7GZuBQ/s1600-h/P3200229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451456934076694306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d3Ms_7PyI/AAAAAAAACLU/0-K7-7GZuBQ/s320/P3200229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d3MAwhKEI/AAAAAAAACLM/r2ulcWWFzMM/s1600-h/P3200230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451456922200909890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d3MAwhKEI/AAAAAAAACLM/r2ulcWWFzMM/s320/P3200230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going to miss having Philip around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8685927064938275971?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8685927064938275971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8685927064938275971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8685927064938275971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8685927064938275971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S6d5_a7GDYI/AAAAAAAACN0/V2TXXtmz1g4/s72-c/P3170166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-4519069252857068965</id><published>2010-03-15T17:07:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T09:45:43.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaela's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Things have been so crazy, I haven't had a chance to write about Michaela's birthday almost twoo weeks ago!  Michaela woke up to find her birthday present waiting for her in the living room: a play kitchen! ($15 at a consignment store!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fOD70hLI/AAAAAAAACKs/dfPqKdkzCwY/s1600-h/P3030031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449249138064786610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fOD70hLI/AAAAAAAACKs/dfPqKdkzCwY/s200/P3030031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fNZlKksI/AAAAAAAACKk/VcYvfgl6bOo/s1600-h/P3030032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449249126695473858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fNZlKksI/AAAAAAAACKk/VcYvfgl6bOo/s200/P3030032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fM9_4Z4I/AAAAAAAACKc/SIssTRgyCWU/s1600-h/P3030036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449249119291336578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fM9_4Z4I/AAAAAAAACKc/SIssTRgyCWU/s200/P3030036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fKsmXLhI/AAAAAAAACKU/B8BEvv8VNlc/s1600-h/P3030038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449249080261160466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fKsmXLhI/AAAAAAAACKU/B8BEvv8VNlc/s200/P3030038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she got to eat "&lt;a href="http://atasteoftheblogosphere.blogspot.com/2010/03/chocolate-banana-oatmeal-cups.html"&gt;cake&lt;/a&gt;" for breakfast!  (No, she is not about to blow out those lit candles, she is about to stuff them in her mouth!  I had to grab them out of her hand before she burned her mouth.  Yikes, I guess we should have practiced.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fKEZbvsI/AAAAAAAACKM/BB1aPONQJkA/s1600-h/P3030041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449249069469515458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fKEZbvsI/AAAAAAAACKM/BB1aPONQJkA/s200/P3030041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the zoo after breakfast.  It was such beautiful weather and she had such a great time.  I think this will be a new birthday tradition for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-ectHzWmI/AAAAAAAACKE/xOxlg6KyWu8/s1600-h/P3030047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248290127436386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-ectHzWmI/AAAAAAAACKE/xOxlg6KyWu8/s200/P3030047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-ebwvaUoI/AAAAAAAACJ8/ilevI0zuob8/s1600-h/P3030051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248273919005314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-ebwvaUoI/AAAAAAAACJ8/ilevI0zuob8/s200/P3030051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-ebVhMS7I/AAAAAAAACJ0/CiXxGy6R1rU/s1600-h/P3030053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248266611608498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-ebVhMS7I/AAAAAAAACJ0/CiXxGy6R1rU/s200/P3030053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-ea1pFzSI/AAAAAAAACJs/d2mQKFFE05s/s1600-h/P3030056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248258054802722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-ea1pFzSI/AAAAAAAACJs/d2mQKFFE05s/s200/P3030056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend we had her birthday party.  It was butterfly themed, so in addition to fruit, veggies, and chips we had butterfly shaped chex mix snacks, and butterfly cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-eaH43nSI/AAAAAAAACJk/x1P6cqodn4o/s1600-h/P3070086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248245772950818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-eaH43nSI/AAAAAAAACJk/x1P6cqodn4o/s200/P3070086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dNmYqsUI/AAAAAAAACJc/fvoHr06iAu0/s1600-h/P3070089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246931109458242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dNmYqsUI/AAAAAAAACJc/fvoHr06iAu0/s200/P3070089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was at the park.  It was a teeny bit windy, but overall, we had a lot of fun.  We had invited family, family friends and lots of mine and Michaela's good friends from the MOMS Club so there was a great turnout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dM8_yAsI/AAAAAAAACJU/F_eIrQyzbf0/s1600-h/P3070090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246919999226562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dM8_yAsI/AAAAAAAACJU/F_eIrQyzbf0/s200/P3070090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dMVaUA6I/AAAAAAAACJM/H9IBzzK0VW0/s1600-h/P3070092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246909373088674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dMVaUA6I/AAAAAAAACJM/H9IBzzK0VW0/s200/P3070092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dLHShOMI/AAAAAAAACJE/5KcyP1qgNhs/s1600-h/P3070091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246888402434242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dLHShOMI/AAAAAAAACJE/5KcyP1qgNhs/s200/P3070091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michaela decided she'd rather play on the playground than open her gifts so she quietly sneaked away while I opened them for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dKt3dBaI/AAAAAAAACI8/FbBxCZOe_hQ/s1600-h/P3070094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246881578026402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-dKt3dBaI/AAAAAAAACI8/FbBxCZOe_hQ/s200/P3070094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-chFGSRkI/AAAAAAAACI0/tPxSzV7LExY/s1600-h/P3070095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246166259746370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-chFGSRkI/AAAAAAAACI0/tPxSzV7LExY/s200/P3070095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-cfshF22I/AAAAAAAACIs/hJXBX2dNxfM/s1600-h/P3070100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246142481423202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-cfshF22I/AAAAAAAACIs/hJXBX2dNxfM/s200/P3070100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-cec32LKI/AAAAAAAACIk/vCwqnVJRO58/s1600-h/P3070101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246121102027938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-cec32LKI/AAAAAAAACIk/vCwqnVJRO58/s200/P3070101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-cd0c4cXI/AAAAAAAACIc/Ng5LnugpAw8/s1600-h/P3070112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246110251512178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-cd0c4cXI/AAAAAAAACIc/Ng5LnugpAw8/s200/P3070112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-cdFdupUI/AAAAAAAACIU/UHHEs5q8ld8/s1600-h/P3070113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449246097638597954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-cdFdupUI/AAAAAAAACIU/UHHEs5q8ld8/s200/P3070113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-blMqZhwI/AAAAAAAACIM/owBfMHry1e8/s1600-h/P3070114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449245137498113794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-blMqZhwI/AAAAAAAACIM/owBfMHry1e8/s200/P3070114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-bjQcYGmI/AAAAAAAACH8/nMsnPDEFpjs/s1600-h/P3070118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449245104153303650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-bjQcYGmI/AAAAAAAACH8/nMsnPDEFpjs/s200/P3070118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-biu6qr-I/AAAAAAAACH0/yQWGnXPyEZw/s1600-h/P3070119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449245095153545186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-biu6qr-I/AAAAAAAACH0/yQWGnXPyEZw/s200/P3070119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-bh057AqI/AAAAAAAACHs/JAU17pRmFnQ/s1600-h/P3070121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449245079581164194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-bh057AqI/AAAAAAAACHs/JAU17pRmFnQ/s200/P3070121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had fun though, and loved all her new toys once we got home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-4519069252857068965?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/4519069252857068965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=4519069252857068965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4519069252857068965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4519069252857068965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/michaelas-birthday.html' title='Michaela&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S5-fOD70hLI/AAAAAAAACKs/dfPqKdkzCwY/s72-c/P3030031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-3622534613269009208</id><published>2010-03-11T06:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:10:16.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why It's Worth It...</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was crap.  I had to vent, and I'm really glad I did.  It kept getting worse after I wrote my post yesterday and culminated in Michaela throwing a tantrum at the door of the fridge yelling "snack" over and over again while I was trying to nurse Rafael.  I finally finished, put him down (he promptly started screaming) and went to get her a snack from the fridge, when a box full of things that I had been trying to keep out of her by putting on top of the fridge fell down on my head.  I couldn't help it, I just sat down and started crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something amazing happened.  My little girl stopped throwing her tantrum and came over to me, giving me a huge hug and saying "mommy crying?"  Then she (no joke!) rocked me back and forth and patted my back.  When I finished I told her I was sorry for crying in front of her and she wiped my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say she was perfect for the rest of the night, but she's a two year old, of course she wasn't.  I did realize in that moment what I was so upset about.  I've been missing my mom so much lately.  I just want to call her and tell her what a crappy time I'm having and I know she would say exactly what I need to hear to make me feel better.  She used to give these awkwardly long hugs where you would be thinking "ok mom, let go!" but right now I want one of those hugs more than anything.  Last night my daughter channeled her.  She gave me the love and comfort I've been missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned last night that it's ok to cry.  And that sometimes the mother/daughter roles are reversed and that's good for both of you.  Michaela showed me how big her heart is and I couldn't be prouder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-3622534613269009208?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/3622534613269009208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=3622534613269009208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3622534613269009208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3622534613269009208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-its-worth-it.html' title='Why It&apos;s Worth It...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-112344588937544993</id><published>2010-03-10T16:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:14:34.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I try really really hard to be positive and not be &lt;a href="http://www.neighborhoodgang5.webs.com/snldebbiedowner.htm"&gt;Debbie Downer&lt;/a&gt;, but sometimes things suck and you just gotta vent!  Everything is going wrong today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was making a pot roast in the crockpot for dinner which had to be cooked on low for 8 hours, but I forgot until 12:30, so I decided to put it on high for 4 hours (makes sense right?)  Wrong.  It cooked in less than 2 hours, which I didn't realize so by the time I checked on it, it was allready the consistency of leather.  Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to cry it out with Rafael.  I haven't done nightime yet, but I've been doing naps.  So far we've had tons of crying, barely any sleep, and a nervous frazzled mom who is going through a million breastpads a day because of the havoc the crying is wreaking on my let down reflex.  Top it off with the fact that I am doing the worst possible thing by picking him up after 30 minutes because I just can't handle it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaela has a really nasty diaper rash.  It's so nasty that I'm wondering if it's some sort of allergic reaction.  The only difference in her diet has been pineapple.  The rash looks as if someone poured acid on her, which is exactly how my friend Morgan described the rash her daughter got when they found out she was allergic to strawberries and other red foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house will never be clean.  Ever.  Trust me, this is not hyperbole.  Every time I feel like I'm catching up, something happens.  I nurse Rafael and somehow Michaela manages to grab everything in her reach and throw it all around the floor.  I was trying to reorganize Rafaels clothes because he is getting into a new size (0-3 month, yeah!), but of course I didn't have time to finish, so all my piles have now become strewn all around his room and I can barely even walk in there.  This happens every time I try to clean something.  I can't ask Philip for help because he works such long days and is also working on his PhD.  By the time he gets home, he is exhausted, and usually goes straight to our room to work.  I feel like a single mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaela has not had a tantrum today (yay!), but that is becoming really rare these days.  The littlest thing will set her off and she will melt into a pool of screaming, kicking incoherent monster.  I feel like I am constantly walking on eggshells to keep her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been spending my last few nursing sessions searching the internet for a 2 year old toddler preschool class so that I can just have a few hours a week to get things done.  Guess what?  They DO exist!  Guess what else?  They are more expensive than we would ever be able to afford on a teachers salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel like I'm just not cut out for being a stay at home mom.  I've always been good at my jobs, always been a workplace winner, but I am not doing a good job with this one.  I keep wanting to break down in tears.  I love my babies, and I love being able to spend time with them and watch them grow up.  I just wish I could go to sleep and wake up in a few years with perfect well behaved children who can do things for themselves.  That's understandable right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-112344588937544993?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/112344588937544993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=112344588937544993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/112344588937544993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/112344588937544993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2976859333694513890</id><published>2010-03-04T13:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:54:10.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God, When Will The Tantrums Stop!</title><content type='html'>We went to our good friend Amy's today to do some crafty stuff.  Michaela had a super meltdown while we were there, but calmed down and we had a good morning.  Until we left.  As we were getting ready to leave, she started up again.  I managed to get her in her carseat while she was still screaming and thrashing around, but then as we were driving away she was crying so hard that she gagged and threw up.  Then she started crying again and gagged and threw up again.  Then a third time, this time all of her lunch came up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and I took Rafael inside (he was screaming too because he hates the sound of Michaela's cries), then went and got Michaela and carried her into the bathroom.  I closed the door and left her in there while I went to close the garage door, because I didn't want her to get throwup everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back inside, I went to open the door and I couldn't.  It.  Was.  Locked.  Oh boy.  Luckily I was able to open it and get to Michaela who was thrashing around on the floor and still screaming.  However, now she had a huge angry welt on her head.  Oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stripped us both down, got a bath ready and tried to get the vomit off her as best I could without drowning her as she continued screaming and throwing herself around.  I managed to get her cleaned, dried off and dressed in new clothes and then held her for 45 minutes until she finally calmed down.  I put her down for her nap and then spent the next 30 minutes calming down Rafael who had been screaming the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's asleep and I have to go scrub down the carseat, wash the vomit off her clothes, the carpet, the walls, and the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have words for what I'm feeling right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2976859333694513890?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2976859333694513890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2976859333694513890' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2976859333694513890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2976859333694513890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-my-god-when-will-tantrums-stop.html' title='Oh My God, When Will The Tantrums Stop!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-3032896206765766214</id><published>2010-03-03T07:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T08:16:03.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby Girl!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how much can change in one year.  One year ago you were still our little baby.  You could barely crawl, you couldn't walk, you couldn't talk, you barely had any hair and you rarely graced us with a smile!  Now you're a a real kid, running around, climbing on furniture, talking up a storm, and generally charming the pants off people with your cute little pigtails and chipmunk smile.  You have real opinions and you can articulate what you want (and oh boy can you articulate when you don't get what you want!).  You're becoming such a good big sister too.  You let me know when Rafael is crying.  You remind me to change his diaper every time I change yours.  And now you've started kissing him good night and good morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the changes in me!  Parenting a toddler is soooo different than parenting a baby.  You've helped me grow from the hovering paranoid mom who wouldn't even let her daughter eat a cupcake on her first birthday (the sugar!  Oh the horror!) into a relaxed laid back mommy who tries to roll with the punches.  Yesterday morning I went into your room when you woke up and you gave me a huuuuge smile, saying in your sweet little voice "Hi mama!".  As my heart melted, I knew then that even though we've had some bumps along the road, as long as I keep showing you how much I love you, you're gonna be ok.  I'm so excited to see where the next year takes us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-3032896206765766214?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/3032896206765766214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=3032896206765766214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3032896206765766214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3032896206765766214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-baby-girl.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby Girl!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-4432233012776977448</id><published>2010-03-01T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:44:01.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S4w0dQYwHnI/AAAAAAAACGc/Av9fIRyVZ8c/s1600-h/P2270396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443783726803721842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S4w0dQYwHnI/AAAAAAAACGc/Av9fIRyVZ8c/s320/P2270396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michaela finally figured out how to work the baby doll sling that some of our friends gave her for Christmas.  She hasn't used it with her dolls yet, but a puppy is just as good right?  By the way, this is also the dog that she tried putting a diaper on...&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/1389290348956181805-4432233012776977448?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/4432233012776977448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=4432233012776977448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4432233012776977448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4432233012776977448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-like-mommy.html' title='Just Like Mommy'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S4w0dQYwHnI/AAAAAAAACGc/Av9fIRyVZ8c/s72-c/P2270396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-7763246511107683553</id><published>2010-02-20T15:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:18:34.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too smart for her own good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Michaela has figured out that if she moves her little chair right next to the counter, she can reach everything! Yeah!  Can you see how excited I am for her?!?  *Nervous shuddering*&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S4BdQAF-mII/AAAAAAAACFY/YFOFMAV9vfQ/s1600-h/P2190363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440450879347923074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S4BdQAF-mII/AAAAAAAACFY/YFOFMAV9vfQ/s320/P2190363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me attempting to keep her away from my dinner ingredients by giving her a bowl full of beans to play with. Which worked...until I realized she was trying to eat the beans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440450867369664754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S4BdPTeI4PI/AAAAAAAACFQ/Tjfpc0N8gwQ/s320/P2190365.JPG" /&gt;And dropping them all into the cabinet...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440452497746936962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S4BeuNGXxII/AAAAAAAACFg/xw1m30b2FnY/s320/P2190362.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Oh my goodness, I'm not sure I'll survive this stage!&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/1389290348956181805-7763246511107683553?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/7763246511107683553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=7763246511107683553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7763246511107683553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7763246511107683553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-smart-for-her-own-good.html' title='Too smart for her own good...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S4BdQAF-mII/AAAAAAAACFY/YFOFMAV9vfQ/s72-c/P2190363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8220203806794052085</id><published>2010-02-19T20:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:36:42.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It wasn't me!</title><content type='html'>I was busy making dinner today when I realized it was eerily quiet.  If you have a toddler, you know that is usually a bad sign.  I turned around and found Michaela sitting on the floor with an open container of ground cinnamon.  Not only had she dumped out half the container on her clothes and on the floor, she was also attempting to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaela!  What did you do?  What's that, what are you trying to tell me?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S39V4cBvfEI/AAAAAAAACE4/FXaQN37fv44/s1600-h/P2190353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440161302971382850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S39V4cBvfEI/AAAAAAAACE4/FXaQN37fv44/s320/P2190353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The baby did it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S39V3twxEAI/AAAAAAAACEw/pXPWBnsCjvU/s1600-h/P2190358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440161290552152066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S39V3twxEAI/AAAAAAAACEw/pXPWBnsCjvU/s320/P2190358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice try kiddo, nice try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S39V27iFUAI/AAAAAAAACEo/s823IlNoss8/s1600-h/P2190355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440161277068791810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S39V27iFUAI/AAAAAAAACEo/s823IlNoss8/s320/P2190355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8220203806794052085?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8220203806794052085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8220203806794052085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8220203806794052085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8220203806794052085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-wasnt-me.html' title='It wasn&apos;t me!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S39V4cBvfEI/AAAAAAAACE4/FXaQN37fv44/s72-c/P2190353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-527935395020582072</id><published>2010-02-14T12:41:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:02:41.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Up To...</title><content type='html'>Michaela got to hang out with her new bestie this week.  They are about a month apart and get along great!  They used to be frenemies but I think they've finally realized that they really like each other.  They also went to Burger King and played on the structure together (ohmygod my baby is old enough to play on those things!) but I didn't get any pictures.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgrOg-8sI/AAAAAAAACD4/xJBBO2ycoYA/s1600-h/P2100268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438202845796954818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgrOg-8sI/AAAAAAAACD4/xJBBO2ycoYA/s320/P2100268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438202449119664514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgUIxv2YI/AAAAAAAACDw/_onrXR0w9tQ/s320/P2100272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438202436118463986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgTYWBRfI/AAAAAAAACDo/romxVNtR3zA/s320/P2100274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the chance co-plan the Valentines Party for my MOMS Club this year.  The kids would have been content just playing with the balloons but we had lots of fun activities planned.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgS1LGa2I/AAAAAAAACDg/KGhNOOZE03s/s1600-h/P2130280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438202426677422946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgS1LGa2I/AAAAAAAACDg/KGhNOOZE03s/s320/P2130280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They got to decorate their little favor bags with crayons and foam sticker hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgSWdORaI/AAAAAAAACDY/d9dmN5CJ8Z8/s1600-h/P2130291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438202418431935906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgSWdORaI/AAAAAAAACDY/d9dmN5CJ8Z8/s320/P2130291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;We had a Heart Hunt where they ran around grabbing paper hearts which they then exchanged for toys and candy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgR8jDg8I/AAAAAAAACDQ/MuU1tTLEjrQ/s1600-h/P2130296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438202411477074882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgR8jDg8I/AAAAAAAACDQ/MuU1tTLEjrQ/s320/P2130296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to decorate sugar cookies with colored icing, sprinkles and mini m&amp;amp;m's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZsCVRARI/AAAAAAAACDI/PjSgdmov9E0/s1600-h/P2130304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438195163125055762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZsCVRARI/AAAAAAAACDI/PjSgdmov9E0/s320/P2130304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michaela with her BFF again. :)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZrIb1sjI/AAAAAAAACDA/pYPLxI3mjic/s1600-h/P2130306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438195147583369778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZrIb1sjI/AAAAAAAACDA/pYPLxI3mjic/s320/P2130306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rafael hanging out with daddy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZqCAiDEI/AAAAAAAACC4/8ond1kqD1Cw/s1600-h/P2130310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438195128678353986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZqCAiDEI/AAAAAAAACC4/8ond1kqD1Cw/s320/P2130310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family picture.  It was the end of the party and they were both a little tired and cranky.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZo5wdFUI/AAAAAAAACCw/ebIkCSNqHsk/s1600-h/P2130311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438195109283566914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZo5wdFUI/AAAAAAAACCw/ebIkCSNqHsk/s320/P2130311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later we went to the circus!  My dad and stepmom bought the tickets for Michaela's birthday gift and she loved it!  I'm not sure if she liked the tigers or dancing dogs better, but the parts with animals were definitely her favorites.  She also got to ride a pony at intermission with the help of her grandpa.  We didn't get to stay for the second half because it was already 9:30pm and she was fading fast, but it was still so much fun.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZnzi4PRI/AAAAAAAACCo/3PdsxluV5sM/s1600-h/P2130316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438195090436144402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hZnzi4PRI/AAAAAAAACCo/3PdsxluV5sM/s320/P2130316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-527935395020582072?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/527935395020582072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=527935395020582072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/527935395020582072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/527935395020582072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Up To...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S3hgrOg-8sI/AAAAAAAACD4/xJBBO2ycoYA/s72-c/P2100268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-6426708110864123940</id><published>2010-02-09T16:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:17:05.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Wonderful Life</title><content type='html'>Shhh, come real close so I can tell you a little secret...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;being a mom is pretty hard.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know, shocking right?  In our average work day, we deal with bosses who are not only critical and demanding but who are also constantly undervaluing and under-appreciating us.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We rarely get bathroom or lunch breaks and don't get evenings or weekends off either.   Some days are so exhausting, both physically and emotionally, that they bring us to tears and make us long for our carefree child-free days of being in the workplace or on the college campus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of those days.  Michaela didn't take much of a nap and Rafael was a little clingy after getting his shots.  As I sat on the floor with Rafael pressed up against one shoulder, rocking Michaela back and forth to calm her from a huge meltdown, I had an odd thought running through my head: &lt;em&gt;God, I love my children so much!&lt;/em&gt;  Even though it was the low point of our day, I also felt such an overwhelming love for my kids and such pride in my ability to relax them and show them how much they are cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our job is hard, but isn't every job?  If the alternative is working an easy 9-5 and going home to an empty lonely life, I wouldn't want to trade.  Besides, I get some truly amazing benefits.  I get a toddler running up to me and planting a wet kiss on my lips.  I get to nuzzle the soft downy head of my newborn as I rock him to sleep.  I get to share my day every evening with a husband who works hard to enable me to stay home with our kids, and who loves and appreciates me.  Despite the hard work, it really is a wonderful life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-6426708110864123940?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/6426708110864123940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=6426708110864123940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6426708110864123940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/6426708110864123940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-wonderful-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Wonderful Life'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8034256498548967922</id><published>2010-02-05T12:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:45:01.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time-Saving (and Daddy proof!) Clothes Packages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2xykCJx4FI/AAAAAAAACA4/RiSZGqp3Bbc/s1600-h/P2050254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434844813708091474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2xykCJx4FI/AAAAAAAACA4/RiSZGqp3Bbc/s320/P2050254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Rafael was born, Philip started being the primary caretaker of Michaela whenever he is home.  After a few days of him asking me what she should wear, and where everything was located in her closet, I started putting together clothes packets for him.  On laundry day, I take a gallon size Ziploc and put in a matching shirt, pair of pants, and pair of socks.  Then I put all the bags into a $1 hamper in her closet.  It is such a time saver in the hectic mornings just to pull out a packet and get her ready.  It also is so much easier for Philip to get her ready, and everything is guaranteed to match!  If you have a kiddo that likes to pick out their own clothes, they can help you put together the packets, or they could choose which packet to wear that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8034256498548967922?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8034256498548967922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8034256498548967922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8034256498548967922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8034256498548967922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-saving-and-daddy-proof-clothes.html' title='Time-Saving (and Daddy proof!) Clothes Packages'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2xykCJx4FI/AAAAAAAACA4/RiSZGqp3Bbc/s72-c/P2050254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-4414586473317080167</id><published>2010-02-05T12:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:29:22.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It seems like such a bad idea...</title><content type='html'>and it's probably really unsafe too. But perching the carseat on top of my non-compatible baby swing at top speed as soon as I get home from wherever I was, really gives me some needed time to get Michaela down for a nap, or put the groceries away, or (gasp!) go to the bathroom.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2xwMSxYtQI/AAAAAAAACAw/8sfCjbERSIc/s1600-h/P2050249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434842206829065474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2xwMSxYtQI/AAAAAAAACAw/8sfCjbERSIc/s320/P2050249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And he really doesn't seem to mind either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-4414586473317080167?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/4414586473317080167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=4414586473317080167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4414586473317080167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4414586473317080167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-seems-like-such-bad-idea.html' title='It seems like such a bad idea...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2xwMSxYtQI/AAAAAAAACAw/8sfCjbERSIc/s72-c/P2050249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-8187307000425895202</id><published>2010-01-31T08:19:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T09:00:22.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Babysitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2Wng1Q0fNI/AAAAAAAACAA/oB9amd6ICrc/s1600-h/P1270173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432932707987651794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2Wng1Q0fNI/AAAAAAAACAA/oB9amd6ICrc/s200/P1270173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you ever had a paint with water book? My mom used to buy them for me all the time when I was little and I really really enjoyed them. I was looking for a mess-free craft that I could give Michaela to work on while nursing Rafael and so I started looking around for these. I remember them being EVERYWHERE as a little girl, but nowadays they are nowhere to be found. I finally scored at Target last week and bought a few of them for Michaela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WiGlCTN8I/AAAAAAAAB_A/VIy33GEoLr0/s1600-h/P1270167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432926759397046210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WiGlCTN8I/AAAAAAAAB_A/VIy33GEoLr0/s200/P1270167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WiHKT-nCI/AAAAAAAAB_I/dxnR36EWoXA/s1600-h/P1270168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432926769403304994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WiHKT-nCI/AAAAAAAAB_I/dxnR36EWoXA/s200/P1270168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WiHgpWKcI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/8EKpVI2Hsm4/s1600-h/P1270169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432926775398508994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WiHgpWKcI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/8EKpVI2Hsm4/s200/P1270169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a good 30 minutes playing together with them. I showed her how to dip her brush into the water, how to apply it to the page, how to be careful not to spill the water, and how to clean up the water if she did spill. I really enjoyed spending this time with her. But then Rafael had to nurse, so I left her playing with it by herself. It was perfect! She didn't make any messes (and even if she had, water is no problem to clean up!), and I kid you not, this kept her occupied for several hours. Oh she'd go play with something else for awhile, but she kept coming back to it. I think this is a new favorite in our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WnfQdABZI/AAAAAAAAB_w/28qdjCWkQes/s1600-h/P1270171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432932680926758290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WnfQdABZI/AAAAAAAAB_w/28qdjCWkQes/s200/P1270171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WngI7e1eI/AAAAAAAAB_4/efsjGaqIDWQ/s1600-h/P1270172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432932696086992354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2WngI7e1eI/AAAAAAAAB_4/efsjGaqIDWQ/s200/P1270172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2Wne4R6HTI/AAAAAAAAB_o/LV5CtpIk0ss/s1600-h/P1270170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432932674437782834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2Wne4R6HTI/AAAAAAAAB_o/LV5CtpIk0ss/s200/P1270170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-8187307000425895202?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/8187307000425895202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=8187307000425895202' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8187307000425895202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/8187307000425895202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-new-babysitter.html' title='My New Babysitter'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2Wng1Q0fNI/AAAAAAAACAA/oB9amd6ICrc/s72-c/P1270173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-7200275974057750527</id><published>2010-01-29T07:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T07:49:28.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Intentions...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at a MOMS Club meeting, a friend who is moving on Sunday was talking about how they are living out of boxes and off of pizza.  I had a huge container full of &lt;a href="http://atasteoftheblogosphere.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-so-texan-texas-chili.html"&gt;chili&lt;/a&gt; left over from earlier in the week so I offered to bring it over for their dinner.  I know, I'm so sweet right?  Well here's how the conversation in my head went when it got to be dinner time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I'll put the chili in the crockpot to warm it up since their pans are probably already packed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, I'm such a thoughtful person, etc, etc &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(other self righteous mumblings...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Takes the container of chili from the fridge, opens it and looks inside*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dfdyz3fjIC4"&gt;"WTF!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where did all the chili go!  There's only half a container left!  Nobody else in this house loved it, so where did it go?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, breathe.  Think Andrea, think!  Is this enough?  Michaela wouldn't eat much, but they have three boys and I hear rumors that boys eat their weight in food, so this is definitely not enough!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, lets take a look in the pantry and see if there's any more beans to bulk this up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope.  Oh look, a can of Hormel chili!  Perfect!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dumps it in*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm.  That doesn't look right.  I'll mix it in really well and hopefully they'll never notice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, that's better, but I'm still not sure it's enough.  I'll make some cornbread too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rifles through pantry for a bit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seriously, no cornmeal?!?  Ok, corn tortillas?  No.  Cornstarch?  No.  Cornbread dressing?  N...wait, I remember reading something online around Thanksgiving time about stuffing muffins, I can make those!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shoot, I don't have time to search for that recipe online, who knows how much longer Rafael will be content in that swing?!  Ok, how hard can it be?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Makes stuffing on stovetop.  Puts finished stuffing in muffin pan.  Bakes for 15 minutes.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it's stuffing in the shape of a muffin, so I guess that works.  Allright, I've got half a pot of chili and 7 stuffing 'muffins'.  Is it enough?  Aw, screw it, I'll take them a pizza from my freezer too and hope they learned their lesson about accepting food from neurotic mom friends!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you're reading this, I'm really really sorry for the crappy dinner!  Be safe while you're moving!  We all love you and are going to miss you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-7200275974057750527?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/7200275974057750527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=7200275974057750527' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7200275974057750527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7200275974057750527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-intentions.html' title='Good Intentions...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2591940370467708274</id><published>2010-01-27T07:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T07:44:56.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One fell off and bumped her head...</title><content type='html'>My little monkey has a new habit of jumping on furniture.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2BQ3G4KMnI/AAAAAAAAB-w/9tzokIJQKJo/s1600-h/P1180113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431430058278007410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2BQ3G4KMnI/AAAAAAAAB-w/9tzokIJQKJo/s200/P1180113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2BQ2ZLlMkI/AAAAAAAAB-o/FIS5rwALtaE/s1600-h/P1180111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431430046011437634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2BQ2ZLlMkI/AAAAAAAAB-o/FIS5rwALtaE/s200/P1180111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2BQ2FiY3JI/AAAAAAAAB-g/WeMN93aErLo/s1600-h/P1180110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431430040738389138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2BQ2FiY3JI/AAAAAAAAB-g/WeMN93aErLo/s200/P1180110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to re-read her the story of the Ten Little Monkeys. :)&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/1389290348956181805-2591940370467708274?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2591940370467708274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2591940370467708274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2591940370467708274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2591940370467708274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-fell-off-and-bumped-her-head.html' title='One fell off and bumped her head...'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S2BQ3G4KMnI/AAAAAAAAB-w/9tzokIJQKJo/s72-c/P1180113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-4337771660616282289</id><published>2010-01-26T14:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:38:47.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Guilt</title><content type='html'>I don't know how it happens, but mommy guilt always seems to interrupt my day and make me feel like an inadequate mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday when I took Rafael for his wellcheck and found out he had a sinus infection.  At the doctor last month, the doctor told me his stuffy nose was due to remaining amniotic fluid in his system, so I never really worried about it.  At what point did it become a sinus infection and why didn't I notice the change?  How long has my little guy been sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was nursing Rafael and Michaela was playing nearby when she came up to us and asked to be picked up.  Usually I'll pick her up and snuggle, but since Rafael hasn't been feeling well he's been really restless while eating, so I was trying really hard to concentrate on getting some food in him.  Michaela was NOT happy that I wasn't paying attention to her and decided to throw herself down on the ground in a tantrum.  Later, I managed to get Rafael down for a nap so I ignored the fact that my house is in serious need of some cleaning and sat down to read some books with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think we were absolutely crazy to have kids this close in age, but I can't imagine my life without either of them in it.  I love them both so much and although I know it's completely unrealistic, I want to always be there for both of them all the time.  How do you deal with mommy guilt and knowing that some things are going to slip through the cracks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-4337771660616282289?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/4337771660616282289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=4337771660616282289' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4337771660616282289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4337771660616282289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/mommy-guilt.html' title='Mommy Guilt'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-3335028755299921675</id><published>2010-01-26T12:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:01:16.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaela's "Babies"</title><content type='html'>Michaela was fairly indifferent to her baby dolls before Rafael came along.  Then all of a sudden she became a little mommy.  She is always feeding them, wrapping them in blankets to put them to sleep, and carrying them around with her everywhere.  Everytime I go to put Rafael down somewhere, one of her babies is already there.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S19H6SMWcdI/AAAAAAAAB-I/7HPiQ0ZTiAM/s1600-h/P1200133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431138742273733074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S19H6SMWcdI/AAAAAAAAB-I/7HPiQ0ZTiAM/s320/P1200133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S19H6JkWe7I/AAAAAAAAB-A/kWOStRf9a9U/s1600-h/P1200132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431138739958479794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S19H6JkWe7I/AAAAAAAAB-A/kWOStRf9a9U/s320/P1200132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S19H5fFjipI/AAAAAAAAB94/rR76izBzsPI/s1600-h/P1200131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431138728555022994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S19H5fFjipI/AAAAAAAAB94/rR76izBzsPI/s320/P1200131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S19H4-t_Z7I/AAAAAAAAB9w/7qCcoEOOgo4/s1600-h/P1200130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431138719866251186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S19H4-t_Z7I/AAAAAAAAB9w/7qCcoEOOgo4/s320/P1200130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a little sponge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-3335028755299921675?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/3335028755299921675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=3335028755299921675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3335028755299921675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/3335028755299921675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/michaelas-babies.html' title='Michaela&apos;s &quot;Babies&quot;'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S19H6SMWcdI/AAAAAAAAB-I/7HPiQ0ZTiAM/s72-c/P1200133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-4535227366520827464</id><published>2010-01-20T13:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:57:36.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Superwoman</title><content type='html'>There's nothing like completing an uneventful shopping trip with two kids under 2 in under 30 minutes to make you feel like Superwoman.  So since I am such an amazing domestic diva, here are some tips on how you too can have a melt-down free trip to the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;strong&gt;Stuff your children like a pinata&lt;/strong&gt; before you go to the store so that they have absolutely no reason to beg for food.  We try to go right after breakfast and I nurse Rafael immediately before we leave so that their tummies are full and happy.  I used to take graham crackers to the store but since Michaela's tummy is a bottomless pit when it comes to anything with carbs, we would inevitably run out and she would scream "more, more, more".  So now, no food in the store.  Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;strong&gt;Keep them locked up as long as you can.&lt;/strong&gt;  I have never ever let Michaela walk freely in any store that has a cart.  She sits in the front of the cart and is perfectly content because she knows nothing about the knocking displays over, running away from me possibilities that come with being free.  She will stay sitting in the cart until she is too big for it to contain her, which, with her rate of growth may be never.  I carry Rafael in the sling and will do so as long as my back can handle it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;strong&gt;Be prepared.&lt;/strong&gt;  I make a grocery list before I leave and have it completely categorized in the order in which I walk through the store so that nothing gets forgotten.  I also put everything I need (diaper bag, cup of coffee, etc.) into the car before I nurse Rafael so that I don't spend twenty minutes running back in and out of the house for the various items I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last one is a biggie.  Otherwise you may end up driving all the way to the grocery store before realizing that you left your credit card at home and your entire trip was in vain.  Only your credit card was really in the pocket of your jacket in the trunk, which you only find out after searching the entire house after you get home.  So really, you did have your credit card and could have bought groceries after all.  Not that that's ever happened* to me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-4535227366520827464?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/4535227366520827464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=4535227366520827464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4535227366520827464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/4535227366520827464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/shopping-superwoman.html' title='Shopping Superwoman'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-983702327294433726</id><published>2010-01-19T08:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:00:07.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='101 in 1001'/><title type='text'>101 in 1001</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of the &lt;a href="http://www.dayzeroproject.com/"&gt;101 in 1001&lt;/a&gt; project? I just discovered this amazing idea a few weeks ago and decided I have to try it. I am so horrible with following through on things that I want to do, but I think keeping this list will really help keep me accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the skinny:&lt;/strong&gt; You have 1001 days to accomplish 101 goals. The goals have to be specific, from many areas of your life, realistic, measurable, and self-stretching. The question I kept asking myself as I added goals was "Will this make you happier in the long run?" My start date is February 1st and I'll try to update everyone periodicallyon how I'm doing. If any of you start a list, I'd love to hear about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1001 days&lt;br /&gt;143 weeks&lt;br /&gt;33 months&lt;br /&gt;2.75 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and will end on:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, October 28, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are my goals:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Get a professional massage&lt;br /&gt;2. Write a funeral service for self &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I know this seems morbid, but what a help it would be for family if anything ever happened to me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Get a very short haircut&lt;br /&gt;4. Get sized and invest in very good (supportive) bras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Technology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Download music for a travel CD&lt;br /&gt;6. Don’t use any technology (computer/tv/radio) 1 day a week (0/143)&lt;br /&gt;7. Watch TV only 5 hours a week while kids are awake for 6 months (0/6) (0/33)&lt;br /&gt;8. Scan and put all important documents/photos/etc on dvd or usb drive&lt;br /&gt;9. Transfer all important things off gray laptop&lt;br /&gt;10. Don’t watch soaps for a month and use time for more productive things (0/30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Talk to Ivana about dad&lt;br /&gt;12. Try to do a family game night once a month (0/33)&lt;br /&gt;13. Throw Philip a kick ass 30th bday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;14. Go away for a weekend on our own.&lt;br /&gt;15. Date night at least every other month (0/17)&lt;br /&gt;16. Have sex at least 3 times a month (0/99) - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't laugh if you have a fabulous 3 times a night sex life. Try having two back to back kids and sleep schedules that don't line up and THEN tell me how often you have sex. If it's still 3 times a night...well...&lt;em&gt;how nice&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. Read 5 Love Languages&lt;br /&gt;18. Make Philip a boudoir calendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travel &amp;amp; Entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;19. Go on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;20. Go to a movie in the theater - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haven't been to one in THREE years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21. Ride the tram to the top of Sandia&lt;br /&gt;22. Watch all seasons of Lost&lt;br /&gt;23. Watch all seasons of Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shut up, I love them but they are an hour each so they take forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Make homemade sandwich bread&lt;br /&gt;25. Preserve fruit&lt;br /&gt;26. Make a pie crust from scratch&lt;br /&gt;27. Make chili&lt;br /&gt;28. Make tamales&lt;br /&gt;29. Perfect a malt recipe&lt;br /&gt;30. Make a delicious dish with red chile and chocolate&lt;br /&gt;31. Create a signature cocktail&lt;br /&gt;32. Try 101 new recipes (0/101)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crafty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Make a scrapbook for each year of Michaela’s life&lt;br /&gt;34. Make a scrapbook for each year of Rafael’s life&lt;br /&gt;35. Make wedding scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;36. Copy pics from moms picture albums &amp;amp; give to girls&lt;br /&gt;37. Make &amp;amp; sell items in a craft fair&lt;br /&gt;38. Make iron pad&lt;br /&gt;39. Make Michaela kitchen&lt;br /&gt;40. Turn old cards into new ones&lt;br /&gt;41. Print all craft/recipes&lt;br /&gt;42. Organize all craft/recipes&lt;br /&gt;43. Make a quiet/fine motor skills book&lt;br /&gt;44. Make 101 different things (0/101)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holidays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Make Advent calendar&lt;br /&gt;46. Make every gift that I give for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;47. Get down to 145 and keep weight 5lb within that for at least 6 months (0/6) (0/33)&lt;br /&gt;48. Walk the run for the zoo or other charity walk - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not ready to take on running yet, maybe after I finish this list I'll start a new one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;49. Go to the dentist - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haven't been since I got my braces off, eek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;50. Get records on mole that was removed&lt;br /&gt;51. Take a multivitamin every day for 6 months (0/6) (0/1001)&lt;br /&gt;52. Find a family doctor&lt;br /&gt;53. Get a complete physical every year (0/3)&lt;br /&gt;54. Buy and use a pedometer&lt;br /&gt;55. Do cardio at least 3 times a week for six months (0/72) (0/429)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Read all Jane Austen books again&lt;br /&gt;57. Re-teach self Spanish&lt;br /&gt;58. Read histories of Catholicism books&lt;br /&gt;59. Teach Philip Spanish&lt;br /&gt;60. Read 101 new books (0/101)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;61. Write a will&lt;br /&gt;62. Designate guardians&lt;br /&gt;63. Potty train Michaela before she is 3&lt;br /&gt;64. Open savings account for Rafael&lt;br /&gt;65. Wean Rafael from pacifier and boob before 15 months&lt;br /&gt;66. Potty Train Rafael before he is 3&lt;br /&gt;67. Do 101 crafts with kids (0/101)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Paint living room &amp;amp; kitchen ceiling&lt;br /&gt;69. Decorate Michaela’s room&lt;br /&gt;70. Decorate Rafael’s room&lt;br /&gt;71. Paint hallway&lt;br /&gt;72. Decorate bathroom&lt;br /&gt;73. Order and hang up pictures&lt;br /&gt;74. Get St. Anne from Eddie&lt;br /&gt;75. Buy a St. Rafael &amp;amp; St. Michael&lt;br /&gt;76. Clean out/ replenish wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;77. Trim trees in front&lt;br /&gt;78. Remove tree in back&lt;br /&gt;79. Landscape back yard&lt;br /&gt;80. Start and maintain a garden&lt;br /&gt;81. Update and Follow cleaning lists&lt;br /&gt;82. Buy fireproof safe&lt;br /&gt;83. Make my own cleaning products&lt;br /&gt;84. Buy blinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Religion/Faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Say the rosary every day&lt;br /&gt;86. Read 1 book of the bible a month until have read the entire bible (0/33)&lt;br /&gt;87. Family prayer every day&lt;br /&gt;88. Go to confession at least once a month (0/33)&lt;br /&gt;89. Read the entire Catechism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Professional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;90. Write a book&lt;br /&gt;91. Complete 365 days of one minute writer (0/365)&lt;br /&gt;92. Write something for money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Financial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;93. Set up and follow a monthly budget (0/33)&lt;br /&gt;94. Tithe every month (0/33)&lt;br /&gt;95. Go an entire month without spending money on non-essentials (0/30)&lt;br /&gt;96. Enter receipts at least once a week (0/143)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Be Determined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.&lt;br /&gt;98.&lt;br /&gt;99.&lt;br /&gt;100.&lt;br /&gt;101.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-983702327294433726?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/983702327294433726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=983702327294433726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/983702327294433726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/983702327294433726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/101-in-1001.html' title='101 in 1001'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-7558796097548516298</id><published>2010-01-14T14:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:44:09.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I owe you one George</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When Rafael was born, we started seating Michaela at her own small table to eat since I couldn't lift her into her high chair until I recovered. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loooooved&lt;/span&gt; sitting there right from the very beginning, but always wanted company. It wasn't enough for someone to sit at the big table right next to her. She would pull out the empty extra chair and point to the seat with such a pitiful face until one of us would give in and sit on the teeny tiny chair next to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple mornings ago, I was holding a sleeping Rafael in my arms and I just did not feel like squeezing into that little chair. That's when I glanced across the room and this little guy fixed all of my problems.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426714040831778786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-Pqw1nH-I/AAAAAAAAB8g/S2eKqu0_plM/s320/P1110048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she just wanted the chair to be occupied, not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; by a human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-7558796097548516298?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/7558796097548516298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=7558796097548516298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7558796097548516298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/7558796097548516298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-owe-you-one-george.html' title='I owe you one George'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-Pqw1nH-I/AAAAAAAAB8g/S2eKqu0_plM/s72-c/P1110048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1239108414629011510</id><published>2010-01-14T13:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:07:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Time!</title><content type='html'>With the help of Philip's handyman skills, our office/playroom/craft room is all finished.  Here are some pictures of the playroom part.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-EienZBnI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/vJXkoQjGv14/s1600-h/P1110052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426701803873437298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-EienZBnI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/vJXkoQjGv14/s320/P1110052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of Michaela's smaller toys are in these clear plastic shoeboxes up out of her reach.  When she wants to play with something I'll pull down one or two boxes at a time.  If she wants to play with something else, all the toys have to go back in the box and back on the shelf before we get a new box down for her.  This helps contain the mess and fixes our problem of having all the toys scattered all over the living room floor.  It also helps that it's up out of her reach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-EhwmBqtI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/5SA0KgLpuY8/s1600-h/P1110053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426701791519681234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-EhwmBqtI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/5SA0KgLpuY8/s320/P1110053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the top shelf are all her craft supplies (pipe cleaners, fingerpaints, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-EhAYO1PI/AAAAAAAAB8I/cmTeawktblo/s1600-h/P1110055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426701778576921842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-EhAYO1PI/AAAAAAAAB8I/cmTeawktblo/s320/P1110055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the other top shelf are large canvas bins full of all her big toys that won't fit into the shoeboxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-EgkfpZSI/AAAAAAAAB8A/t4azfAMIdXA/s1600-h/P1110056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426701771091830050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-EgkfpZSI/AAAAAAAAB8A/t4azfAMIdXA/s320/P1110056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll show you my crafting part tomorrow!&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/1389290348956181805-1239108414629011510?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/1239108414629011510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=1239108414629011510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1239108414629011510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/1239108414629011510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/play-time.html' title='Play Time!'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0-EienZBnI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/vJXkoQjGv14/s72-c/P1110052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-2636028345874703854</id><published>2010-01-10T21:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T08:09:11.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaela's Words</title><content type='html'>My little sponge was a slow starter for talking, but lately has been picking up words right and left. Here are some of the words Michaela can say now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knee-yo - cheerios or any cereal&lt;br /&gt;knee- cheese, snake&lt;br /&gt;awa - agua (water)&lt;br /&gt;puppy&lt;br /&gt;mowe-more, mouth&lt;br /&gt;bow - ball, bird, brother, or bigo (belly button)&lt;br /&gt;poe - poop&lt;br /&gt;guy - Rafael&lt;br /&gt;mao- mouse&lt;br /&gt;rawr - dinosaur, bear, tiger, lion, etc&lt;br /&gt;nigh- night&lt;br /&gt;mummy- mommy&lt;br /&gt;daddy&lt;br /&gt;eye&lt;br /&gt;know-nose&lt;br /&gt;ewe- ear&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;baa - bad&lt;br /&gt;ha - hot&lt;br /&gt;appow - apple, elbow, red&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;boo- book&lt;br /&gt;ti ti - chi chi (boobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not be much but I'm a quiet person and I can tell that her verbal skills are fine in other ways. She understands pretty much everything and is able to follow two or three step commands or instructions. She's also starting to put together two words at a time to form simple sentances.  Soon she'll be chattering away like crazy, so I need to write this down now so I can remember her sweet little voice and her first attempts at communication.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-2636028345874703854?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/2636028345874703854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=2636028345874703854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2636028345874703854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/2636028345874703854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/michaelas-words.html' title='Michaela&apos;s Words'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-264550219846007125</id><published>2010-01-10T14:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:44:50.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaela Likes Boots and Rafael Thinks We're Boring</title><content type='html'>Michaela has decided her new hobby is walking around in huge mens boots.  Here she is walking around in her daddy's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425227952120989522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0pIFA-xB1I/AAAAAAAAB7o/ppDbiHyWfLU/s320/PC310441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here she is with her Grampa, fitting into his:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425227944709438450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0pIElXtu_I/AAAAAAAAB7g/t_7AyxNzvwo/s320/P1090033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425227941282849234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0pIEYmwIdI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/vBTBkXbXHrg/s320/P1090036.JPG" /&gt;Meanwhile Rafael has recently started being more active and awake and was starting to be more fussy.  Since we were so obviously boring him, I pulled out Michaela's old tummy time mat and gave it a try.  He loved it!  Well, for about 5 minutes before he decided he'd rather have boob.  Oh well.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425227932968825138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0pID5oiMTI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/-MRU7VB2oLo/s320/P1100037.JPG" /&gt;Here's a bonus picture of Michaela helping my dad vacuum.  I don't know why, but my kids really love vacuums!  By the way, she's bent over because my dad was bent over so that's how she thought you were supposed to vacuum!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425227963339433298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0pIFqxc5VI/AAAAAAAAB7w/pIw1mhhTIiE/s320/P1090031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1389290348956181805-264550219846007125?l=dreafea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/feeds/264550219846007125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1389290348956181805&amp;postID=264550219846007125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/264550219846007125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1389290348956181805/posts/default/264550219846007125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreafea.blogspot.com/2010/01/michaela-likes-boots-and-rafael-thinks.html' title='Michaela Likes Boots and Rafael Thinks We&apos;re Boring'/><author><name>Drea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08003218721292118760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/SHvDmpxHWVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNecNqOWNHA/S220/archetype24_L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0pIFA-xB1I/AAAAAAAAB7o/ppDbiHyWfLU/s72-c/PC310441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1389290348956181805.post-1024701534707276863</id><published>2010-01-09T08:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:12:53.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Ignoring Responsabilities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0iq3fH_ovI/AAAAAAAAB7I/GPRyVXg1gFk/s1600-h/12.04.09.4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424773621392319218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JiQyZagMkqk/S0iq3fH_ovI/AAAAAAAAB7I/GPRyVXg1gFk/s320/12.04.09.4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;It's a slow morning. Rafael and I have been up for a couple hours already, and nothing is accomplished. Usually I rush to take a shower before Rafael gets tired of being by himself and starts screaming at the top of his lungs. This usually wakes up Michaela so I have to rush to get her up, get her diaper changed and her breakfast made as fast as humanly possible so that I can go get Rafael who is still screaming at the top of his lungs and is so worked up at this point that only a 20 minute nursing session will calm him down. By the time he is finally starting to calm down, Michaela is done with her breakfast and comes wandering into the living room with her smoothie cup in hand even though I tell her every single morning to leave it in the kitchen so that she doesn't ruin my carpets (any more than they are already ruined!). Then I attempt to put Rafael in the bassinet or swing while I get Michaela dressed and after 5 minutes he starts screaming again so I have to go nurse him again. And thus proceeds my day, nursing, paying attention to Michaela, screaming and nursing again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not this morning. Rafael and I woke up, played quietly a bit, and then came and sat on the rocker
