<?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-771092959893623027</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:45:42.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A 'Foster' Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-1628560098822287789</id><published>2011-12-30T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:08:53.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;December 30th.. there is only one more day left in 2011. It has been one crazy year but I am so looking forward to what 2012 has to offer!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took down my Christmas tree yesterday... and cleaned.. and did 10928158323 loads of "holiday" laundry. My house feels slightly sad without the smell of pine and the glow of lights. Until next year, I suppose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's a friend of mine's Due Date today. That means that sometime within the next 10 days I will be in the hospital watching a baby be born. I am SO excited. I can't wait to help her through labour and to watch her become a mother. I know first hand the love that fills your heart the very second you see your baby and I cannot wait to see that from another perspective.. to watch her fall in love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am addicted to Candy Cane Lane tea. It's so good... and I must stock up because it's seasonal and will soon be leaving the shelves of supermarkets everywhere! I may die without it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How does one 23lbs child make more laundry than 2 full grown humans? How!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a little bit sad that Christmas is over but in the same breath, I'm so relieved. The holidays are so hectic and we need to have routine back in our life. H is a little out of sorts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of H... she took her first steps nearly a month and a half ago. Some days she'll walk 15 steps like she's a pro, other days she falls after 2 and acts like she's never done it before. Wtf!?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel like I've consumed enough goodies for an entire year... blech!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more leftovers go &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&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/771092959893623027-1628560098822287789?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/1628560098822287789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=1628560098822287789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1628560098822287789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1628560098822287789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-30th.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-5291751783103074519</id><published>2011-12-28T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T05:00:14.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday - The "When Did This Happen?" 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qL7G8k8j04c/TqmMnXQde8I/AAAAAAAAAig/gIAZyT0BLk0/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qL7G8k8j04c/TqmMnXQde8I/AAAAAAAAAig/gIAZyT0BLk0/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I fear we're coming to the end of 2 naps a day.. the thought of only 1 nap makes me want to vomit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12 teeth. She got her first tooth on her 6month birthday and at 12.5months old she now has 12. If I ever meet the damn toothfairy, I'mma knock a bitch out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a new camera. I sold my Sony a380 and bought a Canon t2i.. I'm. In. Love. It's unreal.. for real.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate the snow, as I've mentioned before, but I like a White Christmas. I'm beginning to get nervous that we won't have one this year... too much rain!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't know if I mentioned this but I finally broke down and gave H peanut butter. It was something that made me very nervous but on one cold December evening (the 7th, to be exact) we had a PB&amp;amp;J sandwich in the 15 minute stall of the hospital parking lot. Yah, I know.. I'm a freak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, she's not allergic! yay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;More leftovers &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-7989816437508061075?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7989816437508061075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7989816437508061075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7989816437508061075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7989816437508061075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/12/friday-night-leftovers_16.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qL7G8k8j04c/TqmMnXQde8I/AAAAAAAAAig/gIAZyT0BLk0/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-5271181444961913567</id><published>2011-12-13T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:35:04.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Happy Birthday}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8Lk1-F1M5M/TufgzATMoLI/AAAAAAAAAnE/XqmgHqYIcTo/s1600/n512693432_514464_4385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8Lk1-F1M5M/TufgzATMoLI/AAAAAAAAAnE/XqmgHqYIcTo/s1600/n512693432_514464_4385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 13th was the day H was &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to be born. It is also my papa's Birthday, or at least it would be if he was still with us. While I was pregnant I "told" him that though I would love for my babygirl to share his birthday, I was done being pregnant and if he could make her come any quicker it &amp;nbsp;would be greatly appreciated. Though I will never know if he &lt;i&gt;aaactually&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;had anything to do with the fact that I went into labour the next day, I like to think he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Papa... I miss you every single day and I wish more than anything in the World that you had a chance to meet C and your Great Granddaughter. xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-5271181444961913567?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/5271181444961913567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=5271181444961913567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5271181444961913567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5271181444961913567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday.html' title='{Happy Birthday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8Lk1-F1M5M/TufgzATMoLI/AAAAAAAAAnE/XqmgHqYIcTo/s72-c/n512693432_514464_4385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6233890325079267923</id><published>2011-12-09T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T05:01:00.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM9V79YANM/Tex6FMwCCKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lpKSs941S44/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM9V79YANM/Tex6FMwCCKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lpKSs941S44/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday, already?! Were did this past week go!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H is teething - again, or still, it seems it never quits. We had molar #1 break through a couple weeks ago and this week we have #2 and #3! She's miserable, and so are we. Will the poor kid ever catch a break?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm ALL DONE my Christmas shopping. Christmas cards are sent. Presents are wrapped and under the tree.. I think it's safe to say I'm ahead of the game this year!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a new camera and I looooove it. Merry Christmas to me, from Husby! (He told me I had to wrap it and put it under the tree... I gave him the empty box and told him to wrap away!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pictures with Santa tomorrow - I have a very strong feeling H is going to hate him. We shall see!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I entered a contest to try and win a Trash the Dress photoshoot with a photographer in Vancouver. If you would be so kind as to please vote for me that would be AMAZING. All you have to do is &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/jlsphotographyvancouver"&gt;LIKE this page and then scroll down to my&lt;/a&gt; (Danielle Foster) post on her wall and LIKE it as well. Tell your friends while your at it ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have a lot to say as this week has been full of whiney, teething baby and exhausted, grumpy parents so I'll leave it at that. Check out more leftovers &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-6233890325079267923?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6233890325079267923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6233890325079267923' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6233890325079267923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6233890325079267923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/12/friday-night-leftovers.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM9V79YANM/Tex6FMwCCKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lpKSs941S44/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-5921587849698551361</id><published>2011-11-26T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T08:42:49.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{1 Year Old}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MxblhyNre7o/TtEW8ToIgHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/WRIJxCXEG1s/s1600/DSC09180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MxblhyNre7o/TtEW8ToIgHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/WRIJxCXEG1s/s640/DSC09180.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year? An entire year? Really??!! How did that happen. I've been doing quite a lot of reminiscing the past &lt;strike&gt;month&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;week.. I never really imagined it would be so emotional to have my babygirl turn One! I honestly don't know where the time has gone. I feel like it was just yesterday I was staring into her sweet blue eyes for the very first time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there a rewind button?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month has been fun. H's personality is shining like never before. She's such a ham and loves to laugh and make others laugh. She's a huge show off and the life of the party. If you're watching, she's performing! Her favourite kids song is "Itsy Bitsy Spider".. I've yet to catch it on video but it's seriously the cutest, she lights up as soon as you start singing and she does the actions and everything! She's really into dancing and loves it when music plays - no matter what kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The damn tooth fairy won't leave us alone. We're at 9 teeth now. bottom 4, top 4 and her bottom R molar came in on Nov 6th. If I had to guess I would say that her bottom left will be through any day. She's definitely not her happy go lucky self at the moment!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Nov 1st she fiiiinally said "Mom" and then Nov 23rd she started to say "dada". Now it's "hi dad" every time she sees him. Totally precious. That puts our word count at 10 (mom/mama, dad/dada, hi, baba, ball, up, bath(bah), baby, Elmo and Ya)! She also says "meow" to the cat. She's really starting to "talk" to us more and is working hard at imitating what we say. She knows where her belly is and if you ask her she tries to lift her shirt up to show you and sticks it way out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Nov 17th we got to see her first steps. I have never felt more proud in my life! I was squealing and giddy. She is definitely still a "crawler" though. She only walks if we force her to.. ie. let go of her hands so she has no choice. The most steps she's taken is 6 but she gets SO excited about it that half the time she just tries to run and falls down before she gets 3 steps in. My guess is that it'll be at least another month before we'll be calling her a walker. Either way, she's on the right track - and we're in no hurry!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She currently weighs in at 22lbs 7oz and is only 29.25" tall. I'm not sure on the percentiles for that but I know she's a bit short which makes her look chubbier than she is. We have her 1 year well check on Tuesday so I'll make sure to update the percentiles at that time (not that it really matters, regardless). Dec 1st are her 1 year shots - I am NOT looking forward to that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H continues to be a really good eater though she is becoming pickier. I think now that she knows what she like BEST she sometimes won't eat other things until you assure her they're good. She loves meat, especially chicken. She still has 2-3 bottles a day (before naps and bed) but drinks from her sippy cup throughout the day. She's obsessed with juice - of any kind - but rarely gets it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to sleep.. it's hit or miss. She generally sleeps through the night but has been staying up much later talking away to herself in her crib these days. She still has 2 naps most days and we tried to cut that down to 1 to see if she'd sleep better but she's made it quite clear that she still NEEDS 2 naps a day. She's in 12-18mo clothing, size 4 diapers and size 3 shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever want to forget the past 12 months. It's amazing how one little person can change your World as you know it... and just when you start to think things cant get much better - they do, daily!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 1st Birthday, H. Your Mumma Loves You xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/155032_486207043432_512693432_5635385_816728_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/155032_486207043432_512693432_5635385_816728_n.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;1 minute old&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/-DXzS8k3RxWA/TrMNLrD6uJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DxqMNVtp5wM/s1600/IMG_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; 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I pushed like this for quite some time, sleeping and crying between contractions. I kept telling C I was going to die because I honestly thought I was going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, when the realized the contractions weren't going to pick up again, they decided to put some oxytocin in my IV drip to get things moving - 10 minutes later, on November 26th, at 12:48am, Hadley Grace Foster was born.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt like my pregnancy and labour had taken forever but as soon as she was placed on my chest, I couldn't even remember life without her. I cannot believe how quickly this past year has gone by and how much she has grown. She has taught me so much about myself, my relationships and what matters most in life. It's amazing how one tiny being can change you so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am beyond excited for the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st Birthday, Babygirl, we love you more than you could ever imagine &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-7349793645447963771?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7349793645447963771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7349793645447963771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7349793645447963771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7349793645447963771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/11/365-days-ago-part-3.html' title='{365 Days Ago [Part 3]...}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7418617383743556821</id><published>2011-11-25T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T07:00:04.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{365 days ago [Part 2]...}</title><content type='html'>I had a good nights sleep in the labour room from about 12-7 when my doctor arrived and did an internal exam/fluid test. She said I was 1cm dilated at this point and that yes, it was infact my water that was broken. I clarified that this meant I would not be leaving the hospital without a baby and she assured me that was the case. She told me that I had until 9am for my contractions to start again and if they didn't start on their own by that point, I would be induced. I phoned my mom and sister in the Okanagan and told them to get on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began to sink in. I sent C to the car to get "the bag". I texted our parents, our friends, and updated FB (of course, Ha!). I had some breakfast, went for a walk, and grew more and more nervous by the second. At 9am I was still feeling great, still no contractions. I was hooked up to the machine, induced and monitored. It only took about 10 minutes after the induction for my contractions to start again and they started strong. About 3 minutes apart. After monitoring me for an hour to make sure H was handling the induction well, I was removed from all monitors and instructed to walk. I walked, and walked, and walked and walked. By 12 that afternoon I was still only 1cm, but my cervix had softened and the contractions were 2 minutes apart, lasting about a minute. I was beginning to get pretty uncomfortable but I was set on having a natural labour and delivery. By 330 I was 4cms and around 6pm I was 5cms. H was still not engaged and my full waters had not broken. The doctor broke the rest of my waters at about 9pm and I instantly went to 6cms and H dropped down to +3 station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and sister had arrived from the Okanagan shortly before they broke my waters and the room was full of pretty much everyone we loved. I don't think my water had been broken for more than 15 minutes and I was asking (or screaming and swearing) for an epidural. I was screaming, crying, and freaking out. I was given the gas which I'm still convinced never worked, but it didn't make any difference. Everyone was trying to talk me out of the epidural because that's what I told them to do, but I was losing my mind. The doctor kicked everyone (except C) out of the room and made sure that this was what I wanted. I assured her that I needed it or I would die (obviously, ha!) and so she called for the Anesthesiologist. In the time it took him to arrive I went from 6-10cms and when he walked in the door I was getting ready to push - it was already too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started pushing just before 10pm and I'm fairly certain if I hadn't already woke up the entire hospital with my "crazy girl" screaming and crying, they were up now. I pushed and and pushed and pushed for what seemed like forever. When 12am rolled around, I was still pushing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-7418617383743556821?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7418617383743556821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7418617383743556821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7418617383743556821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7418617383743556821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/11/365-days-ago-part-2.html' title='{365 days ago [Part 2]...}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7892780443818507031</id><published>2011-11-24T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T09:47:00.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{365 days ago [Part 1]...}</title><content type='html'>I didn't write much while I was pregnant and that's a regret of mine (not one that keeps me up at night, but I just wish I had of recorded more of it is all) so here's a recap of what was happening November 24th, 2010 (it was a Wednesday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the morning and still felt horrible. I was going on day 3 or 4 of a cold and it was really beginning to kick my ass. I finished rearranged my living room, which I'd started with the help of my auntie a couple days prior. After that I did some laundry and while my auntie was finishing up moving furniture I sat on the nursery floor folding baby clothes. I had a shower, took a belly picture, ate some chocolates and lounged around wishing my Braxton Hicks would just go away and my back would stop hurting.. you know, the usual day in the life of a prego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 12pm I was thinking that perhaps my Braxton Hicks contractions were in fact real and that perhaps I should start timing them. They seemed to be coming about every 11 minutes so I texted C and told him that when he got home from work we may have to go into the hospital. He said okay but I don't think he actually realized what I meant. I called my doctor at about 2 and told her of my back pain and my contractions and asked her if I should just wait until the next day when I had a doctors appointment with her. She said that it sounded like I was in labour and that I should go in to get checked. I instantly panicked. I hadn't packed a bag or anything. I slowly started getting things together while I waited for C to get home and puttered around the house doing last minute things. It was snowing pretty hard and the contractions were getting stronger so when C got home at about 5pm we left for the hospital pretty much right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the hospital I refused to bring anything in with me, I was 100% convinced I was about to become &lt;i&gt;that girl.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;You know, the one that thinks she's in labour when she's not? Anyways, we went in, I was hooked up to monitors and sure enough, my contractions were about 6 minutes apart and consistent. They checked me and I wasn't even 1cm. Because it was snowing so hard they gave me the option of staying at the hospital or leaving and coming back when the contractions were closer together. We opted to leave and went to C's parents who live much closer then we do. I had some dinner (the only food I'd eaten all day aside from an entire box of chocolates), walked on the treadmill, bounced on an exercise ball, and relaxed a bit. At about 9pm my contractions were closer together (about 3minutes) and getting stronger. I went up stairs to have a pee and as I was walking up the stairs I felt a gush. I thought I had pee'd myself but then it happened again, and again. My water was leaking! We went back to the hospital shortly after that and we were admitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept testing my fluid to make sure it was my waters, and the test kept coming back negative. The nurses didn't understand why because they said there really was no other explanation for fluid pouring out of a pregnant woman. They said in the morning my doctor would come in and do a microscopic test and we would know for certain. In the meantime I was to try and get some sleep. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;So maybe this is like.. week(s) long leftovers? I just can't seem to get into it. I try.. I say I will.. then I don't. Maybe blogging isn't for me - or maybe I just need to take a break and not stress about it and just be happy with doing it when I do it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;The most exciting news I have is that yesterday H took her first steps - 4, to be exact. Today? She refuses to stand. Ha, Babies!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;It snowed last night - I hate the snow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hadley turns 1 in a week and a day. I've been thinking about having another baby so much that if thoughts alone could make you pregnant there would be a whole herd in there. Seriously, I have the worst "baby fever" ever. It will pass, I know I want to wait, but for now I'm having a moment. I cannot believe how fast this year as gone by. Bittersweet...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss my besties and I wish they could all come home for Christmas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking of Christmas - yay - it's almost December. Christmas is my FAV holiday and I am SO excited for it this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;In fact, Christmas may actually be the only good thing about winter. Did I mention I hate winter?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay.. so there is 2 things good about winter... babies in dresses, tights and cardigans. SO CUTE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Winter coats and carseats suck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, remember how I mentioned we were getting rid of the sucky? Remember how it didn't work? Guess what!? 4 days sucky free (except bedtime)!!! I know it doesn't count exaaaactly unless it's completely gone, but I'm okay with her having it at bedtime and I may just continue to allow that for awhile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;H has her 2nd molar coming in right now. I hate molars. Come to think of it, I kind of don't like the tooth fairy. Isn't there babies withOUT teeth that need them... you know those toothless weirdos who are walking around with their gummy smiles? Show them some love and leave my 9 toothed child ALONE. Please, I'm practically begging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;My cat cleans up under the highchair.. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pinterest may aaactually be the death of me. I haven't been so addicted to something in a long time. Love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking of pinterest - a friend requested and invite and got "waitlisted".. wtf is that!? Probably for her own good though!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I refused to re-read this post because all the little red lines underlining everything mean that my spelling and grammar are atrocious. Today, I'm okay with that.. this is, after all, the "rambling" edition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To find some leftovers that don't hurt your eyes go &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-4684850152776449636?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/4684850152776449636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=4684850152776449636' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4684850152776449636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4684850152776449636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-night-leftovers-rambling-edition.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers - The &quot;Rambling&quot; Edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4430507347334492953</id><published>2011-11-03T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T15:04:01.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{A Quick Reminisce}</title><content type='html'>I've spent the past 3 days - a couple hours at a time - going through pictures. I'm horrible at keeping up with pictures. I take them. I FB them so that my family and friends can see, and then I keep adding more and more and &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;without backing them up or deleting the ones that are blurry, or "bad". This is my vow to back them up every month from this point on, and to delete the "bad" ones as soon as I upload them off my camera so that I don't have to deal with this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, because this was such a boring post, here are some pictures I wouldn't normally post because they're just snapshots from here and there. 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She didn't really understand what was going on and was a little bit unsure of everything. She enjoyed carrying her bucket and picking which treats she would like out of the bowls. She even got toys! Spoiled baby... Bedtime came early because Trick-or-Treating is tiring business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Zmpdc7iooo/TrA5Ej0sdpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mPGiwvD75bQ/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Zmpdc7iooo/TrA5Ej0sdpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mPGiwvD75bQ/s320/012.JPG" width="213" /&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/-ji0tfrRV-V8/TrA5eBmITnI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Rf39TEvbYuo/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ji0tfrRV-V8/TrA5eBmITnI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Rf39TEvbYuo/s320/018.JPG" width="213" /&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;Isn't she BEEautiful? Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-3902197745512436927?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/3902197745512436927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=3902197745512436927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3902197745512436927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3902197745512436927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='{Trick-or-Treat}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Zmpdc7iooo/TrA5Ej0sdpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mPGiwvD75bQ/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-8421382293250602212</id><published>2011-10-28T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T06:00:08.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qL7G8k8j04c/TqmMnXQde8I/AAAAAAAAAig/gIAZyT0BLk0/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qL7G8k8j04c/TqmMnXQde8I/AAAAAAAAAig/gIAZyT0BLk0/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Less than one month and H is 1. That's 52 weeks, or 365 days old... and it feels like yesterday I was holding her in my arms for the first time - how is that even &lt;i&gt;possible!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;So because she's turning 1, I have baby fever... basically if C would allow it I would be pregnant right now... and then I would be mad as hell that he let me talk him into something so stupid when I was in a clouded state of mind! I know I don't &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;want another baby right now, but I'm having a hard time convincing my uterus that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking of babies.. 2 of my friends are pregnant right now - exciting, right? It gets better - one of them as asked if I wanted to be in the delivery room!!! I have been throwing around the idea of taking a Doula course so this gives me an opportunity to see if it's something I'm actually interested in. She is due New Years Eve and I work so hopefully that baby waits for me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;On a different note, I hate winter. Yes, I know it's still fall (technically) but it's bloody cold out and I'm not diggin' the frost on my car windows. Cheers to freezing hands and feet for the next 7 months. Ha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Birthday party planning is coming along nicely. Cakes have been ordered, invites (via FB.. lame, right?) have been sent out and the time just keeps passing. I have a feeling we're going to need a lot more storage room for this spoiled baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I made H's Birthday present yesterday. I already want to give it to her. I'll put a picture up in the near future (after I add buttons) but it's a duvet cover made of Minky for her crib duvet. It's so beautiful and SO cozy. I can't wait for her to snuggle into it. C got her diamonds and a onsie that says "Born To Wear Diamonds".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;It took me 21 years to get diamond earrings... hers are the exact same as mine - but smaller. How fair is THAT?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a Halloween photoshoot done with H and her besties yesterday. They all looked so cute dressed up. We pick up the pictures next Wednesday so I feel an extra adorable "Wordless Wednesday" coming up!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got H weighed yesterday. I updated it in her 11 month post but incase you didn't read that I'll toss it out here, too. She's 22lbs. That's only up 1oz from last month!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I updated my blog, as you can see... what do you think? Is the font hard to read? Colour too bright for your eyes? Let me have it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For more Leftovers visit our host over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sippy Cups Are Not For Starbucks.&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/771092959893623027-8421382293250602212?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/8421382293250602212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=8421382293250602212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8421382293250602212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8421382293250602212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/10/friday-night-leftovers_28.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qL7G8k8j04c/TqmMnXQde8I/AAAAAAAAAig/gIAZyT0BLk0/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2999337180409224636</id><published>2011-10-27T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T06:00:03.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Oh My God}</title><content type='html'>Today marks the countdown I've been dreading for almost a year... less than a month until she's 1.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help, my uterus hurts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2999337180409224636?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2999337180409224636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2999337180409224636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2999337180409224636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2999337180409224636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-my-god.html' title='{Oh My God}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-3669990481334496421</id><published>2011-10-26T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:44:15.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{11 Months Old}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RcBnAB9l-kI/TqhAclNw_fI/AAAAAAAAAfw/szXBisVLQiU/s1600/DSC08544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RcBnAB9l-kI/TqhAclNw_fI/AAAAAAAAAfw/szXBisVLQiU/s640/DSC08544.jpg" width="424" /&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;This past month has been amazing. It started off a little bit rocky with extreme attitude, lack of sleep and whining but the past few weeks have been the best weeks we've had in the past ELEVEN Months! H has turned into the happiest baby out there. She's content to play alone, she sleeps through the night (most nights), and naps for hours (&lt;i&gt;crrazzzyyy!). &lt;/i&gt;She's still an awesome eater but we've found out recently that she does not like tomatoes. I can deal with that - they're gross anyways.&amp;nbsp;&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;She has begun standing unassisted on her own time. She will play with toys while just standing there. We've been trying the "come to ma'ma" thing in hopes to see those first steps but no luck. Last week she did a quick 2 step before reaching to C, which is more than the usual 1 step lunge she does regularly. Perhaps we're close?&amp;nbsp;&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;Bath time is no longer fun as all she wants to do is stand and won't let us lay her back anymore. She loves to play with other babies/kids and is still very much a curious baby. She is more of an observer, though. She sits back and takes it all in before she goes and joins the fun.&amp;nbsp;&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;H went on her first plane ride this month. She wasn't too sure about it and turned slightly green. I was worried there would be crying but fortunately there was not. We went to Vancouver to visit grampa in the hospital and to see her bestie M.&amp;nbsp;&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;We are still at 8 teeth and wearing size 4 diapers. I get her weighed tomorrow so I will update her weight and height at that point.&amp;nbsp;&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;H is full of loves. She adores almost everyone and hands out hugs and kisses like they're going out of style. I sit on one side of the room and say "kiss kiss" and she comes crawling over as fast as she can to give kisses. She is still extremely attached to her blankie and we do not go anywhere with out it and the dreaded &lt;i&gt;sucky&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;still exists.&amp;nbsp;&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;Her favorite song is &lt;i&gt;Itsy Bitsy Spider &lt;/i&gt;and she loves to wave hello and goodbye. She has been saying dada more this month but the ma'mas are still few and far between.&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Happened This Month?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She had her first plane ride and skytrain ride on Oct 21st, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She developed a hate for tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*We've switched to milk. She's a dairy baby now which is earlier than "recommended" but it was suggested by our doctor and so far we couldn't be happier with the transition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She drinks between 16 and 20oz a day and has 3 meals + snacks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*We had a swimming pool playdate with all her friends (minus one) and she loooved it. We will be going more regularly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;*She's become more independent with everything but especially with eating. She doesn't like to be fed and is getting significantly better at using her spoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She's still into EVERYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She LOVES to climb stairs and is incredibly good at it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She knows how to get off over her chair and our bed. She goes to the edge, turns around, holds the duvet and slides off until her feet hit the ground. It's totally adorable and she is so proud of herself every time she does it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She knows how to show you she's "Soooooo Big!" (video on that sometime soon).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is her last month under a year. I always said that I wanted to wait until she's about 3 before we have another baby but the closer she gets to being "1" the more I want another. I don't &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;want another one right now but I guess I'm just a little bit sad that she's growing up so quickly. I can say that this past month has been my favourite month with her. I've loved every month we've had with her but this month has been so full of wonder and growth. She learns so quickly and catches on to things I never even imagined she could. She seriously amazes me every.single.day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy 11 Months, H. Your Mumma Loves You xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j7mEtGHlgfs/TqhFwDlTWXI/AAAAAAAAAf4/l5v8jiHHEbw/s1600/DSC08548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j7mEtGHlgfs/TqhFwDlTWXI/AAAAAAAAAf4/l5v8jiHHEbw/s320/DSC08548.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/-AIzwbBR7Iik/TqhF2KWguSI/AAAAAAAAAgA/kCqRn5zZpog/s1600/DSC08569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AIzwbBR7Iik/TqhF2KWguSI/AAAAAAAAAgA/kCqRn5zZpog/s320/DSC08569.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I do. I have rough days and days where I wish I could just run away.. but honestly, I have it good.. and I know it. From now on I'm going to try my best to complain less, and enjoy more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-5961560023631146651?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/5961560023631146651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=5961560023631146651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5961560023631146651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5961560023631146651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/10/thankful-on-thursday.html' title='{Thankful on Thursday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-1235595722903501885</id><published>2011-10-19T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:01:56.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday - The "Her Favourite Things" Edition}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn2pFYMx0Xg/Tp8Qg02NMwI/AAAAAAAAAfA/D9RBmm_6Sdg/s1600/IMG_1025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn2pFYMx0Xg/Tp8Qg02NMwI/AAAAAAAAAfA/D9RBmm_6Sdg/s320/IMG_1025.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/771092959893623027-1235595722903501885?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/1235595722903501885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=1235595722903501885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1235595722903501885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1235595722903501885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/10/wordless-wednesday-her-favourite-things.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday - The &quot;Her Favourite Things&quot; Edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn2pFYMx0Xg/Tp8Qg02NMwI/AAAAAAAAAfA/D9RBmm_6Sdg/s72-c/IMG_1025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-72079932574251694</id><published>2011-10-17T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T10:15:48.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Shh, Don't Tell ANYONE}</title><content type='html'>Evening thinking about posting this is making me nervous... I know as soon as I say something it's all going to change, that's how it always works!! Either way, I can't hold it in any longer, so here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby we have waiting 10 and a half months for has &lt;i&gt;FINALLY&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;arrived. She is happy - all.the.time. She's funny. She's sleeping through the night again. She laughs and smiles and squeals as she crawls around playing with her toys in.de.pendantly(!). It's only been a week, but it's been the best week we've had since we brought her home (well, the happiest week, anyways).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've shouted it from a mountain she's screaming at me for ignoring her and I must go watch it all unravel before my eyes. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This will teach me for saying something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-72079932574251694?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/72079932574251694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=72079932574251694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/72079932574251694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/72079932574251694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/10/shh-dont-tell-anyone.html' title='{Shh, Don&apos;t Tell ANYONE}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4687331787765261758</id><published>2011-10-12T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T13:38:08.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHNHbCpnCs/TToGI7B0QBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tkJ9mH7q95I/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHNHbCpnCs/TToGI7B0QBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tkJ9mH7q95I/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I suck at blogging. &lt;s&gt;I'll try my hardest to be blog every weekday from now on.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;I have good intentions but I just never seem to find the time.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;I know it seems like excuse after excuse but it's the truth.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have no excuses and I won't try to justify it.. I just suck, end of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My doctor cut me off of chocolate because I've been getting migraines again... Yesterday I spent $30 on Advil and tonight I climbed into bed with a chocolate bar - I'm seriously an addict.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of addictions - I seriously need to stop buying H Christmas presents. She already has more than I can keep in our closet. I'm out of control.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H's &lt;s&gt;1st&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;52nd Week&amp;nbsp;Birthday is next month and the planning has begun. I'm beyond excited... and yet, ridiculously sad at the same time - Where did my BABY go!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H hates tomatoes. This brings the "hate" list to 4 items: Avocado, cottage cheese, quinoa, and tomatoes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got new tires today... C says I should be super excited but I can think of 100 things more exciting to spend that kind of money on. Safety First though, right? (and also, now there is just one more reason my car is better than his!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-4687331787765261758?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/4687331787765261758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=4687331787765261758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4687331787765261758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4687331787765261758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/10/friday-night-leftovers.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHNHbCpnCs/TToGI7B0QBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tkJ9mH7q95I/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-1586203977724189204</id><published>2011-10-05T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T22:08:07.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Spilt Milk}</title><content type='html'>I had a lot of issues in the beginning when it came to nursing H. She never did learn to latch but I pumped for over a month in hopes that she would catch on. In that time she was fed exclusively breast milk and I was proud of myself for trying as hard as I did. When my milk started to dry up and I started having to supplement with formula I was devastated. The first bottle of formula I fed her was before bed one night. It was dark and while she ate, I cried. It didn't take long before I had no more milk to give and she became a formula baby. It took me A LONG time to be okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At her 9 month checkup my doctor told me to finish up my tin of formula and start her on &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; milk. I questioned him, thinking she wasn't supposed to have "real milk" until a year, but he assured me it was okay and that she was ready. I continued to buy formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iX3MlC3Emfo/To02er0D4xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/FsrAnWhxdyo/s1600/DSC08287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iX3MlC3Emfo/To02er0D4xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/FsrAnWhxdyo/s320/DSC08287.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/-DmMsxaA6o3w/To02kwFzdcI/AAAAAAAAAes/T9LUi_6O0lY/s1600/DSC08288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmMsxaA6o3w/To02kwFzdcI/AAAAAAAAAes/T9LUi_6O0lY/s320/DSC08288.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, before bed, H had her first bottle of real milk. It was dark and while she ate, I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry over spilt milk, huh? pft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-1586203977724189204?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/1586203977724189204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=1586203977724189204' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1586203977724189204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1586203977724189204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/10/spilt-milk.html' title='{Spilt Milk}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iX3MlC3Emfo/To02er0D4xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/FsrAnWhxdyo/s72-c/DSC08287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-5988523727596750743</id><published>2011-10-05T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T19:39:45.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205595_18310968432_512693432_71052_8900_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205595_18310968432_512693432_71052_8900_n.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/771092959893623027-5988523727596750743?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/5988523727596750743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=5988523727596750743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5988523727596750743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5988523727596750743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/10/wordless-wednesday.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4131022133781807650</id><published>2011-10-01T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T19:52:13.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Those Girls}</title><content type='html'>You know the girls you see in movies or on TV that are all best friends and do everything together? The ones that make you envious of their friendship? The ones that are always laughing, joking and having a great time - no matter what they're doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/166412_500688753432_512693432_5867766_6504988_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/166412_500688753432_512693432_5867766_6504988_n.jpg" width="320" /&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://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/photos-ak-ash1/v307/175/116/512693432/n512693432_616652_7499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/photos-ak-ash1/v307/175/116/512693432/n512693432_616652_7499.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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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://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/18963_272434118432_512693432_3239922_7280323_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/18963_272434118432_512693432_3239922_7280323_n.jpg" width="320" /&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://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/296519_10150332338174600_500579599_7969378_436273417_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/296519_10150332338174600_500579599_7969378_436273417_n.jpg" width="320" /&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;Miles and hours separate us and though we can't ALL be there EVERY time, we all love each other and would do anything for one another - and we're always there when it counts...&amp;nbsp;&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;I love being &lt;i&gt;Those Girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-4131022133781807650?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/4131022133781807650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=4131022133781807650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4131022133781807650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4131022133781807650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/10/those-girls.html' title='{Those Girls}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-1789086498603541086</id><published>2011-09-30T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T06:00:15.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers - The "Exhaustion" Edition}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHNHbCpnCs/TToGI7B0QBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tkJ9mH7q95I/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHNHbCpnCs/TToGI7B0QBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tkJ9mH7q95I/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where have I been, right? Well.. I was on vacation - Kinda of. I went to Vancouver for my besties birthday, and then visited with my mom, step dad and brother, and also another good friend of mine and her boyfriend and kids. I brought H with me... and she was horrid.. so basically, C was on vacation and I&amp;nbsp;was working overtime. (but I still had fun!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did I mention H has been horrid? Like, the worst she's ever been. We've resorted back to CIO because she is up 5+ times a night and that is compleeeetly unacceptable if you ask me.. and if you don't think it is, check out my bags..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zs9nNlwuDUI/SQ8IHBTsuVI/AAAAAAAACI4/GuTWB19x808/s400/eye+bags.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zs9nNlwuDUI/SQ8IHBTsuVI/AAAAAAAACI4/GuTWB19x808/s320/eye+bags.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay, you're right, those aren't &lt;i&gt;MY &lt;/i&gt;bags exactly, but that's how I feel!!!! That counts for something, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did I mention I'm exhausted?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How exhausted you ask? In the past 5 nights I have got 16 hours of &lt;i&gt;broken &lt;/i&gt;sleep. Yah, 11 hours in 6 nights.. plus a trip to the states, 3 days of shopping, one night of dancing, 4 ferries, and about 18 hours of driving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;16 divided by 5 equals approximately 3.2... in case you were curious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more leftovers visit &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-1789086498603541086?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/1789086498603541086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=1789086498603541086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1789086498603541086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1789086498603541086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/09/friday-night-leftovers-exhaustion.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers - The &quot;Exhaustion&quot; Edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHNHbCpnCs/TToGI7B0QBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tkJ9mH7q95I/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2291020837595106803</id><published>2011-09-26T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T22:59:15.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{10 Months Old}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lvsuJAfIVQ/To0_XwBnzRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/JMxs4xTk3No/s1600/DSC08203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lvsuJAfIVQ/To0_XwBnzRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/JMxs4xTk3No/s640/DSC08203.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;We're changing up the format slightly this month. I like the idea of the "Likes" and "Dislikes" I was doing before but they aren't changing as rapidly as they were in those beginning months. She still likes and dislikes relatively the same things these days so I'm trying something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Month 9 brought attitude. EXTREME attitude. She has learned how to throw temper tantrums and lets you know when she doesn't like something you've done/taken away/not given her. I tried to blame this on teeth but as far as I can tell, we're still at 8. Since the attitude has started, sleep has gone downhill. She's been consistently sleeping through the night for a couple months now but this month has been horrid. Even naps got worse (if you can imagine 15minutes naps getting worse!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I think it's safe to say that separation anxiety has set in. She cries when Cole or I leave the room.. she crawls after us as fast as she can yelling "up, uppp" and climbs up our legs as soon as she reaches us. She's still good with other people, thank goodness, but she just doesn't like to be left alone - even for a bathroom break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;She's developed an insane personality. She's absolutely hilarious and when there is a lot of people around she turns into a complete show off. C and I just sit and laugh at her on a regular basis. Our favourite is when she gives us loves and kisses but sometimes she bites. Her favourite things to do right now are play peek-a-boo. If we hide under a blanket she pulls it off and laughs and laughs. If we put the blanket over her head she pulls it off and laughs and laughs - either way it's hilarious. She also likes "Itsy Bitsy Spider" and tries to do the motions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Happened This Month?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She has her 9mo Check up and Doc said she is fabulous - as if we didn't already know that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She hates quinoa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*We moved up to size 4 diapers! This makes me a little sad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*I wish I could say we successfully got rid of the sucky. We didn't. In fact, she's using it more this month than she was last month due to the horrendous attitude she's acquired. New goal - no sucky by her 1st Birthday (I think that's doable!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She's down to about 3 bottles a day and drinks water from her sippy cup the rest of the time. She eats 3 full meals, plus snacks, a day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Swimming in the lake continued to be one of her fav activities. I think now that the cooler weather has set in we'll be going to the pool a lot more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She watched her Auntie Megan get her 2nd tattoo (she was there for her 1st tattoo, too, but very little then!) and ME get my first!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She still stands unassisted until she realizes no one is holding her, then she sits down as quick as she can. She's also begun walking with her "walker" toys. It's crazy to think that soon enough she'll be walking around non stop. She still does the "tippy-toe" walk occasionally but she's getting the flat foot thing down pretty good now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She's into EVERYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She gives highfives! So. Cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She started to say "Dada".. still no mama.. :(... that makes her word count at 5. (Ball, Baba, Dada, Hi, Up)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*We are currently in Vancouver visiting the AunTee's, Gramma and Grampa P, and B, S, A and M. She had a sleepover with Gramma and Grampa who came down from the Okanagan to babysit while I went out on the town for AunTee's Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She weighs 20lbs 15oz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so excited for the months to come. Each month &amp;nbsp;brings something new and exciting and she learns something new every day. I'm sad that my baby is growing up but looking forward to the little person she's turning into. 2 Months until her first birthday... I swear I pushed her out yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy 10 Months, H. Your Mumma Loves You xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRLbKXeg56k/To0_Jeoye6I/AAAAAAAAAew/cczc9nCE6JI/s1600/DSC08188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRLbKXeg56k/To0_Jeoye6I/AAAAAAAAAew/cczc9nCE6JI/s320/DSC08188.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #515151; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&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/771092959893623027-2291020837595106803?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2291020837595106803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2291020837595106803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2291020837595106803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2291020837595106803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-months-old.html' title='{10 Months Old}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lvsuJAfIVQ/To0_XwBnzRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/JMxs4xTk3No/s72-c/DSC08203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2996945632217786857</id><published>2011-09-20T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T10:41:22.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Stupid Socks}</title><content type='html'>I'm wearing socks. I haven't worn socks since like, April. I hate socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is still shining but our bedroom window is now closed, my long sleeves are hung back up in the closet and my shorts are banished to the bottom drawer. It's cold out. Not freezing - but cold. I hate Winter.. and honestly I don't even love Fall. I only like Spring because it comes before Summer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably live somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Is it June yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2996945632217786857?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2996945632217786857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2996945632217786857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2996945632217786857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2996945632217786857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/09/stupid-socks.html' title='{Stupid Socks}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7278089208944730705</id><published>2011-09-14T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T09:44:42.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday - The 'Watch Us Grow' Edition}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VpCtQ0rutpQ/TnBcfNP_VFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/vwJUxnGTnqM/s72-c/IMG_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-5417101988009543109</id><published>2011-09-08T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T00:31:30.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Baby Boy!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299204_10150281756311923_564241922_8141002_910839308_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299204_10150281756311923_564241922_8141002_910839308_n.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: center;"&gt;Congratulations to two of my very good friends, T&amp;amp;I, on the birth of their newest baby&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Welcome to The World, Babyboy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Born at 7:43pm on September 7th, 2011 - weighing in at 7lbs 3oz and 19" long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;[name yet to be announced... dun, dun, dun]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to meet him!!!! &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-5417101988009543109?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/5417101988009543109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=5417101988009543109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5417101988009543109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5417101988009543109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-boy.html' title='{Baby Boy!}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-5500638357428334215</id><published>2011-09-07T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T14:05:26.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday - TuTuCute}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;It was, just an old plywood boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;75 johnson with electric choke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A young [girl], two hands on the wheel&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cant replace the way it made me feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I would turn it shore line, and, make it wide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He'd say, ya can't beat the way an old wood boat rides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a little lake across the [Powell River] line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I was [queen] of the ocean, when daddy[/grampa] let me drive..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/-Ylsm3mRJWwI/TmWo94wdRiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JO5B3qkqtPs/s1600/n512693432_514466_4974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ylsm3mRJWwI/TmWo94wdRiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JO5B3qkqtPs/s400/n512693432_514466_4974.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Labour Day Weekend, 1987&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/-R-bMFJIBJLY/TmWop53RlbI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Q4UelX4d1do/s1600/DSC07497.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-bMFJIBJLY/TmWop53RlbI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Q4UelX4d1do/s400/DSC07497.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Labour Day Weekend, 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-6259576340019864609?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6259576340019864609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6259576340019864609' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6259576340019864609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6259576340019864609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/09/like-mama-like-baby.html' title='{Like Ma&apos;ma, Like Baby}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ylsm3mRJWwI/TmWo94wdRiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JO5B3qkqtPs/s72-c/n512693432_514466_4974.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6694871114725771891</id><published>2011-09-01T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T11:39:44.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Exactly a Year Ago}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Then a few nights of up 3x a night, followed by another 12 hour stretch and then, just to make sure I don't get excited, up all night again the next night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up on trying to understand &lt;i&gt;why&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;and just succumb to the fact that it is what it is.&amp;nbsp;I guess that's just one of the many ways she rules our lives... it's a good thing she's cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-3291561146664862712?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/3291561146664862712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=3291561146664862712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3291561146664862712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3291561146664862712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/08/consistently-inconsistent.html' title='{Consistently Inconsistent}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-1455996500055456099</id><published>2011-08-28T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T10:14:51.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{9 Months Old}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAesQzvvqmo/Tlh_uYjcNpI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nSMTyVbSi34/s1600/DSC07184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAesQzvvqmo/Tlh_uYjcNpI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nSMTyVbSi34/s640/DSC07184.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, it's getting increasingly more difficult to get a picture each month!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(and my post is 2 days short, I know.. it's summer..sorry.)&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Likes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Swimming, still - The lake is just her favorite!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Standing/walking - She's pulling herself up on everything and anything she can. Fortunately she has learned how to get back down and so she rarely falls anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Snuggles - mornings are so snuggly.. and she's even been falling asleep on us again lately, which hasn't happened for quite some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Food! - blueberries, blackberries, oatmeal, scrambled eggs, french toast... I could go on. Basically she hates cottage cheese, and avocado, and likes everything else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Laying down in the bath - she used to love to "swim" but now she would rather sit or stand in the tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Having things taken away from her - her temper is quite something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Having her diaper changed - it's a fight every.single.time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Sleep - period.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Happened This Month?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She went from 5 teeth to 8. It's been about 3 weeks since her 8th tooth came in and I'm loving the lack of teething.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Bruises. Here, there and everywhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*We've banished the &lt;i&gt;sucky&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to bedtime. We did this before and it went really well however, when she was sick last month she became dependant on it again. It took us a few weeks but we're back to only at bedtime and 90% of the time she falls asleep with it in her hand, or beside her anyways. I hope to have it fully gone by next month (we shall see!).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She drinks very well from her new sippy cups. They have straws and she loves to have her water. She lounges and sucks it back without any issues at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She has been swimming in the lake lots. She kicks her feet and paddles her arms so hard I almost feel like I could let go and she's just swim away!! It's so amazing to see her become such a water baby just like I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She "dances" and "bounces" to music. She shrieks when she's excited. She laughs hysterically when she sees her Auntie Megan (we're not sure why.. it must be because she's so funny looking ;)!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She stands unassisted for a few seconds at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Crawling went from slow to fast reeeal quick. It didn't take her long to get used to it and since she has she hasn't looked back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She stands up on everything and uses whatever she can to walk from point A to point B. She knows how to get up, and down on her own so falling incidents are fewer and farther between these days. Thank goodness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*Her word count is at 4. She says "Ba Ba" and knows exactly what it means. We often wake up to "BABABABABA" from her crib as she slams her hands down on the rail or kicks her feet on the mattress. If it wasn't so damn cute it would be annoying! She also says "Ball", "Hi" and "Up". "Up" is only said in a whisper for some reason and she says it while she's climbing up on things or wants you to pick her up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She waves "hi" and "bye" and claps. She know's "Pat-a-cake" and starts clapping when you sing it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She's still in size 3 diapers but we will be upgrading to 4's the next box we buy. 3's still fit just fine for the day but leak at night sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She weighs 20lbs 1oz!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*She has had 3 sleepovers with Gramma this month, one of them was a camping trip! I HATE being away from her over night... she doesn't seem to mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*C says it's almost time for a haircut - I say, dream on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;3 months until her first birthday. How is that even possible? She has now been &lt;i&gt;out&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;of my belly longer than she was &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;my belly and yet somehow it doesn't seem like it. I love watching her grow up and each day brings something new but it's a little bittersweet...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy 9 Months, H. Your Mumma Loves You xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-un6-F5dk8gs/Tlh_3k4LrSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/WM6ugVcHW5U/s1600/DSC07175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-un6-F5dk8gs/Tlh_3k4LrSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/WM6ugVcHW5U/s320/DSC07175.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yayg1JQHw7s/Tlh_8cdLFnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TEFmpVsWHyo/s1600/DSC07191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yayg1JQHw7s/Tlh_8cdLFnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TEFmpVsWHyo/s320/DSC07191.jpg" width="212" /&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/771092959893623027-1455996500055456099?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/1455996500055456099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=1455996500055456099' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1455996500055456099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1455996500055456099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/08/9-months-old.html' title='{9 Months Old}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAesQzvvqmo/Tlh_uYjcNpI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nSMTyVbSi34/s72-c/DSC07184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-3538313714052563078</id><published>2011-08-26T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:11:01.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;H is 9 Months old today... 9... months.. old. Seriously? Her 9 month pictures and footprints have been taken but her post will not appear until tomorrow (or perhaps later tonight?).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of 9 months, the last 9 have been the best of my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Summer is totally ruining any sort of schedule we had worked out. Life is just "go with the flow" right now. I like it, but sometimes in &lt;i&gt;Baby World&lt;/i&gt; the go-with-the-flow technique makes for a cranky day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do I watch cartoons even when H is napping?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the topic of cartoons - I hate Caillou. Whiney little baby talking Brat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;C and I are bartending a wedding on Saturday. Is it bad that even though it's working, I'm excited for a "night out" with him?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is a different baby toy in my bed every night. I don't suppose this will stop any time soon but that's okay because it always makes me smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FNL is short this week because tiny fingers keep pressing buttons and I'm incapable of fighhti'nasgan themi off any longa'aerr... see? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Khhm redbu - from Hadley.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more FNL head over &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/2011/08/friday-night-leftovers-natural-disaster.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FRCue+%28Sippy+Cups+Are+Not+For+Starbucks%29"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&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/771092959893623027-3538313714052563078?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/3538313714052563078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=3538313714052563078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3538313714052563078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3538313714052563078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/08/friday-night-leftovers.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-9051638206509815766</id><published>2011-08-24T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:29:49.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPyj8iMh3qs/TlV7MWgsmsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/cwRyg6O1OUU/s1600/DSC07158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPyj8iMh3qs/TlV7MWgsmsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/cwRyg6O1OUU/s320/DSC07158.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dKFhwz-PxsQ/TlV7RF6rFvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2PNa7xkYbeQ/s1600/DSC07170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dKFhwz-PxsQ/TlV7RF6rFvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2PNa7xkYbeQ/s320/DSC07170.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/-v13W0fhPRKo/TlV7V_CwWlI/AAAAAAAAAcE/WBA02R_crvY/s1600/DSC07166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v13W0fhPRKo/TlV7V_CwWlI/AAAAAAAAAcE/WBA02R_crvY/s320/DSC07166.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-9051638206509815766?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/9051638206509815766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=9051638206509815766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/9051638206509815766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/9051638206509815766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPyj8iMh3qs/TlV7MWgsmsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/cwRyg6O1OUU/s72-c/DSC07158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6686587569829136411</id><published>2011-08-12T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T13:04:08.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers - The 'Help Me' Edition}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;H is 8 and half months old now... as of yesterday she was 19lbs 1oz - that's down 1oz from 2 weeks ago. I presume this is because of how busy and mobile she is these days. Either way I'm not too concerned that she's not gaining, she could live off her rolls for weeks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the topic of H (as per usual), she's done a 180 in the personality department. She's bad. She refuses to nap and screams at the top of her lungs for as long as you leave her in her crib.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;she screams at the top of her lungs if I am not within arms reach or she cannot see me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;she throws temper tantrums (I assume that's what they are, anyways) if you take something away from her that she thinks she needs to have but shouldn't - or if you take her off of something she's insisted on climbing onto. She kicks her feet on the ground screaming at you and rolling back and forth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had her down to only taking a soother at night but when she got the flu she (or we) became dependant on it again. Since then she loses her mind if she doesn't have it and if she's happy and you take it away the screaming begins until she gets it back. You cannot put her down to sleep without it and as soon as she's done a bottle she expects it to be in her mouth or all hell breaks lose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;she fusses constantly and must be entertained at ALL times. If you leave the room even for a second she freaks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;she's waking in the night again, which she hasn't done for at least a month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;she has 8 teeth and this isn't teething behaviour so we can rule that out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know what to do.. it's not as if I can sit her in time out to think about her behaviour, and ignoring it doesn't seem to help because she can outscream my waiting. I want my happy, smiley baby back. She's not even 9 months old yet.. I thought this shit didn't happen until 2!?!?! Help?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For happier leftovers, visit &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/2011/08/friday-night-leftovers-vacation-edition.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FRCue+%28Sippy+Cups+Are+Not+For+Starbucks%29"&gt;here&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/771092959893623027-6686587569829136411?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6686587569829136411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6686587569829136411' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6686587569829136411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6686587569829136411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/08/friday-night-leftovers-help-me-edition.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers - The &apos;Help Me&apos; Edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7158662196503009291</id><published>2011-07-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T13:37:59.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM9V79YANM/Tex6FMwCCKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lpKSs941S44/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM9V79YANM/Tex6FMwCCKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lpKSs941S44/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's been over a month since I last did FNL...&amp;nbsp;I haven't had much to write about lately because H has been such a grump. Between the sickness and the teething I really didn't have much good to write about.. you know what your ma'ma always told you, "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all". I was trying my best to listen - for once.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got my very first Library Card a few weeks ago. Yah, I'm 24 - sad, right? Anyways, I read 2 books in 2 weeks which is basically unheard of. I enjoyed it and once life settles down I will be going back for more! Tasha recommended &lt;a href="http://www.chapters.indigo.ca/books/Still-Missing-Chevy-Stevens/9780312595678-item.html?ref=Search+Books:+%27Chevy+Stevens%27"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt; awhile ago in her '&lt;a href="http://shawnandtashatompkins.blogspot.com/2011/07/june-books.html"&gt;June Books&lt;/a&gt;' post and It was AMAZING. I couldn't put it down. It took me 2 days and I was done reading.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H was very ill with the flu. 8 days of puking and pooping.. of laundry, and baths, and showers.. of changing sheets, and outfits.. of doctors appointments, pedialyte, blood work, and tylenol.. 8 days of hell. It was horrible to see her like that. She couldn't keep anything down and would look at you with these sad eyes as vomit dripped out her nose. I'm sooo glad she's better now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have 6 teeth. Her bottom 2 are in fully, the top 2 are 3/4 of the way and there is 1 on the top and 1 on the bottom that have just broken through. I can see 2 more white bumps on the other sides, as well. Teething is the bain of my existence. I cannot wait until it's over. For.Ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If anyone has any brilliant ideas, aside from putting a helmet on her, to keep H from hitting her head repeatedly when she falls off over everything she pulls herself up on, that would be awesome. I try my best to catch her but now that she's mobile I can't get anything done without hearing a clunk, followed by a scream, in the other room. Apparently the ground is no longer satisfying that the world is much better on her feet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started working. Blech. I'm doing a couple nights a week at a local restaurant. It's basically to put a little extra cash in our pockets as I don't receive Mat pay. I'm not quite ready to apply at the hospital for fulltime/part time hours yet so the evenings when C can be at home with H will do for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life is busy. Summer has finally arrived. It's my brother-in-laws wedding on Saturday, then family visits throughout the week and then on the 6th is my mom's wedding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE the heat. I have been complaining and complaining about how summer had forgotten about us and now that it's here, you will not hear a complaint about the heat from me. I will enjoy every moment - even when I'm so hot I could die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For more exciting leftovers visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-7158662196503009291?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7158662196503009291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7158662196503009291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7158662196503009291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7158662196503009291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/07/friday-night-leftovers.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM9V79YANM/Tex6FMwCCKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lpKSs941S44/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-5169984453203490942</id><published>2011-07-28T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:34:56.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Thankful on Thursday}</title><content type='html'>There is a lot in my life to be Thankful for but at the top of my list these days are:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These Bumpers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_bjsu0tJ1o/TjHi3A9ybnI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vkNpRnLIJkM/s1600/DSC06368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_bjsu0tJ1o/TjHi3A9ybnI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vkNpRnLIJkM/s320/DSC06368.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;and This Pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzBttycxNDU/TjHi8jC1GzI/AAAAAAAAAbc/d63HJuHnwFM/s1600/DSC06371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzBttycxNDU/TjHi8jC1GzI/AAAAAAAAAbc/d63HJuHnwFM/s320/DSC06371.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Why, you might ask? This is why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eee4f6230bf03bad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deee4f6230bf03bad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333169359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F92F03490081DD07EF73120DB0F5F04ED690C03.4B0C9035B7764EDC3C1C346FA3A27780E7CCD1E0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deee4f6230bf03bad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy-V7lKFT0k0zpjLfdbPK_KnmyWg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deee4f6230bf03bad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333169359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F92F03490081DD07EF73120DB0F5F04ED690C03.4B0C9035B7764EDC3C1C346FA3A27780E7CCD1E0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deee4f6230bf03bad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy-V7lKFT0k0zpjLfdbPK_KnmyWg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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;and This:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-16e5bfae6a03bae2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D16e5bfae6a03bae2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333169359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22FE14258BC7FE9CB3210EED4104500B5E6CBA2A.EFDF72DB595EED2D4560DA308263F55B1E9DF7E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D16e5bfae6a03bae2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpIlCaCJ2_jdOw6GapL14QGSLWo0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D16e5bfae6a03bae2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333169359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22FE14258BC7FE9CB3210EED4104500B5E6CBA2A.EFDF72DB595EED2D4560DA308263F55B1E9DF7E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D16e5bfae6a03bae2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpIlCaCJ2_jdOw6GapL14QGSLWo0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. Remember when she didn't inside on standing up on everything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-5169984453203490942?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/5169984453203490942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=5169984453203490942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5169984453203490942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5169984453203490942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/07/thankful-on-thursday.html' title='{Thankful on Thursday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_bjsu0tJ1o/TjHi3A9ybnI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vkNpRnLIJkM/s72-c/DSC06368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-1485151131067381552</id><published>2011-07-27T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T17:44:28.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-lAqqoUCrw/TjCv8OCT_gI/AAAAAAAAAa8/EpwULfJ1qks/s1600/DSC06343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-lAqqoUCrw/TjCv8OCT_gI/AAAAAAAAAa8/EpwULfJ1qks/s320/DSC06343.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AW3wXE1O-I/TjCwFZ31oII/AAAAAAAAAbA/JiissywXVnk/s1600/DSC06317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AW3wXE1O-I/TjCwFZ31oII/AAAAAAAAAbA/JiissywXVnk/s320/DSC06317.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/-Qu_ndKLQQzw/TjCwLfLCMHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6HxDm4bTsG0/s1600/DSC06319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YPD3HgxbHrI/TjCwr_RUAoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9CE1mEqIxIg/s1600/DSC06260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YPD3HgxbHrI/TjCwr_RUAoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9CE1mEqIxIg/s320/DSC06260.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-1485151131067381552?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/1485151131067381552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=1485151131067381552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1485151131067381552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1485151131067381552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/07/wordless-wednesday.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-lAqqoUCrw/TjCv8OCT_gI/AAAAAAAAAa8/EpwULfJ1qks/s72-c/DSC06343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-38041891416430767</id><published>2011-07-26T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T10:42:31.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{8 Months Old}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SLOo5BCgxI/Ti7zOiXutLI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qXxJuaAmiZA/s1600/DSC06304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SLOo5BCgxI/Ti7zOiXutLI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qXxJuaAmiZA/s640/DSC06304.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Likes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Swimming in the lake - and the pool.. and the bath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Anything electronic - also known as anything she's not supposed to have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Giving kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Crawling - and getting into eeeverything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Standing/walking - if she's crying you can basically put her on her feet and her hands and she stops instantly. She wants to "walk" everywhere and stand on everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Charlie - she's obsessed with our cat. Charlie crawls just out of distance and meows at H, then she crawls and just before she gets to her, Charlie moved another two feet away. It's their own little game of Cat 'n Mouse.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Her daddy - and me too, but she is quickly becoming a daddy's girl. I'm okay with it (but only because I don't think anything in the World is cuter than daddies with their babygirls!)&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;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Teething - Ugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Falling down after pulling herself up - on everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Her change table - it used to be her favourite place and now she does everything in her power to get off of it - all while screaming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Being sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Naps &amp;amp; bedtime - they used to be easy peasy.. I knew it couldn't last forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Avocado - she &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt; gags and throws up.&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;b&gt;Could Take It or Leave It:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Solids - sometimes she can't get enough, others she doesn't want any. It's very hit an miss. Her favourite thing at the moment is cucumbers.&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;b&gt;What Happened This Month?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*It's been a long month of sickness and teething. She had a flu that lasted 8 days. 8 days of continuous puking and diarrhea. I have never done more laundry, given more baths, or taken more showers in my life!! It was terrible. She couldn't keep anything down and ended up dropping under 18lbs. Thankfully she is now all better.&amp;nbsp;&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;*She got more teeth - the count is now at 5! I hate teething - like HATE it.&amp;nbsp;&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;*She learned to crawl. The army crawling started July 2nd and then she up and took off on all fours by July 19th. I think it would have been sooner but in between then was when she had the flu. She's getting really good (and fast!) and gets to where she wants to go with no problems now.&amp;nbsp;&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;*She started pulling herself up on us about 2 weeks ago but as of July 24th she is pulling herself up on everything else. So far not inside her crib, but I'm sure that's the next to come - we dropped it down already so we won't have any accidents.&amp;nbsp;&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;*She said "dada" a few times and "mama" once.. but hasn't said either for a couple weeks so I guess they don't count. She still says "hi" and waves when you say hi to her.&amp;nbsp;&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;*She's still in size 3 diapers&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;*Last Thursday she weighed in at 18lbs 12oz and 27" long. That's the exact same weight as last month and an inch longer.. perhaps our porker is thinning out? Ha.&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;*I spent my first night away from her. We were supposed to go to Naniamo with my mom to go wedding dress shopping but she was still puking and I couldn't travel with her. I left.. kicking my feet (and crying). She stayed with daddy and he had a rough night/day with the sicky but did very well. She just loves him to bits so I wasn't worried about her, just sad to go and leave her the way she was.&amp;nbsp;&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;*She has hair! I put clips/flowers/bows in it all the time.&amp;nbsp;&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;I feel like the past 8 months has gone by so quickly. I look in her crib while she's sleeping and I see a little girl - where did my baby go!?&amp;nbsp;&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;Happy 8 Months, H. Your Mumma Loves You xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/771092959893623027-38041891416430767?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/38041891416430767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=38041891416430767' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/38041891416430767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/38041891416430767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/07/8-months-old.html' title='{8 Months Old}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SLOo5BCgxI/Ti7zOiXutLI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qXxJuaAmiZA/s72-c/DSC06304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2525419196705703308</id><published>2011-07-06T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:59:00.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday - The 'Same Babies, Different Month, Different Tub' Edition}</title><content type='html'>&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NawpLbopmLg/ThPd_AQDFRI/AAAAAAAAAaw/PIGgkoJFEdg/s1600/182700_10150111874898433_512693432_6233281_5761852_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NawpLbopmLg/ThPd_AQDFRI/AAAAAAAAAaw/PIGgkoJFEdg/s320/182700_10150111874898433_512693432_6233281_5761852_n.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;February&amp;nbsp;&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/-4X2yeOUEf1A/ThPeAQN5NVI/AAAAAAAAAa0/LQP9wKmw6Ic/s1600/226314_10150186311948433_512693432_6780531_7892531_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4X2yeOUEf1A/ThPeAQN5NVI/AAAAAAAAAa0/LQP9wKmw6Ic/s320/226314_10150186311948433_512693432_6780531_7892531_n.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;April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksHYXDaQF94/ThPd5WB4XmI/AAAAAAAAAao/E5YXUJJI_L0/s1600/DSC05869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksHYXDaQF94/ThPd5WB4XmI/AAAAAAAAAao/E5YXUJJI_L0/s320/DSC05869.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;July&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/771092959893623027-2525419196705703308?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2525419196705703308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2525419196705703308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2525419196705703308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2525419196705703308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/07/wordless-wednesday-same-babies.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday - The &apos;Same Babies, Different Month, Different Tub&apos; Edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NawpLbopmLg/ThPd_AQDFRI/AAAAAAAAAaw/PIGgkoJFEdg/s72-c/182700_10150111874898433_512693432_6233281_5761852_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6601719690108307212</id><published>2011-06-27T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:40:03.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{7 Months Old}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lY_dqiJl-6E/TgiwHKVn0dI/AAAAAAAAAak/fl7mCt18GZk/s1600/DSC05527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lY_dqiJl-6E/TgiwHKVn0dI/AAAAAAAAAak/fl7mCt18GZk/s640/DSC05527.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Likes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Standing - she can be full out screaming and you stand her up and she instantly starts breathing hard with excitement and walking around. I have a very strong feeling we will be walking early.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Baths - still a hit... I have a feeling they always will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Animals - she currently has an infatuation with animals and wants to pet every one she sees. She has no fear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Jumping - she likes when you hold her and jump up and down, or when you let her jump on the couch or bed. She hates the jolly jumper.&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Te&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ething - every tooth she gets she seems to scream for 3 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Being sick - we had our first real sickness this month, it was no fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Happened This Month?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*Naps may or may not have got better.. way better. Maybe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*The top left tooth cut through! (June 24th)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*She got to "swim" (feet in!) in the ocean and the lake. She is a total water baby and loved both times. She also likes her pool. Summer is sucking this year so hopefully it stays nice enough for the lake to heat up so we can go for a REAL swim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*We went up the lake for my birthday. It was H's very first trip and she got to &lt;s&gt;squish&lt;/s&gt; hold a frog, see a snake, check out the waterfall (where daddy proposed!), and sleep in the cabin and of course her first boat ride, too (Ferries don't count). She did so well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*An attitude has arrived. That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*She goes up on all fours. Hands then knees, tummy off the ground. She did it the first time on June 4th and so far it's all she does. Crawling doesn't seem to appeal to her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*She watched the Stanley Cup Finals - unfortunately The Canucks lost, even though she wore her jersey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*She was sick. Reeeally sick. We were in Emergency two separate times, and the doctors office once. She wouldn't eat, got a rash, was taken off antibiotics just as quick as she was put on them.. it sucks. I never want to see her sick again (like that will happen).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*We went on a road trip to the Okanagan to go to see Auntie B graduate - way to make me feel old! H was such a good girl for the entire (long) day. She finally got to meet Grampa Dean while we were there and daddy got to come this time, thank goodness.. I think that trip would have been too long for just me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*Last week she weighed in at 18lbs 12oz and 26" long. Little porkchop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;*You fiiiinally rolled from your back to your front.. and now you roll over in your crib and get mad and yell and scream. Silly girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;So she's 7 months old.. I should probably start planning her party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Happy 7 Months, H. Your Mumma Loves You xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-6601719690108307212?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6601719690108307212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6601719690108307212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6601719690108307212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6601719690108307212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/06/7-months-old_27.html' title='{7 Months Old}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lY_dqiJl-6E/TgiwHKVn0dI/AAAAAAAAAak/fl7mCt18GZk/s72-c/DSC05527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-8801053980070088619</id><published>2011-06-17T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T09:00:05.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did I tell you we switch H to soy formula? It's been about a month now and I can't get over the difference in her. She's like a different baby. I am going to request that we do allergy testing on her though, because we don't &lt;i&gt;actually &lt;/i&gt;know or real if she has an allergy to dairy/lactose. It was a trial and error thing and when it comes time to introduce dairy into her life, I don't want to substitute if not necessary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H is 7oz away from doubling her birth weight of 6lbs 3oz.. that's right, she broke 18! 18lbs 2oz, as of yesterday. She is 26" long - which means she shrank... or that doctors don't know how to measure correctly, ever. I love my chunky monkey!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Summer has been teasing us badly. It's here for a couple days, gone for a couple days.. make up your mind. It's the middle of June for goodness sakes, the lake should be warm by now!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of the lake.. I haven't made it up there yet this year. When I was born my mom and dad left the hospital, drove to the marina and brought me to the cabin. I was up there before I was even to my own home! Hadley is almost 7 months old (holy shit...) and has yet to be there...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's my Birthday next Thursday. The big 2-4. My besties are coming home from the city and I'm so excited.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So how 'bout them Canucks. We were so close and it all fell apart. The better team won, but we'll be back. As for Vancouver... next year will not be as fun for Canuck fans as I can guarantee after last nights antics there will be no street parties, no big screens, no parties downtown. Way to put Canada to shame, morons. It's your city and you destroyed it. I'm embarrassed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H rolled from her back to front for the first time on Wednesday (June 15th). She's almost crawling, too... and so it begins, I can no longer leave and come back to a baby in the same spot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out more leftovers &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&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/771092959893623027-8801053980070088619?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/8801053980070088619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=8801053980070088619' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8801053980070088619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8801053980070088619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/06/friday-night-leftovers_17.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4218736075586581148</id><published>2011-06-16T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:00:01.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Thankful on Thursday}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Og5JCNa0MY/TfLsre_DexI/AAAAAAAAAZU/k72gypwIESw/s1600/251745_10150215423158433_512693432_7030384_4963838_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Og5JCNa0MY/TfLsre_DexI/AAAAAAAAAZU/k72gypwIESw/s320/251745_10150215423158433_512693432_7030384_4963838_n.jpg" width="320" /&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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W9IwRUr9JbY/TfLvh-4Z9RI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/P6QG8z7Vhgk/s1600/246950_10150215423553433_512693432_7030398_1508422_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W9IwRUr9JbY/TfLvh-4Z9RI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/P6QG8z7Vhgk/s320/246950_10150215423553433_512693432_7030398_1508422_n.jpg" width="228" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes I complain but in all honesty, I couldn't be happier with the man I chose to marry. It doesn't get much better than him. He's an amazing father, a loving, supportive husband, and a wonderful person. It takes some people a lifetime to find 'the one', but I got lucky... I can't imagine my life without him in it and I'm thankful every day for everything he does for H and I. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-4218736075586581148?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/4218736075586581148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=4218736075586581148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4218736075586581148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4218736075586581148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-on-thursday_16.html' title='{Thankful on Thursday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Og5JCNa0MY/TfLsre_DexI/AAAAAAAAAZU/k72gypwIESw/s72-c/251745_10150215423158433_512693432_7030384_4963838_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-9122987188052017300</id><published>2011-06-15T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T09:32:01.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday - 'Little Sister's Grad' Edition}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEQirKHOSg8/TfLv6Zm2cuI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JGLcFvJImLk/s72-c/248007_10150215421983433_512693432_7030335_1133537_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-496724673753210935</id><published>2011-06-12T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T21:11:21.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Never Enough}</title><content type='html'>It started when we got engaged.. it hadn't been 2 hours and the 'Congratulations' were followed by 'when's the big day' and 'what kind of flowers are you having?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were married 10 months after we were engaged and before I was even out of my dress the 'Congratulations' were followed by 'when are you guys going to have a baby!?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pregnant 8 months after we were married and before I'd left the hospital the 'Congratulations' were followed by 'so when are you having another?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to answer the current question... Not for awhile. A couple years or more. I want to enjoy my baby... I want to watch her grow into her own little person, I want to work for awhile, we want to pay off some debt, maybe go on a honeymoon (already 2 years late!).&amp;nbsp;We want to be a Family of 3 for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in no hurry, why are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-496724673753210935?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/496724673753210935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=496724673753210935' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/496724673753210935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/496724673753210935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/06/never-enough.html' title='{Never Enough}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6152908467738747368</id><published>2011-06-10T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T09:43:51.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM9V79YANM/Tex6FMwCCKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lpKSs941S44/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM9V79YANM/Tex6FMwCCKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lpKSs941S44/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm back on the blogging train. I will stop promising to get better at blogging but I will promise to &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;my hardest. The weather has been so nice that I have been slacking but I need to make a better effort as this is basically H's baby book and if I don't deserve to have the documentation myself, she certainly deserves it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Sunday I had a dream that my computer crashed and deleted all my photos... I logged onto my Facebook to get the ones off there and someone had hacked my account and deleted them, too. When I woke up I knew that my mission for the day was to back up my pics... the last 6 months of them... all 13,978 of them... I need an intervention! How is is humanly possible to take that many pictures? For those of you that are curious, that's an average of 77 picture a day. I may be addicted to my camera - or my baby...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We hit up the ocean, and the lake, last weekend. Hadley put her toes in both and loved every bit. She sure is a water baby - thank goodness! I don't know what I'd do if she hated it. The lake was freezing and she still couldn't get enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angry Birds will be the death of me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The soother is now only allowed at bedtime and in the car. It hasn't been missed one bit so sooner than later it will be gone forever. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I officially have a Daddy's Girl. She LOVES him... and I love seeing them together. There is really nothing cuter than babies and their daddies. It melts my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's pretty awesome to have a group of mama's and their babies to hang with. It's even awesome'r that our babies are so close in age. These little monkeys:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjM7h0lOx4M/TfD29Dl896I/AAAAAAAAAZM/h5hBKOLG63s/s1600/brats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjM7h0lOx4M/TfD29Dl896I/AAAAAAAAAZM/h5hBKOLG63s/s320/brats.jpg" width="320" /&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;have sure grown up...&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="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1bP9zpuiDUY/TfD3RStbdmI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/FRmXGGAH4wI/s1600/DSC05088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1bP9zpuiDUY/TfD3RStbdmI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/FRmXGGAH4wI/s320/DSC05088.JPG" width="320" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm addicted to my BBQ.. I don't understand why anyone would cook food any other way?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want sushi. I'm pretty sure sushi is the one thing that someone talks about and I NEED to eat it afterwards. It's all I can think about since my mom mentioned it last night. Bitch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wanna read more than just my leftovers? Follow me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Check out more leftovers &lt;a href="http://www.sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-6152908467738747368?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6152908467738747368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6152908467738747368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6152908467738747368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6152908467738747368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/06/friday-night-leftovers.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHM9V79YANM/Tex6FMwCCKI/AAAAAAAAAYg/lpKSs941S44/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-1779406052152808373</id><published>2011-06-09T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T09:35:03.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Thankful on Thursday}</title><content type='html'>I read &lt;a href="http://shawnandtashatompkins.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; ToT post every week and I figured I'd start to play along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living on the West Coast is fabulous. It's so beautiful here and I love that H has the opportunity to step foot in the ocean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rct6fZ_VQRc/TfD0hurca_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/eaUxdbgr4rI/s1600/DSC04897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rct6fZ_VQRc/TfD0hurca_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/eaUxdbgr4rI/s320/DSC04897.JPG" width="320" /&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;and the lake:&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7BhSHAfeMGs/TfD1lfNDbKI/AAAAAAAAAZI/XDVxp74QBew/s1600/DSC04989.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7BhSHAfeMGs/TfD1lfNDbKI/AAAAAAAAAZI/XDVxp74QBew/s320/DSC04989.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;whenever her little heart desires. It is amazing to me that there are people out there that have never even seen the ocean, never mind touched it! We could swim in both in the same day, if we wanted... but the lake is so much better ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-1779406052152808373?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/1779406052152808373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=1779406052152808373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1779406052152808373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1779406052152808373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-on-thursday.html' title='{Thankful on Thursday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rct6fZ_VQRc/TfD0hurca_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/eaUxdbgr4rI/s72-c/DSC04897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7953442199665060209</id><published>2011-06-08T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T02:09:52.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRx_eYF3WSI/Te88CzGRXTI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0QzvlEE-xLw/s1600/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRx_eYF3WSI/Te88CzGRXTI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0QzvlEE-xLw/s1600/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" /&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/-31v4FiAFR3Y/Te88LkFBzgI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DxAPl6_vCVE/s1600/DSC04892.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-31v4FiAFR3Y/Te88LkFBzgI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DxAPl6_vCVE/s320/DSC04892.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_BLRYk9xDnk/Te88PeL_48I/AAAAAAAAAYs/1L6ADDoDzWg/s1600/DSC05020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_BLRYk9xDnk/Te88PeL_48I/AAAAAAAAAYs/1L6ADDoDzWg/s320/DSC05020.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/-IbTc1KlwaF8/Te88U84uGeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/uzLxqgmriMU/s1600/DSC05046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbTc1KlwaF8/Te88U84uGeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/uzLxqgmriMU/s320/DSC05046.jpg" width="212" /&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/771092959893623027-7953442199665060209?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7953442199665060209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7953442199665060209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7953442199665060209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7953442199665060209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/06/wordless-wednesday.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRx_eYF3WSI/Te88CzGRXTI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0QzvlEE-xLw/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6634201018705607071</id><published>2011-06-05T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T23:14:58.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Chomp, Chomp, Chomp}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look what we have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kzXsszN4xH0/Texvhn6OR5I/AAAAAAAAAYc/uhpPjit_glI/s1600/DSC05053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kzXsszN4xH0/Texvhn6OR5I/AAAAAAAAAYc/uhpPjit_glI/s400/DSC05053.jpg" width="265" /&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;2 Teethies! The bottom right was the first to arrive, one day shy of her half birthday. The bottom left was quick to follow only 6 days later. It's been a pretty rough week and a half full of screaming all night and whining all day but we go through it.. just barely. Last night we had our first official "back to normal" sleep, thank goodness. I am not looking forward to more of this teething business!&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;Aren't her chompers just to die for!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/771092959893623027-6634201018705607071?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6634201018705607071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6634201018705607071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6634201018705607071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6634201018705607071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/06/chomp-chomp-chomp.html' title='{Chomp, Chomp, Chomp}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kzXsszN4xH0/Texvhn6OR5I/AAAAAAAAAYc/uhpPjit_glI/s72-c/DSC05053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2916760501306863320</id><published>2011-05-27T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T19:48:11.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We're currently in Peachland visiting my mom, step dad, sister and brother. I feel like we just got here and we leave in 2 days, it makes me sad. So far it's been a great trip though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have our first tooth! H spent Tuesday night screaming.. like, all.night.long... in the morning there was a wee bebe toofie! I can't believe it. She also spent all of Wednesday day, and Wednesday night screaming but yesterday and today seemed to be good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She screams. The voice has been found, and it doesn't seem to be going anywhere. The shrieking is intense... but it's still cute and not yet annoying - I don't think that will last much longer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last week it was +25 here... we arrive and our entire stay has been cloudy and raining. Figures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been saying this a lot and so I can't even claim I'm going to get better, but I am truly sucking at blogging these days. I find myself occupied with H lately and enjoying every moment with her. Soon I'll get back into it, I guess I'm just in a rut?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love mom's cooking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby shoes make me frustrated. I put them on, she kicks them off, I put them on, she kicks them off... repeat.repeat.put shoes in diaper bag - baby toes are cute anyways, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sister graduates tomorrow.... I think my hair just turned grey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head over and check out more leftovers &lt;a href="http://www.sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2916760501306863320?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2916760501306863320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2916760501306863320' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2916760501306863320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2916760501306863320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-night-leftovers_27.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-3847619066532560846</id><published>2011-05-26T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T07:56:20.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{6 Months Old}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGPTh8HQ_sA/Td-6Vi-zX9I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FKm3vFhosoU/s1600/DSC04627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGPTh8HQ_sA/Td-6Vi-zX9I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FKm3vFhosoU/s640/DSC04627.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Likes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Baths - these seem to be at the top of the like list every month but she just keeps loving them more and more. She splashes and gets water everywhere, now. She has also taken to sucking the water off her toes.. gross, but entertaining.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Walks - she loves to be outside so being out for walks in her stroller has become one of her favorite things. She puts her feet up on the cross bar and lounges.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Her Toes - we can barely keep them out of her mouth. She's always holding on to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Toys - she loves to just lay and play with her toys. She's able to grab which one she wants and reaches and shuffles to get them if they're out of reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Food - she's a little chubb chubb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Screeching - she has found her girly scream and loves to use it.. all.the.time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Teething - maybe I dislike it more, but I can't imagine it's on her favs list, either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Sippy Cups - she's scared of them. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Shoes - I cannot keep them on her feet!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Could Take it or Leave it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Tummy Time -- she's definitely enjoying it more these days than she used to. I think she's realized that it's how she's going to get places eventually. She gets frustrated when she tries to move and doesn't get anywhere though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*The car - she hasn't been screaming lately but she still doesn't love it. I'll take anything but the screaming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*Naps - they're so hit or miss. Some days are great, some are terrible!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What Happened This Month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*We made the switch from Lactose Free, to Soy formula. It seems to have mad a huge difference in her sleeping and attitude. I'm kind of kicking myself for not doing it sooner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*We've made the switch to size 3 diapers!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*She found her voice, again. She stopped talking for about a month... now she's right back to her babbling self. I love waking up to her talking every morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*She sits amazing on her own. When she starts to fall over she can balance herself out and stop it from happening. I'm still nervous to walk away but if I put pillows around I do. I usually come back to her sitting in the same spot playing with her toys.. just like I left her. She gives me a look like "what? I got this!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She got a tooth! Yesterday (May 25th), as a matter of fact. Of course we go on vacation and she spends the entire time screaming and crying and being up all night teething... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Speaking of Vacation - we are currently up in the Okanagan visiting my mom, step dad, sister and brother. My step dad has never met her and no one else has seen her since she was just wee (like 2 days old) so it was long over due. My sister graduates on Saturday (OMG!) and so we came up to watch. It's a 9 hour trip and Hadley was great for the entire thing. I'm hoping that the cranky pants teething baby is gone by Sunday when we have to make the drive home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We went swimming again, and she loved it even more than the first time. I have my fingers triple crossed that she will love the lake, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I had my first Mother's Day! C had to work so it was just me and the little miss, and it was a great day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She poo'd on the potty 4x. She's been having issues in the department and I just sat her on there hoping it would help and she went with no problem. She is however absolutely scared &lt;s&gt;shitless&lt;/s&gt; to death of it. As soon as she's done pooping she loses her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She moves lots if she's left on her back. She pushes off with her heels and gets around quite quickly. On her tummy she can move a few inches but gets tired and mad that she can't go farther. She's so close to crawling and yet still refuses to roll from her back to front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I got her weighed 2 weeks ago and she was 16lbs 7oz and under 26" long. She's a short, chubby butt! She has her 6mo appointment when we get back to PR so I'll see how much she is then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Months Olds... it never ceases to amaze me how much she changes each month. She keeps getting cuter and funnier every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 6 Months, H. Your Mumma Loves You xo&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ykZqooKpC9Q/Td-6d9BWeNI/AAAAAAAAAYU/kT3x3QvFzu4/s1600/DSC04643.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ykZqooKpC9Q/Td-6d9BWeNI/AAAAAAAAAYU/kT3x3QvFzu4/s320/DSC04643.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's about to get hard to take this pictures...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhLDmUr5hkU/Td-6losy8yI/AAAAAAAAAYY/b8YPPaZTkAs/s1600/DSC04644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhLDmUr5hkU/Td-6losy8yI/AAAAAAAAAYY/b8YPPaZTkAs/s320/DSC04644.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 feeties!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/771092959893623027-3847619066532560846?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/3847619066532560846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=3847619066532560846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3847619066532560846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3847619066532560846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/6-months-old.html' title='{6 Months Old}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGPTh8HQ_sA/Td-6Vi-zX9I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FKm3vFhosoU/s72-c/DSC04627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6167627553022162964</id><published>2011-05-25T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T20:12:42.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday}</title><content type='html'>This is the "I-suck-at-blogging-and-pictures-are-easy-and-quick" addition. I PROMISE, after I'm back from vacation (which you didn't know I was on) I'll get better... and Hadley's 6 Month (yah, you read that right.. 6 MONTH) post WILL be posted tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9TKjnbv6_vE/Td3Dxj4t-pI/AAAAAAAAAX4/UHbnrT2eCCM/s1600/DSC04566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9TKjnbv6_vE/Td3Dxj4t-pI/AAAAAAAAAX4/UHbnrT2eCCM/s320/DSC04566.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/-rZqc-q8UBV4/Td3D6MPDLPI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Oie-7TtXIis/s1600/DSC04578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZqc-q8UBV4/Td3D6MPDLPI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Oie-7TtXIis/s320/DSC04578.jpg" width="212" /&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/-zKauNJh4ORg/Td3E1j2IwtI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mQKrwp78QV8/s320/DSC04528.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/-waufr8LYTJE/Td3E_RGtHbI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MoR5XU4MtYc/s1600/DSC04462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-waufr8LYTJE/Td3E_RGtHbI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MoR5XU4MtYc/s320/DSC04462.jpg" width="212" /&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/771092959893623027-6167627553022162964?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6167627553022162964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6167627553022162964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6167627553022162964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6167627553022162964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/wordless-wednesday.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9TKjnbv6_vE/Td3Dxj4t-pI/AAAAAAAAAX4/UHbnrT2eCCM/s72-c/DSC04566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-426684204720612142</id><published>2011-05-18T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:44:41.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday - The Grampa Edition}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 50th Birthday, Grampa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Belated, we're late posting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IM4FyGi_3jA/TdQTcmIsyyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eLObOh6dstM/s320/DSC04313.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-426684204720612142?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/426684204720612142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=426684204720612142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/426684204720612142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/426684204720612142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/wordless-wednesday-grampa-edition.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday - The Grampa Edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TJb8KMGmGFc/TdQTLFYCdBI/AAAAAAAAAXs/JfA7NUqTlIs/s72-c/DSC04306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2989682131450080019</id><published>2011-05-13T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T11:09:39.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers - The 'Playing Hooky' Edition}</title><content type='html'>I'm skipping Friday Night Leftovers this week... not because I have nothing to write about but because the sun in shining and the birds are chirping. My time is much better spent outside today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend, Everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2989682131450080019?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2989682131450080019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2989682131450080019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2989682131450080019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2989682131450080019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-night-leftovers-playing-hooky.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers - The &apos;Playing Hooky&apos; Edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-8049917398585398254</id><published>2011-05-12T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:59:31.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Bad Hair Day}</title><content type='html'>Tasha did a&amp;nbsp;Wordless Wednesday&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Bad Hair Day Edition &lt;/i&gt;and it made me giggle... &amp;nbsp;a little because Baby P is just too cute - &lt;a href="http://shawnandtashatompkins.blogspot.com/2011/05/wordless-wednesday-bad-hair-day-edition.html"&gt;for real, check her out&lt;/a&gt; - and a little because Baby H has bad hair days, too! See for yourself:&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_uXCklftOI/TcuLeqYpQ4I/AAAAAAAAAXo/Gluv5q0hAd4/s1600/bad+hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_uXCklftOI/TcuLeqYpQ4I/AAAAAAAAAXo/Gluv5q0hAd4/s320/bad+hair.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;(Excuse the crappy iPhone quality)&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/771092959893623027-8049917398585398254?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/8049917398585398254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=8049917398585398254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8049917398585398254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8049917398585398254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/bad-hair-day.html' title='{Bad Hair Day}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_uXCklftOI/TcuLeqYpQ4I/AAAAAAAAAXo/Gluv5q0hAd4/s72-c/bad+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4596557207214946860</id><published>2011-05-08T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:31:54.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Happy Mother's Day}</title><content type='html'>Today is &lt;i&gt;MY&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ERHfDNkMJy4/TcbS1ku43mI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fUDkDTJJgmg/s1600/DSC00582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ERHfDNkMJy4/TcbS1ku43mI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fUDkDTJJgmg/s320/DSC00582.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;But it's also &lt;i&gt;THEIR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uynqu_BuZlk/TcbSYw7OZnI/AAAAAAAAAXg/e7ztX0YpBu4/s1600/Moms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uynqu_BuZlk/TcbSYw7OZnI/AAAAAAAAAXg/e7ztX0YpBu4/s320/Moms.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;And it's only &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; day because it was &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; day first...&amp;nbsp;&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day, to all 3 of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-4596557207214946860?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/4596557207214946860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=4596557207214946860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4596557207214946860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4596557207214946860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='{Happy Mother&apos;s Day}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ERHfDNkMJy4/TcbS1ku43mI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fUDkDTJJgmg/s72-c/DSC00582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6688641755397999414</id><published>2011-05-06T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T11:34:34.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't remember who it was that mentioned this last week, but it seems that now that I do FNLs, Friday comes around before I even know it. It's like I blink and &lt;i&gt;BAM&lt;/i&gt;, it's Friday again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;July 4th will be my 2nd Anniversary - I still haven't had my wedding dress cleaned. Currently, it's in H's closet in a garbage bag... perhaps I should deal with that soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I made baby food for the first time this week. I said I'd make my own but we bought a little to begin with just to make sure she was actually into eating before I brought out the apron. When the jars we bought ran out, I busted out the food processor and she's currently enjoying homemade yams and apple sauce.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Jolly Jumper&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;made it's first appearance last weekend. It's a hit - most of the time. Sometimes she'd rather chew on the straps that jump but it helps me get a shower in at the very least!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The weather was great this week and went on a few walks. I can't wait for it to get nicer and nicer and then walks can become a daily thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has anyone brought their babe to a Chiropractor? Gas is still a huge issue in H's tummy and she is still consistently fussy and seems to be getting whinier by the day. I've heard good things about it helping with colic, gas, etc., but I'm skeptical.. any thoughts?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I heart macaroons and banana cream pie blizzards.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We went swimming on Tuesday with another couple of mama's and their babies. We were in the pool for about an hour and H loved every moment of it. She's such a ham.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We leave for Peachland to see my mom in 18 days!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A good friend is struggling with some breastfeeding issues. She's worried she's not producing enough to satisfy her daughter and beating herself up about it. I totally understand where she's coming from because I went through so much in the beginning of H's life trying to breastfeed and it can really get you down.&amp;nbsp;Why is it, that as women, we can't help but blame ourselves when things don't go the way we think they should? Sometimes things just don't go the way we want them to and it's completely out of our control. I think that's the issue.. we like to be in control.. Anyways, I guess what I'm getting at is that we've all been there and it sucks... I just want her to know she's not alone and one way or another, it will work out :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;C has his first baseball game on Wednesday and they won! It was nice to be out of the house (minus a clingon - she was at grammas!) and watch him play.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really need to start going to sleep before 1 am. The late bedtime, plus the new 430 feed (whyyyyy!?!?!) and the early 7am wakeup call are really starting to get to me. I'm exhausted and feeling a bit under the weather. When C get's home at 5 I'm counting down the hours until it's H's bedtime and that's not how I want to spend our evenings as a family. &amp;nbsp;I think we can all benefit from earlier nights. Consider it my goal... ask me how I did next week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can find more leftovers &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Go check'em out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-6688641755397999414?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6688641755397999414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6688641755397999414' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6688641755397999414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6688641755397999414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-night-leftovers.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7712117711767718701</id><published>2011-05-04T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T08:29:00.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday; the caption edition}</title><content type='html'>&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/-XUl3Czw0QN8/Tb4lS6Toa6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/c7LHWLNWyq0/s1600/DSC03576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUl3Czw0QN8/Tb4lS6Toa6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/c7LHWLNWyq0/s320/DSC03576.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO, CANUCKS, GO!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZc-HB-5YVY/Tb4laxi1oMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tt8QPirHf28/s1600/DSC03588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZc-HB-5YVY/Tb4laxi1oMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tt8QPirHf28/s320/DSC03588.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;AunTee Tenille&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9BIAAdi1Ow/Tb4lhC-tG8I/AAAAAAAAAWk/_uXsJo8kZdI/s1600/DSC03590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9BIAAdi1Ow/Tb4lhC-tG8I/AAAAAAAAAWk/_uXsJo8kZdI/s320/DSC03590.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;AunTee Tahni&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOiADjV-hBs/Tb4lm4J0ooI/AAAAAAAAAWo/F2KRFlSRSHs/s1600/DSC03602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOiADjV-hBs/Tb4lm4J0ooI/AAAAAAAAAWo/F2KRFlSRSHs/s320/DSC03602.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;mmmm, good eats.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/-8MRezkoJ_e0/Tb4lsk7rBeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/tBHMZHgesO4/s1600/DSC03625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8MRezkoJ_e0/Tb4lsk7rBeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/tBHMZHgesO4/s320/DSC03625.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;Blue eye'd girl&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/-pATUnaBOPmw/Tb4l0yl-RaI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QCi3aNL_Hl8/s1600/DSC03629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pATUnaBOPmw/Tb4l0yl-RaI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QCi3aNL_Hl8/s320/DSC03629.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 wish I could crawl!&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/-lJoqtrPxHaY/Tb4l5miSU6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/La8wqTPx6Tc/s1600/DSC03407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lJoqtrPxHaY/Tb4l5miSU6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/La8wqTPx6Tc/s320/DSC03407.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;Baby Mac, Gramma and Ryan&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/-DJnop20PvSo/Tb4l_b0sjXI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uo3NRz08GE4/s1600/DSC03610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJnop20PvSo/Tb4l_b0sjXI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uo3NRz08GE4/s320/DSC03610.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;oh god, what's in my mouth..&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/771092959893623027-7712117711767718701?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7712117711767718701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7712117711767718701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7712117711767718701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7712117711767718701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/wordless-wednesday-caption-edition.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday; the caption edition}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUl3Czw0QN8/Tb4lS6Toa6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/c7LHWLNWyq0/s72-c/DSC03576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6947547559899074487</id><published>2011-05-01T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:41:44.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Spring has Sprung!}</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know the first day of Spring was a couple weeks ago however, Mother Nature must have missed the memo. Fortunately, she received it a few days ago and the weather has been absolutely fabulous. Tshirt weather, even!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend consisted of walks, car washing, drinks &amp;amp; pudgies by the campfire, baseball, Jolly Jumper'ing (outside), horse visiting, and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around we had a fabulous weekend and I sure hope the sun sticks around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-6947547559899074487?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6947547559899074487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6947547559899074487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6947547559899074487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6947547559899074487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/05/spring-has-sprung.html' title='{Spring has Sprung!}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4708123180099350385</id><published>2011-04-29T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T13:24:36.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's that time again - friday! I swear to god it sneaks up on me every week. Friday is my favorite day because it's C's first day off. I love our days together as a family all.day.long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not going to say much but naps may, or may not be, getting better...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is only 26 more days until we go to my moms!!! I am so friggin' excited. I can't wait to get up to the Okanagan and enjoy the beautiful weather (I hope!), my mom's cooking and visits with the fam. We will be there for H's 6 month birthday which basically means it's been (other than Skype) 6 months since my mom has seen her and my step-dad has yet to meet her at all!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We just set up a jolly jumper and H has never been in one - I can't wait until she wakes from her nap so that we can try it out. A friend lent it to us to see if she likes it, and if she does I will totally be getting one of our own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;C has gone 5 days with out a smoke - I'm so proud of him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today was the day of "The Royal Wedding"... I know it's exciting and special and all that but I am honestly just excited that it's over and we don't have to hear about it anymore. It was a little bit overkill, in my opinion. Also, I did not stay up to the wee hours of the morning to watch it. I have a baby who had me up every hour, but sleep is sacred and it will be replayed for years to come - I'm sure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's it for this week! Stop by &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-night-leftovers-never-ending.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FRCue+%28Sippy+Cups+Are+Not+For+Starbucks%29"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and check out what other leftovers are kickin' around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-4708123180099350385?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/4708123180099350385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=4708123180099350385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4708123180099350385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4708123180099350385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-night-leftovers_29.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-3198383905370113000</id><published>2011-04-29T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T13:25:14.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Blog Award}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb8jYv6mjIM/TbbquB1fq-I/AAAAAAAADzE/ojVqeNYCl7k/s1600/BlogAward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb8jYv6mjIM/TbbquB1fq-I/AAAAAAAADzE/ojVqeNYCl7k/s1600/BlogAward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I received this virtual blog award from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shawnandtashatompkins.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. I basically only blog about H and our family (and sometimes I suck at blogging, period), and to some people that may be boring so it's kind of nice to know that someone likes to read about us!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The recipient of the award has to share 7 details with her readers. So, here we go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have no tattoos - but I want one. Down my left side... I can't decide if I want to wait until we have our next baby (which won't be soon, so don't ask) or to just do it and hope for the best when I do end up pregnant again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have 2 brothers, and 2 sisters. The closest one in age to me is B and she is 7 years younger, M is 8 years younger and R and M are both 10 years younger. I love being the oldest. It makes me happy that even though there is an age gap between us, we are all very close.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tasha did a typing test that showed she typed 85 wpm. She added the link and suggested we try ours too, I got 82 wpm - which is pretty damn good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Summer is my absolute favourite season, hands down. I can't get enough of the warmth and sunshine (but not without sunscreen!) and it makes me an all around happier person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I hate getting my hair cut. Hate. It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am addicted to cookies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I wish it were possible to live in the same city as ALL my besties. I miss them, but we've all be through a lot together and I know that distance will not tear us apart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now I get to give this award to 7 other bloggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shawnandtashatompkins.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Tompkins Family&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- I don't know if it's in the rules to give it back to the person who gave it to you, but I am.. because I love her blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pW60NmzqvsQ/TbccbE6w1LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rOYZakjPCAw/s1600/DSC03870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pW60NmzqvsQ/TbccbE6w1LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rOYZakjPCAw/s640/DSC03870.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Likes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Baths - she still loves them. I'm so excited to get her in the lake this summer, I hope she loves it just as much!&lt;br /&gt;*"Flying" - this is more like a &lt;i&gt;love &lt;/i&gt;than a &lt;i&gt;like.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;She gets the biggest smile and giggles so loud when you throw her in the air, fly her around like an airplane, toss her down on the bed (gently, of course!). It's pretty cute to see, and pretty fun to do!&lt;br /&gt;*Rocking - she still adores her rocking chair and snuggles with Momma.&lt;br /&gt;*Kisses &amp;amp; Raspberries - on her neck, cheeks and tummy!&lt;br /&gt;*Bouncing - on your foot, or your knee. The higher the better,&lt;br /&gt;*FOOD! - Sweet potatoes, squash rice cereal and apples so far.&lt;br /&gt;*Being Nakid - this one scares dad!&lt;br /&gt;*Chewing on her hands and fingers - and blankets, and toys.. and her clothes.. basically anything she can get in her mouth!&lt;br /&gt;*Being outside - the weather is starting to get really nice so we will finally be able to get outside more and more, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Naps - still. I swear she takes the biggest power naps ever. They don't even remember the last time she made it to 45minutes, they keep getting shorter and shorter!&lt;br /&gt;*Sleeping at night - She used to sleep through, and now she doesn't.. it's as simple as that. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;*The car - I used to think it was perhaps her carseat she hated but the more time that goes on, I'm pretty sure it's just the car. She screams from the moment the car starts driving to the moment it stops... and not just screaming, gagging, choking, the whole works. It's super unpleasant. I can't figure out why.. we've tried everything. I bought a new carseat that was bigger - no luck. Personally, I think it's because nobody is paying attention to her in there and she's probably the biggest attention whore I know.&lt;br /&gt;*Tummy Time - we were tolerating this for awhile, but we're back to hating it now.&lt;br /&gt;*The Swing - big dislike, here.&lt;br /&gt;*Peaches - They're my favourite and I'm a little sad about this one - though I did taste them and they were a bit sour so perhaps when I make my own she'll like them better (and if not, I'll eat them!).&lt;br /&gt;*When mom or dad holds another baby - she has no lost her shit on two different occasions after seeing C or I hold another baby. Jealous Monkey we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Could Take it or Leave it:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Jumperoo - She LOVED it last month, this month.. it's hit or miss. Mostly a miss, though.&lt;br /&gt;*The Bumbo - unless she's eating in it, she doesn't much like it.&lt;br /&gt;*Other people - she hasn't been screaming so much lately but she really doesn't like others for long periods of time. A quick snuggle and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Happened This Month?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We went on a trip to Victoria without C to visit the Auntee's and some of my old friends. We were gone from April 15th-17th and then spent the 18th in Courtenay with Cousin M. She was great for the drives but a bit fussy for the rest of the trip. The routine went out the window and she didn't much like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*March 29th were here 4 months shots. She screamed far worse and for far longer than her 2 months shots. She developed a fever, as she did with the 2 month shots, and was sleepy and fussy for the rest of the day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She had her first trip to the beach/park on April 2nd and got to go on the swings for the first time while we were there. She didn't really know what to think about swinging but there were no tears so she didn't hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*April 9th we met baby M for the first time. He's so precious and I am so excited for him and H to grow up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We started solids!! April 10th was her first day of rice cereal and she didn't really like it much. She opened wide and swallowed well but her face showed her disapproval. We tried sweet potatoes next and those were a hit, as well as squash and apples. She does not like peaches. Right now she has two meals a day, breakfast and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*April 11th was the 1 Year Anniversary of C and I finding out we were pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;*On April 13th we had our first Baby Dance Class! It's more cardio for me, but she enjoys it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She laughs and smiles so much. She doesn't talk as much as she used to because her hands are always in her mouth or there is a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She's becoming more and more squirmy. She's always moving and just wants to go go go! I have a strong feeling she'll be walking early. If she's standing, she's happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She can sit on her own! She sits slightly like a gorilla.. leaned forward with her hands on the ground but she can stay like that for minutes on end and even play with her toys without falling over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She still rolls front to back, but so far not back to front - she tries but gets stuck on her arm and can't quite make it over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She celebrated her first Easter on April 24th and of course got spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She is currently 15lbs 12oz, and 25" long. That's 50th percentile for both weight and height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Months Old.. wow. She has changed so much in the past 5 months and each month gets funner and funner (is funner a word? ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5 Months, H. Your Mumma Loves You xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-244491376386232413?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/244491376386232413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=244491376386232413' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/244491376386232413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/244491376386232413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/5-months-old.html' title='{5 Months Old}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pW60NmzqvsQ/TbccbE6w1LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rOYZakjPCAw/s72-c/DSC03870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-5582512366167521378</id><published>2011-04-22T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T10:17:26.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHNHbCpnCs/TToGI7B0QBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tkJ9mH7q95I/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHNHbCpnCs/TToGI7B0QBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tkJ9mH7q95I/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm &lt;i&gt;seriously &lt;/i&gt;slacking in the blog department as of lately. I know I've said it &lt;i&gt;a thousand &lt;/i&gt;times but I will really try to be better. I just find that there isn't enough time in the day these days. The weather is getting nicer, the days are getting longer.. just no time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been busy. I spent last weekend in Victoria and then Courtenay with friends, this week I caught up on laundry and some spring cleaning (I can call it that now because the weather is finally acting Spring'ish), and now we're housesitting at my in laws while they're away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H had an amazing day yesterdady. She was the happiest I've ever seen her. We had very little crying, no screaming, tonnes of smiles and lots of giggles. Still no naps, but an okay night... &amp;nbsp;I'm one happy mama today!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of today, so far she's happy again!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, friends are coming into town today for Easter. I'm excited as I haven't seen them since I went to visit their new baby M back at the beginning of Feb. It'll be nice to get some pictures of M and H together now that they're a bit older, they sure are the cutest little girls ever!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While I'm talking about those friends...&lt;a href="http://staceyb86.blogspot.com/2011/04/screaming-at-sophie_20.html"&gt; this is baby M doing the cutest thing ever&lt;/a&gt;... I couldn't stop laughing so check it out!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We've started food. Well, we started last Monday (the 11th) with rice cereal which was a hit. We introduced Sweet Potatoes, Squash and Bananas and those were a huge success but last night I tried to feed her peaches and she hates them. Peaches are my FAVORITE. In her&amp;nbsp;defense&amp;nbsp;- I tried them and they are a bit sour. Maybe when I make my own she won't dislike them so much (and if she does, then I'll just have to eat them myself, shucks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still have little to no success in the nap department and I reeeally wish I could get at least a 2 hour nap once a day so I can get some things done!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happy Easter Weekend, now hop on over to &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-night-leftovers-most-boring.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FRCue+%28Sippy+Cups+Are+Not+For+Starbucks%29"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to get some more leftovers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-5582512366167521378?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/5582512366167521378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=5582512366167521378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5582512366167521378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5582512366167521378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-night-leftovers_22.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHNHbCpnCs/TToGI7B0QBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tkJ9mH7q95I/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4912307855618417274</id><published>2011-04-19T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:14:24.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Fill Me In!}</title><content type='html'>I missed FNL's and had a busy weekend away with Miss H so here's a quick recap, bullet style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday afternoon we went to Victoria for a Bestie Weekend&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;We all met up there and had a nice dinner at &lt;i&gt;The Med Grill&lt;/i&gt; (AMAZING), went shopping, and had some girl time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H and I also visited with some friends I haven't seen in a long time and got some pictures taken (checkout http://itsphotography.net)... all that's missing is that dad guy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWqdXi-oeVQ/Ta4HO8I5bgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/RS5u-ic4gGk/s1600/205794_193063734071867_178058405572400_558455_4252083_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWqdXi-oeVQ/Ta4HO8I5bgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/RS5u-ic4gGk/s320/205794_193063734071867_178058405572400_558455_4252083_n.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VXNTh71p5k/Ta4HRAhWPvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/rWBSzssZdas/s1600/208650_193063814071859_178058405572400_558458_5333276_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VXNTh71p5k/Ta4HRAhWPvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/rWBSzssZdas/s320/208650_193063814071859_178058405572400_558458_5333276_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to Carter's and bought H some new summer clothes - Love that store... I pretty much could have spent hundreds but instead I got 7 items for under $30!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the drive back up Island we got stuck on the Malahat. Some oil tanker had crashed and it was all shut down. Traffic was a bitch but finally we made it through and we did it with a sleeping baby!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;H doesn't much like car rides but we lucked out on the way down and she slept the entire way, the way back she slept most of the way (but due to being stuck in traffic woke before we were back in Courtenay) and then fussed the rest. All in all, I think we lucked out with minimal screaming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Any schedule we had is now gone to shit. 3 nights of sleeping in bed with mom meant last night she was NOT about to sleep in her crib. She had very few naps, and no early bedtimes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once we got back to Courtenay we stayed a night with cousins and their new baby M. It was nice to visit and have a brand new baby snuggle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;The weather has been FABULOUS and the forecast says the next week is supposed to follow suit. H had her first nap out on the porch today! It's about time the cold f'd off!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;We're home now, as of last night, and it's great to be in our own bed and see C! I like going away but coming home is always nice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There you have it, a quick overview of the past few days! Now wish us luck on getting back into a routine until the next time we go away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-4912307855618417274?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/4912307855618417274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=4912307855618417274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4912307855618417274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4912307855618417274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/fill-me-in.html' title='{Fill Me In!}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWqdXi-oeVQ/Ta4HO8I5bgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/RS5u-ic4gGk/s72-c/205794_193063734071867_178058405572400_558455_4252083_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2662508912723441986</id><published>2011-04-12T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T13:11:13.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{D.elle Design}</title><content type='html'>I started a business... or, I'm attempting anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that mobile I posted a few days ago??&lt;br /&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/D.elleDesign"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; out.. and 'like' me.. and order a mobile.. and tell your friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2662508912723441986?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2662508912723441986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2662508912723441986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2662508912723441986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2662508912723441986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/delle-design.html' title='{D.elle Design}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2290435768911198555</id><published>2011-04-12T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T12:21:03.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{I Want}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://shawnandtashatompkins.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-want.html"&gt;T did an "I Want" post today&lt;/a&gt;, so I figured I would follow suit. Her's was just 1 "I want" but I'm a little more greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;H to remember how to sleep through the night... and while she's at it, a nap longer than 20 minutes would be FANTASTIC.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A date night with my husby - yes, I know there are a hundred of you that would babysit so I will rephrase that - A date night with my husby where I WON'T be constantly thinking/texting/worrying/wondering about H. I give it a year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sheets to remain puke free for 1 entire day. Also, it would be nice if the child who pukes on them would just stop puking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It to be warm out - I cannot say this enough - I AM DONE WITH WINTER.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A new wardrobe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want &lt;a href="http://www.philips.com.au/c/avent-baby-preparing-for-feeding/scf870_21/prd/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to make H's baby food. I know a pot and a blender can do the same thing but this is just too easy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want it to be the end of May so we can go to Peachland for my little sisters Graduation (omg!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want a maid, and a cook, and a live in massage therapist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As the list goes on my wants are getting a bit ridiculous so I will end it with, I want to win the lottery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Is this too much to ask? What do YOU want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2290435768911198555?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2290435768911198555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2290435768911198555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2290435768911198555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2290435768911198555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-want.html' title='{I Want}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7587032169883865077</id><published>2011-04-11T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T09:00:07.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{1 Year Ago}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April 11th, 2010 was the day I pee'd on "The Stick".&amp;nbsp;&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/-UBxmQ7V1E8U/S-OCH_1vDQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BJDXKYb6PD0/s1600/041110_1503%25255B00%25255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBxmQ7V1E8U/S-OCH_1vDQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BJDXKYb6PD0/s1600/041110_1503%25255B00%25255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 year ago, today, our lives changed forever... and I wouldn't change it for the World.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-7587032169883865077?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7587032169883865077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7587032169883865077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7587032169883865077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7587032169883865077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-year-ago.html' title='{1 Year Ago}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBxmQ7V1E8U/S-OCH_1vDQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BJDXKYb6PD0/s72-c/041110_1503%25255B00%25255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6739869932573651979</id><published>2011-04-10T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:44:22.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{MmmMmm Good... or is it?}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what we did today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know, I know... &lt;i&gt;They &lt;/i&gt;say to wait until 6 months before introducing solids... clearly &lt;i&gt;They &lt;/i&gt;(whoever they are) have never seen my child eat!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;H has become consistently hungrier over the past couple weeks and the doctor recommended to try her on solids. She watches us with intense interest while we eat, so we figured we could give it a try. She doesn't really know what to think about it but opens wide and doesn't spit much out so she's on the right track!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't believe how big she is getting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1399936991"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1399936992"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-6739869932573651979?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6739869932573651979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6739869932573651979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6739869932573651979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6739869932573651979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/mmmmmm-good-or-is-it.html' title='{MmmMmm Good... or is it?}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNSTWr2--Po/TaKE4KQWn_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/Leq0O-vlHIU/s72-c/DSC03431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-398829618952688354</id><published>2011-04-10T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T12:07:30.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Meeting Baby Mac}</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we got to meet Baby Mac. I didn't think we would be able to until next weekend when H and I go over the The Island to visit with them but they made a trip over to PR yesterday and I just couldn't stay away. At 9'ish pounds, now, he is still so itty bitty in comparison to my little monkey. So itty bitty, and perfect! We just had a short visit with him and his mommy before we had to go, but it was nice to meet him, and see J (she looks fabulous, btw). Here's a few pictures of H's new baby cousin, and some of H too, because she's just too cute to not include!!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgoHIBPvSSs/TaH-mERZ74I/AAAAAAAAAUU/KhyDKvNdz_4/s1600/DSC03339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgoHIBPvSSs/TaH-mERZ74I/AAAAAAAAAUU/KhyDKvNdz_4/s320/DSC03339.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;H meets Mac&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BI4ErGf9lD0/TaH-yMm0AGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GY-qfm0I6V4/s1600/DSC03349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BI4ErGf9lD0/TaH-yMm0AGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GY-qfm0I6V4/s320/DSC03349.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;she's not too sure what to think..&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/-gN0vM_Fh2oA/TaH-172L3DI/AAAAAAAAAUg/gYVWzEQzCaw/s1600/DSC03351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gN0vM_Fh2oA/TaH-172L3DI/AAAAAAAAAUg/gYVWzEQzCaw/s320/DSC03351.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;C has a turn! (he NEVER held babies before H came along.. he says "it's different now."&lt;br /&gt;[No complaining here, boys &amp;amp; babies &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;get old.. so cute!]&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/-UpNTG1sjoBY/TaH-5k2iF1I/AAAAAAAAAUk/Ui765XwKDp0/s1600/DSC03356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpNTG1sjoBY/TaH-5k2iF1I/AAAAAAAAAUk/Ui765XwKDp0/s320/DSC03356.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Auntie Jill &amp;amp; H... I'm sure all she can think about is how BIG H is!&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/-XeB0-HEMosU/TaH_BboMYbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/awvefwkZ1iA/s1600/DSC03363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XeB0-HEMosU/TaH_BboMYbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/awvefwkZ1iA/s320/DSC03363.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;BB Mac!&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/-jZuMZHxOFBo/TaH_KKRnZ4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/I-rPCdN7TjE/s1600/DSC03365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZuMZHxOFBo/TaH_KKRnZ4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/I-rPCdN7TjE/s320/DSC03365.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;Ok, ok!! I won't take any more pictures of you, geeeze!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats, again, to my cousin Ryan and his wife Jill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, our family makes awesome babies!&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/771092959893623027-398829618952688354?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/398829618952688354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=398829618952688354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/398829618952688354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/398829618952688354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/meeting-baby-mac.html' title='{Meeting Baby Mac}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgoHIBPvSSs/TaH-mERZ74I/AAAAAAAAAUU/KhyDKvNdz_4/s72-c/DSC03339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-3440449924734698455</id><published>2011-04-09T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:33:21.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Crafty Ma'ma!}</title><content type='html'>About a year ago a friend of mine posted a picture on facebook of the nursery she was preparing for her twin boys. Hanging above their beds were &lt;a href="http://www.potterybarnkids.com/products/butterfly-chandelier/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I fell in love. I demanded to know where she'd bought them and was devastated when she explained that they were from Pottery Barn Kids but were discontinued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When H was about 2 months old I decided I wanted to make my own. I started it and then the procrastinator in me came out. It sat, unfinished, in the corner of our room for almost 2 months and then tonight I decided to finish it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6X1_f1-VvM/TaFDx2W8JaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/X_jVNkM1AF8/s1600/DSC03375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6X1_f1-VvM/TaFDx2W8JaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/X_jVNkM1AF8/s320/DSC03375.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/-8hfemPv7OTQ/TaFD4o-7fbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/87IFTxnpDzo/s1600/DSC03378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8hfemPv7OTQ/TaFD4o-7fbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/87IFTxnpDzo/s320/DSC03378.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/-gsm-nJO535U/TaFD8AHqBYI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AN856JY0N-Q/s1600/DSC03379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsm-nJO535U/TaFD8AHqBYI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AN856JY0N-Q/s320/DSC03379.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/-9LN0kSHXMHg/TaFEBItEj0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/0LEw8FghFY8/s1600/DSC03383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9LN0kSHXMHg/TaFEBItEj0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/0LEw8FghFY8/s320/DSC03383.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EzJNWTgWg2w/TaFEGD7_3AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nZAx4boI9M0/s1600/DSC03370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EzJNWTgWg2w/TaFEGD7_3AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nZAx4boI9M0/s320/DSC03370.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHY86XWAqQA/TaFELdXTXvI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/U5kvdOoPmxk/s1600/DSC03369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHY86XWAqQA/TaFELdXTXvI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/U5kvdOoPmxk/s320/DSC03369.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after 2 months of procrastination, it's finally done! It's definitely different from the original one that sparked my interest but I'm so happy with it and I can't wait to hang it above H's crib and see how she likes it. If she doesn't like it, she better pretend she does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm thinking of making more and selling them. I cut out the butterflies on a Cricut machine so basically I could make the mobiles out of anything -- bugs, horses, trucks, birds, random shapes. I could also do any colour combination you needed. What do you think? Would you buy one of these, and if so, how much would you pay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-3440449924734698455?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/3440449924734698455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=3440449924734698455' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3440449924734698455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/3440449924734698455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/crafty-mama.html' title='{Crafty Ma&apos;ma!}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6X1_f1-VvM/TaFDx2W8JaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/X_jVNkM1AF8/s72-c/DSC03375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2504736948548959582</id><published>2011-04-08T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T16:36:50.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay so a while ago we were in Walmart and toothpaste was on sale... It was buy one get one free, &amp;nbsp;so logically we got 2 tubes. It's the most disgusting Crest toothpaste I've ever tasted. It's like &lt;i&gt;sensitive whitening &lt;/i&gt;or something? Anyways, it's gross, and it leaves a gross taste in your mouth after you're done brushing. Odd thing is, everyone seems to like it except me. Two weeks ago I bought new toothpaste - for myself - and it was delicious. Yes, I said &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt;. It's friggin' MISSING!!! Seriously, I used it for like 3 days and it disappeared. NObody knows where it went. It's the case of the missing toothpaste... and I'm back to brushing my teeth with the gross kind. Sigh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My fingernails are out of control! I'm a nail bitter, I have been for years, but right now they are so long and awesome. The nail on the finger that got caught in the blender doesn't grow very well so it's super short while the rest are long, which sucks, but otherwise they're beautiful. I don't know if I kicked the habit after 23 years, or if I just no longer have time to bite!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While my nails have been great, my skin is not. The first 18 weeks of my pregnancy were TERRIBLE to my face. I have always had issues but my skin had been pretty good for quite some time and then when I got pregnant it went downhill quickly. It cleared up for the middle/end of my pregnancy and then when H was born it was BEAUTIFUL for about 3 weeks. Since then, it's gone downhill again. I feel like I've tried everything and it's still a disaster - so dry and broken out. Suuuuper annoying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, there is more hair in my bed, on my floor, stuck in my clothes, and wrapped around H's toes than I have on my head. I am almost scared that soon I will be bald. Hooray for postpartum hair loss! Not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H had her first trip to the beach/park earlier this week. The weather has been fairly decent and it better not be teasing me because I am well over winter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I brought H to the doc on Wednesday. She has reflux - apparently - so we got a prescription for Zantac and were on our way... but not before we got her weighed.. 14lbs 10oz. She's consistently been 50th percentile since 2 months old and remains to be in the 50th percentile now. If one more person tells me how fat she is, they're going to wish they didn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm sucking at blogging. This week has been rough and I have had no desire to write about it. Check out some more leftovers &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2504736948548959582?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2504736948548959582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2504736948548959582' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2504736948548959582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2504736948548959582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-night-leftovers_08.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCYdSMyOhQo/TV1nZR3I2JI/AAAAAAAAALY/s_efmnzbCog/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2932295014340122711</id><published>2011-04-03T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:20:06.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Swinging}</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was H's first trip to the beach/park. It was short lived though, because even though it was a beautiful sunny day, the wind was blowing so hard down by the ocean.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7fy-eQQFyN8/TZjHL9eieGI/AAAAAAAAATA/IIxo_PgClU8/s1600/DSC03184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7fy-eQQFyN8/TZjHL9eieGI/AAAAAAAAATA/IIxo_PgClU8/s320/DSC03184.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not too sure how she feels about swinging&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&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/-ddtbQgoUV-g/TZjHPrLo2OI/AAAAAAAAATE/d1g2JxCVmX0/s1600/DSC03189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ddtbQgoUV-g/TZjHPrLo2OI/AAAAAAAAATE/d1g2JxCVmX0/s320/DSC03189.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait for "underducks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/-jwAU339nv5A/TZjHU28SfsI/AAAAAAAAATI/wbR4i-yH_Y8/s1600/DSC03196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jwAU339nv5A/TZjHU28SfsI/AAAAAAAAATI/wbR4i-yH_Y8/s320/DSC03196.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;Being adorable - like it takes any effort.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fT0PHyODCds/TZjHcEF1FuI/AAAAAAAAATM/8CRDsj0cKL4/s1600/DSC03200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fT0PHyODCds/TZjHcEF1FuI/AAAAAAAAATM/8CRDsj0cKL4/s320/DSC03200.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;Swingtime with Ma'ma&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/-6EakH-rjFI8/TZjHgu60lvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/aG22G-2SFAg/s1600/DSC03204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6EakH-rjFI8/TZjHgu60lvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/aG22G-2SFAg/s320/DSC03204.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scaring the crap out of Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/-gTGwPHed7ig/TZjHkCKp8eI/AAAAAAAAATU/UhttFGyZ2aw/s1600/DSC03207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gTGwPHed7ig/TZjHkCKp8eI/AAAAAAAAATU/UhttFGyZ2aw/s320/DSC03207.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking 100lbs in her snowsuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tw_iVqrMLZk/TZjHonI_CWI/AAAAAAAAATY/bpyX0ZABgg4/s1600/DSC03218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tw_iVqrMLZk/TZjHonI_CWI/AAAAAAAAATY/bpyX0ZABgg4/s320/DSC03218.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;What a lovely family day we had. H and I both love it when daddy has the day off! Bring on Summer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2932295014340122711?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2932295014340122711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2932295014340122711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2932295014340122711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2932295014340122711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/swinging.html' title='{Swinging}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7fy-eQQFyN8/TZjHL9eieGI/AAAAAAAAATA/IIxo_PgClU8/s72-c/DSC03184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7045841191713450099</id><published>2011-04-01T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T18:58:29.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once again, Friday snuck up on me. This week I don't even have a list of things to look at for my FNL post. I usually write things down as I think of them throughout the week!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been a cleaning machine, today. I'm waiting for H to go to bed and then the rest of the house will get done - hopefully, unless I lose all motivation by then.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I made fish tacos last night. They were SO AMAZING. I can't wait to make them again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My iPhone &lt;i&gt;FINALLY&lt;/i&gt; came in!!!! I'm addicted... and so is C. I can't believe I've been missing out for all this time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H still doesn't know how to nap. It makes for a grumpy baby - Do you have any tips?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had 4month shots on Tuesday, it was terrible. They were accompanied by tonnes of screaming for the remainder of the day, as well as a fever... the Tylenol did make for a good sleep, though. Poor bebe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE chocolate macaroons.. so good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm boring this Friday. Check out some more exciting Leftovers, &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-7045841191713450099?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7045841191713450099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7045841191713450099' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7045841191713450099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7045841191713450099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-night-leftovers.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-8834829026786157903</id><published>2011-03-30T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T19:12:01.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Wordless Wednesday}</title><content type='html'>... mostly.&lt;br /&gt;For a baby who is rather fussy a lot of the time, she sure hides it from the rest of the world pretty darn well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7QGyOs1zUI/TZO1auIWpwI/AAAAAAAAASw/Ect3hZpC1qQ/s1600/DSC03050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7QGyOs1zUI/TZO1auIWpwI/AAAAAAAAASw/Ect3hZpC1qQ/s400/DSC03050.jpg" width="265" /&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/--JgdO2rsrnw/TZO1gFDcy8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/kkCmxZbBC1A/s1600/DSC03092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--JgdO2rsrnw/TZO1gFDcy8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/kkCmxZbBC1A/s400/DSC03092.jpg" width="265" /&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/-Nsqkz8Ip-rU/TZO1sBCBqkI/AAAAAAAAAS8/5ftRecNwrLo/s1600/DSC03107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nsqkz8Ip-rU/TZO1sBCBqkI/AAAAAAAAAS8/5ftRecNwrLo/s400/DSC03107.jpg" width="265" /&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/771092959893623027-8834829026786157903?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/8834829026786157903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=8834829026786157903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8834829026786157903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8834829026786157903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/wordless-wednesday.html' title='{Wordless Wednesday}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7QGyOs1zUI/TZO1auIWpwI/AAAAAAAAASw/Ect3hZpC1qQ/s72-c/DSC03050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-8756943955310224978</id><published>2011-03-26T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T07:21:10.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{4 Months Old}</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span id="goog_3844213"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_3844214"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lROkvAb0aTU/TY32OE1v3QI/AAAAAAAAASo/GYoTcTjo6Kg/s1600/DSC03009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lROkvAb0aTU/TY32OE1v3QI/AAAAAAAAASo/GYoTcTjo6Kg/s640/DSC03009.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Likes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Baths - though she doesn't swim like she used to, she just kind of lounges and relaxes, smiling away.&lt;br /&gt;*Fresh Air - even in the rain and wind, the kid loves to be outside.&lt;br /&gt;*Getting her diaper change - she has taken to kicking off with her feet and scooting her way up towards the top of the pad. This makes it difficult to keep the diaper underneath her and you have to almost pin her down to get it done up. She thinks this is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;*Rocks in her glider - this month she has taken to the glider more than ever. It's part of our nighttime routine and I look forward to her sleepy cuddles before I lay her down for the night. Sometimes if she's inconsolable I rock and then she settles almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;*Gripe Water - she sucks it back AND it helps her tummy feel better, win/win for both of us, really!&lt;br /&gt;*Being Nakid - but then again, who doesn't love to be nakid?!&lt;br /&gt;*Funny faces and voices - she's quite a ham and she loves all your attention to be on her. If you're making faces and talking to her in funny voices she is one happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;*Being in Public - she's the happiest baby ever. She's nosey as hell so when we're out and about she just sits back and takes it all in, talking, giggling, smiling at strangers. She's really too cute.&lt;br /&gt;*The Playmat - she lays and talks to her kitty and toucan. She bats at the butterflies and smiles away - until she's done and then she's mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Naps - 45 minutes, 45 minutes, 45 minutes. She 45 minutes me to DEATH!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Her car seat - still. I ordered a stationary 3 in 1 on Tuesday so hopefully this will solve our screaming car rides. I hope because it's bigger she'll be more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;*When mom leaves her at home and goes out without her - she likes me. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Could Take it or Leave it:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Jumperoo - she likes it for the first 5 minutes, tolerates it for the second 5 minutes, and then hates it.&lt;br /&gt;*Tummy Time - it's really hit or miss. Sometimes she'll lay with her head held high for up to 15minutes, some days before I even have her down she's screaming.&lt;br /&gt;*The bumbo - she never looks comfortable and never lasts long before she starts fussing.&lt;br /&gt;*The Swing - we got a new one and she definitely likes this one more than the last but it's still not her favourite thing (of course it's not, because it's not my arms!). She hangs out in it, and occasionally naps, but never for long periods of time. Basically, it allows me to pee in peace, or make lunch with two hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Happened This Month?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She is a talking machine! She has so much to say and has the cutest little "voice". I love waking up to her chatting away in her crib instead of crying (most of the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*March 3rd, 2011 we went swimming for the first time! She wasn't too sure about it. She never cried, but she just laid very still in the water taking in the sights. I got smiles though, so she didn't hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*March 8th, 2010 she got her ears pierced. They are BEYOND adorable. She didn't enjoy it whatsoever, and I shed a tear as well but it was well worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She's giggling quite a bit now but I'm still waiting for the time when belly laughs become regular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I THIIIINK I felt a tooth today. Bottom left side of her mouth. I think I can see a little something white but I can't be sure because it's near impossible to get her to keep her tongue back and open her mouth - she's always licking at me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Her hands are NEVER out of her mouth. She chews on them pretty much all day and drools like a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* She grabs at toys.. and then puts them in her mouth (as well as everything else she can get her hands on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She now weighs 14lbs 0oz (as of March 24th) and is 24" long. She's my short little porkchop! I love every roll and dimple she's got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She is still doing great in her crib. Bedtime is between 7 and 8 and the routine is a must. We've skipped bits here and there and have just ended up "re-doing" bedtime (which makes her go to sleep right away!!). She had a couple weeks where she was waking quite a bit and exhaustion took over so she was in our bed a few mornings but otherwise we're sticking to it and it's kicking ass. I love having my bed, and my husband cuddles, back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She's getting super strong and loves to be "standing up" all the time. My arms sure get a work out bouncing her around. It's cute when her legs get tired though because she just stops standing and sits right down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She smiles when you go get her from her crib in the morning. I can't wait for the day that she puts her arms up for me to take her out but in the meantime the huge morning smiles will do! It's totally adorable and brightens up my day, even if it is at 6am somedays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On March 25th, 2010, she found her toes! I knew it was coming because she's been holding her legs up in the air for some time. Today while on her change table she grabbed them! And then once I got her dressed again she was reaching and reaching for them and wouldn't let go once she got them. So cute. So far she's only done it that one time but I'm sure it won't take long before we're wiping drool off her feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said every week, and will continue to say, WHERE HAS THE TIME GONE?! The last 4 months of my pregnancy took like 15 years to go by, why is my baby growing so fast?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4 Months, H! Your Mumma Loves You xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-8756943955310224978?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/8756943955310224978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=8756943955310224978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8756943955310224978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8756943955310224978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/4-months-old.html' title='{4 Months Old}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lROkvAb0aTU/TY32OE1v3QI/AAAAAAAAASo/GYoTcTjo6Kg/s72-c/DSC03009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-1455925729057533431</id><published>2011-03-25T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T07:20:58.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;H is 16 weeks, today. Tomorrow she will officially be 4 months old. She's practically graduated!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of which... 1 year ago, March 22nd, a baby was made. Her name is H!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's one of my besties' 24th Birthday today. Happy Birthday, Robbi!!!! Hope you have a fabulous day and the best year yet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I mentioned last week that I needed to vacuum my car because it looked like I lived in it.. well, I did it! It's nice and clean, for now. It never lasts long.. I don't understand how so much dirt can be on shoes!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took H to &lt;i&gt;Healthy Babies &lt;/i&gt;yesterday&amp;nbsp;and got her weighed. As I said it's her 4 month birthday tomorrow though, so I'm going to make you wait to hear how much she is!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spring has arrived and along with that comes Spring Cleaning.. I'm dreading it but soon my house will be sparkling and I will have significantly less Facebook friends. Lately I've been thinking that there are far too many people on my Facebook that I don't talk to, why are they there?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gripe Water is my best friend. Seriously. H has been soooooo gassy and fussy lately I would die without it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do they make baby shoes? I swear to god, I have a billion pairs. They're so cute, yet so incredibly useless. I put them on, she kicks them off, I put them on, she kicks them off. Repeat. Socks and slippers it is!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby M has arrived - fiiiiinally! After 4 long days of labour he's here safe and sound. Mom and baby are doing fabulous. I can't wait to meet him and kiss his sweet little face. I grew up with boy cousins and it was awesome so I am so excited that Miss H has M to grow up with, too. Hopefully they will be as close as I am with his daddy and brothers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;C and I got new phones. iPhones, to be exact, and I'm so excited. Problem is, PR never has phones in stock so they're "on order" and have been all week. I really hope they come tomorrow or I'm going to be grumpy. I want my new phone, now!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;H and I are headed to The Island tomorrow with Gramma S. We're going to watch some of my brother's hockey tournament, do a lil shopping, and visit with family friends. Should be a good time. I also hope to drop of a present for Baby M if they break out of the hospital by then!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are all sick. All of us. C has had the stomach flu for 4 days now. I have a viral infection in my nose, throat and ears and H.. well she has a stuffed nose and this feeble scratch cry that I can only assume means her throat is sore like mine. She's definitely not herself, either. Poor bebe. I hope we're all good and healthy soon!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did it. I ordered a new carseat for H. She screams every time I put her in her's and so I figured we have to buy one eventually, I may as well buy it sooner than later in hopes that it will solve our ever hated car rides. Soon we shall see if she likes it or not... she better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If anyone was wondering - Nyana's G-Tube surgery went great. She did amazing and is well on her way to recovery. What a strong little girl she is! Thanks for all your thoughts, prayers and crossed fingers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave a comment and then pop over to our host, Danifred's. There's lots of leftovers over there, &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;check them out&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-1455925729057533431?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/1455925729057533431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=1455925729057533431' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1455925729057533431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1455925729057533431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/friday-night-leftovers_25.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4488364571497315993</id><published>2011-03-23T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T00:19:51.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Before I Was A Mom}</title><content type='html'>10 Things I wish I'd known before I was a mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy sleep&lt;/b&gt;: Naps, early bedtimes, &amp;amp; late mornings all in fresh sheets - free of milk leakage and baby spit-up. Enjoy your bed with just you, or you and your other. It's unbelievable how much room a miniature person can take up - for real, like ALL of it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shower longer&lt;/b&gt;: I've never been one for long, drawn out showers. You get in, clean, get out. I always wondered how people could be in there for 25 minutes when I could be in and out in 5 -10 if I shaved my legs. If I could go back.. I would SO have those 25 minute showers. I would stand there and enjoy every second. Currently I'm lucky if I get to shower alone. If I am alone, I can here her screaming...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eat while it's hot:&lt;/b&gt; I can't count the amount of cold dinners I have eaten in the past 4 months. Enjoy the ability to eat hot food, with both hands free.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spend time alone:&lt;/b&gt; this becomes pretty much impossible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be spontaneous:&lt;/b&gt; It's not easy - or logical - to do things on a whim when you have a baby. I mean, deciding to go to the mall 5 mins before you leave is tough enough, but to decided to leave town on "the next ferry" isn't going to happen. There is far too much organizing and packing and planning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going off of #5.. &lt;b&gt;Pack light:&lt;/b&gt; There is no such thing as "packing light", anymore, YOU NEED EVERYTHING!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay out late:&lt;/b&gt; Babies are creatures of habit/routine. Bedtime is a glorious time, however, missing bedtime makes for a cranky baby and a shitty night. Sometimes I hate that "we have to be home at ___ to put H to bed". Usually I don't mind because once she's in bed, I'm in bed. But occasionally I miss those late nights out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love your body: &lt;/b&gt;For real, it could be worse. Have a baby and find out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carry a small purse:&lt;/b&gt; Diaper bags are heavy. I've been packing around a giant purse full of shit for years now when I should have been carrying a wallet... though I do have the World's Best Diaper Bag - thanks to my besties!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spoil yourself:&lt;/b&gt; It will never be about YOU again. Ever. My favourite store is now a kid's clothing store, I spend hours searching eBay for baby things, I get invited places and if I don't bring H I can see the disappointment! I don't mind, and I knew it would be like this, it's just that it's easy to get caught up with all things baby and forget about yourself. It's okay to buy a new shirt, or get your hair done.. it's a nice break and a nice treat. You deserve it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's only been 4 months and they've been the best 4 months of my life. I wouldn't trade Miss H for any of those 10 things, ever, but sometimes it's crazy to look back on how different things used to be... It's so unbelievably crazy how someone so tiny can change your life in just a split second.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you wish you'd known?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-4488364571497315993?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/4488364571497315993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=4488364571497315993' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4488364571497315993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4488364571497315993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/before-i-was-mom.html' title='{Before I Was A Mom}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-8330928560090502879</id><published>2011-03-22T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T00:54:39.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Prayers, Thoughts, Vibes...}</title><content type='html'>Prayers, Thoughts, Vibes, Crossed Fingers, whatever it is you do, can you do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Nyana just celebrated her 6 month Birthday a couple days ago and today she will receive her first surgery. Though she celebrated her half birthday in the NICU she won't be there much longer because this surgery means that the end (or the beginning, rather) is well within reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be receiving a G-tube so that her little body can put more energy and focus into healing her lungs and less into worrying about eating. It's one big step towards the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyana has come so far from the tiny 2lb 6oz babygirl that arrived into this world and there is no doubt that she will overcome this surgery like a champ. She's a survivor and a fighter but a little extra support never hurts.&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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rO1VPYlmrKs/TVIyJrzYX8I/AAAAAAAAAKc/A_qNUlAx7Jo/s1600/DSC01966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rO1VPYlmrKs/TVIyJrzYX8I/AAAAAAAAAKc/A_qNUlAx7Jo/s320/DSC01966.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting Baby Ny &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;Best of luck to your family tomorrow, Karen &amp;amp; Don - Walks on the SeaWalk are just around the corner!&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;Check out Nyana's story &lt;a href="http://nyanarose.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&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/771092959893623027-8330928560090502879?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/8330928560090502879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=8330928560090502879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8330928560090502879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/8330928560090502879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayers-thoughts-vibes.html' title='{Prayers, Thoughts, Vibes...}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rO1VPYlmrKs/TVIyJrzYX8I/AAAAAAAAAKc/A_qNUlAx7Jo/s72-c/DSC01966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4293956375316256727</id><published>2011-03-20T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:54:44.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Sunday Funnies}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I get a little bit bored... okay, a lot bored.. enjoy!&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="http://damnyouautocorrect.com/images/korean-kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://damnyouautocorrect.com/images/korean-kids.jpg" /&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;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://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li6grlrYBh1qctkcl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li6grlrYBh1qctkcl.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;Nobody said Walt Disney wasn't a perv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://damnyouautocorrect.com/images/blowing-boss-headache.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://damnyouautocorrect.com/images/blowing-boss-headache.jpg" width="213" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://damnyouautocorrect.com/images/leaving-you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://damnyouautocorrect.com/images/leaving-you.jpg" width="213" /&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;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://media.jawdrops.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/OMG_WTF_LOL_466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://media.jawdrops.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/OMG_WTF_LOL_466.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;These guys may just love Google more than I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-size: medium; 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://media.jawdrops.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/OMG_WTF_LOL_473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://media.jawdrops.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/OMG_WTF_LOL_473.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;Fake? Probably - Funny? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&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://media.jawdrops.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/OMG_WTF_LOL_458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://media.jawdrops.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/OMG_WTF_LOL_458.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 can't be for real!! Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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://wtftattoos.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/mspacman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://wtftattoos.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/mspacman.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;No confusion there!&lt;br /&gt;&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://wtftattoos.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/applebottom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://wtftattoos.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/applebottom.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;Oh no she di'int&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://media.freaksoffastfood.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/fuku.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://media.freaksoffastfood.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/fuku.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;She's not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&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://media.freaksoffastfood.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/finger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://media.freaksoffastfood.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/finger.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;No comment.. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&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://media.peopleofwalmart.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/1647.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://media.peopleofwalmart.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/1647.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;not really...&lt;br /&gt;&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://media.peopleofwalmart.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/2v15Four.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://media.peopleofwalmart.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/2v15Four.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;On the left.. REEEALLY!?&lt;br /&gt;&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://media.freaksoffastfood.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/unlucky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://media.freaksoffastfood.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/unlucky.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;Is it.. is it really?&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://whitetrashrepairs.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/2276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://whitetrashrepairs.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/2276.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;New meaning to "Chair Swing"&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://media.youdrivewhat.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/1658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://media.youdrivewhat.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/1658.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;How much HorsePower you got??&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://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li2nwj9fNo1qctkcl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li2nwj9fNo1qctkcl.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rode the Skytrain for years.. how did I not have one of these!!??&lt;br /&gt;&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://media.peopleofwalmart.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://media.peopleofwalmart.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/573.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;Bringin' Sexy Back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;Brought to you by:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;People of Walmart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Freaks of Fast Good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;White Trash Repairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaw Drops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WTF Tattoos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Epic WTFs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and my personal favorite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Damn You Autocorrect&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-4293956375316256727?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/4293956375316256727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=4293956375316256727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4293956375316256727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/4293956375316256727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/sunday-funnies.html' title='{Sunday Funnies}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2544620922306386130</id><published>2011-03-18T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T16:13:42.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;H has forgotten how to sleep. My baby who has slept through the night for the past month now wakes 3-5x a night. T mentioned 4 (or in my case, 3) month sleep regression.&amp;nbsp;Seriously, I didn't even know there was such a thing and then I read it.. and I almost cried, and then I puked a little in my mouth. Fuck.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of sleep, or lack thereof, I have insomnia. I cannot fall asleep at night. I'm regularly up until 2am and I hate it. When H was sleeping with us it forced me to go to sleep because she was in my arms and woke if I moved. I love having her in her own bed but now I'm free to do whatever and somehow the TV and the computer are far more interesting than my dreams... or at least that's what my brain thinks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday was H's first St. Patrick's Day and she has nothing green.. BAD mommy!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guess what? Robins were in my yard yesterday AND the frogs were croaking in the back yard. You have no idea how much this excites me. Winter is fiiiiinally on it's way out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I mentioned last week that I was addicted to eBay, again... well I'm still addicted.. it's not very good for C's credit card!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Ellen. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H is so fussy. She's crying constantly and fussing when she's not crying. She's making me crazy!!! It's a good thing she's cute. I just can't wait for warmer weather so we can go to the park and the beach and for nice long walks. I think being cooped up in the house is getting to both of us. As &lt;a href="http://shawnandtashatompkins.blogspot.com/2011/03/friday-night-leftovers_16.html"&gt;Tasha&lt;/a&gt; mentioned, she's "spirited" not "bad"!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A few weeks ago I talked about how I was doing the 30day Shred. I assume some may be wondering how that's going? Well, Jillian went on vacation... or I did, either way. I will do it, eventually, but now is not my time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my mom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My car is the biggest mess EVER. Seriously, it looks like I live in it or something. I NEED the weather to improve so I can improve my lifestyle!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Check out more leftovers &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2544620922306386130?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2544620922306386130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2544620922306386130' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2544620922306386130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2544620922306386130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/friday-night-leftovers_18.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-whuJHk34Oq0/TTEzi9ydLhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p58Mh-KseDo/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2945180477563166061</id><published>2011-03-16T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T01:42:17.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Shut Your Toothless Mouth}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Old people think they know everything:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4x in the past week I have heard this remark (give or take a few words) from someone over the age of 70:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aw, she's just precious, how old is she?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Thank you, 3 months."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, she's big! Are you sure?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;insert blank="" here="" stare=""&gt;&amp;lt; insert blank stare here &amp;gt; No, I'm not sure, I must have mistaken her for the other 6lb screaming baby that came out of my vagina 3 months ago.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More times than I can count I've been asked what &lt;i&gt;his &lt;/i&gt;name is, or how old &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is... 99% of the time, it's by and elderly man or woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seriously, &lt;i&gt;SHE&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is wearing a pink sweater.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that lots of babies look just like, well, babies. I understand that sometimes a boy can look like a girl and a girl can look like a boy, but honestly, if the kid is wearing all pink, chances are it's a girl. When it's ears are pierced, chances are it's a girl. When it wearing a hat with a big flower on it and wrapped up in purple, chances are - yup, you guessed it, it's a girl!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, just because you're old, doesn't mean I care what you have to say. Just like when I was pregnant, &lt;b&gt;I don't care what you think&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't care&lt;/b&gt; if you think my baby is chubby and that I should "only feed her every 6 hours and give her water in between" - she's a BABY, she's allowed to be chubby and you don't feed babies water anymore, this is the year 2011, not 1911.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't care&lt;/b&gt; if you think her ears should be pierced or if you're "disappointed with parents these days and their desire to put holes in there children". - They're damn cute, and we love them. Modern technology allows them to be done quickly and without infection, we no longer have to use porcupine quills like they did in your day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't care&lt;/b&gt; if you think I should be breastfeeding because "formula is no good, no good at all!". You don't know anything about me, or my breastfeeding struggles and you make me want to punch your in your stupid, old, wrinkly face.&lt;br /&gt;and lastly (for tonight, anyway) &lt;b&gt;I don't care&lt;/b&gt; if you think "I look too young to be a mother". First off, I'm not that young, and secondly, even if I was "too young" by your standards, what concern of that is yours? You're like 180, I'm sure you were married and "with child" by the time you were 14 - &lt;i&gt;Little House on the Prairie&lt;/i&gt; style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shut your toothless mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All cases refer to people I don't know. Strangers, who just happen to be old, that think I want to hear what they have to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2945180477563166061?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2945180477563166061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2945180477563166061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2945180477563166061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2945180477563166061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/figure-it-out.html' title='{Shut Your Toothless Mouth}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-6415825458000605299</id><published>2011-03-13T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T02:48:09.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{CUTEST BABY EVER}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pk0vLmDJwtc/TX2mSZMISlI/AAAAAAAAARw/rr3I6ANXmI0/s1600/DSC02761.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pk0vLmDJwtc/TX2mSZMISlI/AAAAAAAAARw/rr3I6ANXmI0/s320/DSC02761.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, do babies get cuter than this? I know I'm bias but she is just too precious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We picked up a &lt;i&gt;Rainforest&amp;nbsp;Jumperoo&lt;/i&gt; today from a friend and so far, she's IN LOVE with that little red bird. She hasn't quite mastered jumping yet, as her little ballerina toes barely touch the ground, but she is quite content to just sit and talk to that little fellow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She's talking up a storm these past few days, too. It totally melts my heart. I sat and talked to her for 45 minutes earlier and she just coo'd and giggled and "talked" back. I honestly can't get enough of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-q-xGwn5buBc/TX2mYOgR9hI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YvugnKYU7UE/s1600/DSC02763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-q-xGwn5buBc/TX2mYOgR9hI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YvugnKYU7UE/s320/DSC02763.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at this face... It doesn't get much better than this. She's so excited by something so minor. I just love how her little personality is shining through. Sometimes she has attitude, she gives cheeky looks and makes silly faces. She's excited when you get her from her crib the morning, or when you change her diaper. She laughs when you tell her she's stinky or when you pinch her "boobies". She really does brighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed and grateful to have such an amazing family and H and her daddy make me happier than I've ever been before. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-6415825458000605299?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/6415825458000605299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=6415825458000605299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6415825458000605299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/6415825458000605299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/cutest-baby-ever.html' title='{CUTEST BABY EVER}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pk0vLmDJwtc/TX2mSZMISlI/AAAAAAAAARw/rr3I6ANXmI0/s72-c/DSC02761.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-5496054667557028234</id><published>2011-03-13T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T00:35:12.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Go.To.Sleep}</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure who this post is directed at, H or myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H has had a rough couple nights. &lt;i&gt;They&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(whoever they are) say that every 3 weeks your baby will enter a growth spurt. Sure enough, 15 weeks and she's crying to be fed every 2 hours instead of 3-3.5. She is fussy non stop and her sleeping is sucking big time! She's been sleeping through the night for 3 weeks and then 2 nights ago she started waking up 3-4 times. Last night was terrible, I felt like I was up "shhh'ing" her back to sleep every 2 hours. Tonight isn't looking any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, and knowing I'm going to have a crappy night, here I sit on the computer - updating my blog, again! I think I'm finally happy with it this time, though, so there shouldn't be many changes for quite awhile - or at least until I'm bored again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this thing where I feel like I'm more tired if I only sleep a little bit than if I just stay awake. I know H is going to be up in the next hour so I keep telling myself if I just stay awake then I'll go to sleep after I feed her... I've been saying that for 3 hours now.. and yes, she's woken but only for a soother re-insertion, so I really could have been sleeping this entire time. Now I just feel like it's too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaah, Go.To.Sleep!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-5496054667557028234?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/5496054667557028234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=5496054667557028234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5496054667557028234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5496054667557028234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/gotosleep.html' title='{Go.To.Sleep}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2516693680348538502</id><published>2011-03-11T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T17:16:22.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xXcBRZfaJ6Q/TUMieVNJsKI/AAAAAAAAAKI/RvtZXeLLduw/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xXcBRZfaJ6Q/TUMieVNJsKI/AAAAAAAAAKI/RvtZXeLLduw/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I understand the want to cut down on costs involving batteries and such.. but seriously, I will buy as many goddamn batteries as it takes if I could just buy something that made noise and had lights that stayed on for longer that 2 minutes. WTF can you get done in 2 minutes? Pee? It doesn't help me do the dishes when every 90seconds I'm running back to push the button again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;H is 15 weeks old today... we had a playdate with a friends little one yesterday. He's only 7lbs and I felt like I was going to break him. It's hard to believe that H was once 2lbs smaller than that!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roast Chicken for dinner tonight&amp;nbsp;MmmMmmMmm. What's even better is that with roasted chicken comes chicken soup!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Summer, where are you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;After the devastation that has hit Japan, it makes me incredibly grateful to be at home with my family. I'm sending my love and thoughts to anyone who is over there, or has loved ones over there.&amp;nbsp;It also makes me think that I really should have some sort of "survival" package made up... Do you have one?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to figure out how to get H to nap for longer than 20-45 minutes at a time. ANY suggestions would be great as she needs more of a nap than that or she's a B-word. which in turn, makes me a B-word, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We're selling C's car. We're going to be a 1 car family for awhile which might suck, but I think it will be okay. It's time to get rid of those bills! (Anyone want to buy a '97 Acura Integra GSR $6500 OBO).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cousin's babyboy is 1 day overdue today... Come out, bebe, I want to kiss your face!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm addicted to eBay, again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm in love with H's pierced ears. They are SO CUTE. I'm totally glad I finally did it!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Somewhere along the line I've developed &lt;b&gt;16 followers&lt;/b&gt;. I love followers &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;as much as I love &lt;b&gt;blog comments&lt;/b&gt;! Yay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday - when did it become Friday!? I feel like it was Monday yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;H is laughing tonnes now, I love it - only problem is, she stops when I bust out the camera so I'm going to have to be more stealth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out Danifred's leftovers &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/2011/03/friday-night-leftovers-sucky-immune.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FRCue+%28Sippy+Cups+Are+Not+For+Starbucks%29"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I bet they're good ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2516693680348538502?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2516693680348538502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2516693680348538502' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2516693680348538502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2516693680348538502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/friday-night-leftovers_11.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xXcBRZfaJ6Q/TUMieVNJsKI/AAAAAAAAAKI/RvtZXeLLduw/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7939613207406137485</id><published>2011-03-09T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T11:11:38.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Five Faves}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://shawnandtashatompkins.blogspot.com/"&gt;T&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;was the first to do this, and then &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/2011/03/five-things.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FRCue+%28Sippy+Cups+Are+Not+For+Starbucks%29"&gt;D&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;followed along so I figure I may as well partake, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I cannot live without (excluding family, friends, basic needs):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cellphone: it's sad, really. It's my phonebook, my clock, my alarm, my timer, my calculator... I really could go on. I don't even have my Blackberry anymore, it's just a cheap Walmart phone that I added to my contract when the BB bit the dust. Man I miss my BB...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice Tea: LOVE. Nestea - in the GLASS bottle, only.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nap Time: for real, I would probably go crazy. Even if it is only 45 minutes at a time - it brings back my sanity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lululemons: I know, dumb right? I have 3 pairs. One pair - the ones I've had the longest - has holes and yet they're the ones I wear the most. I could live in them. (And no, I don't do yoga).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My camera: I'm addicted to taking pictures - 99% of them being of my precious babygirl. I have taken over 2500 pictures since she was born.. That's 2532 pictures in 102 days (and that's after deleting blurs!); That averages out to 25 pictures a day!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are YOUR 5 favorite things?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-7939613207406137485?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7939613207406137485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7939613207406137485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7939613207406137485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7939613207406137485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/five-faves.html' title='{Five Faves}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-367197116285782808</id><published>2011-03-08T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T04:05:02.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Dear Fink}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Fink,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still love you, even though you hate me for having a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Your Mumma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/-Xys9JwQy4cw/TXcW7iogK3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/sx28dfeqrLg/s1600/DSC02422.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Xys9JwQy4cw/TXcW7iogK3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/sx28dfeqrLg/s320/DSC02422.jpg" width="212" /&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/771092959893623027-367197116285782808?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/367197116285782808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=367197116285782808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/367197116285782808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/367197116285782808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/dear-fink.html' title='{Dear Fink}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Xys9JwQy4cw/TXcW7iogK3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/sx28dfeqrLg/s72-c/DSC02422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-4961826428581701747</id><published>2011-03-08T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T18:07:47.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{HOLES}</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to get H's ears pierced for a quite awhile. I had full intentions before she was even born but after watching her get her shots I wasn't sure that &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; was strong enough to put&lt;i&gt; her&lt;/i&gt; through it. I've made 2 different appointments in the past couple weeks and cancelled them both because I chickened out. The first time I cancelled because I just couldn't get my shit together in time to bring her (or perhaps I was dragging my feet and taking my time?), and the second time I cancelled because I spent my morning watching babies get their ears pierced on YouTube and it broke my heart (&lt;i&gt;whyyyyy &lt;/i&gt;do I do things like that?)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when I woke up I thought - Today is the day! I told myself if the first place I called had an opening TODAY then I would go through with it. When I called the receptionist said "no I'm sorry, we're all booked... oh wait.. yup, I can get you in in 45 minutes.". SHIT. Off we went! C met us there and there was no backing out. Today, March 8th, 2011 our babygirl got her ears pierced... 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We had a visit with M and her posse of children (though half were napping), a quick visit with Gramma J, dinner and T&lt;i&gt;he Bachelor&lt;/i&gt; with K, and then we went to Uncle R's hockey game. It was a playoff game and I don't get to watch him very often so I was happy that we could be there. C made it from work just in time to watch the last 5 minutes. They lost, but it was still fun to watch and I'm happy we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R's game didn't end until 820 and H is usually bathed, massaged, fed, rocked, storied and in bed sleeping by 830 at the very latest, but usually 8. This is the first time we've been late for bedtime since we started our routine almost 3 weeks ago. When we got home and I figured because she was already sleepy I would skip bath time. I changed her and fed, rocked, and storied her - as per usual. I put her in her crib at exactly 9pm and climbed into bed. at 1015 she was still not sleeping. We had attempted the soother re-insertion a few times but she soon went from talking, to fussing, to crying. She hasn't objected to bedtime in what seems like forever!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called a "bedtime do-over". C took her out of her crib and she had this smug look on her face. She held her head high and was smiling and looking around everywhere. I ran a bath, she swam, laughed, smiled, drank some water... she got her hair blow-dryed, her massage in front of the heater, a fresh diaper and a tummy top up. I put her in her crib and within 3 minutes, she was sleeping.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out altering the routine is NOT okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am never missing bedtime again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-5534863497973514634?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/5534863497973514634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=5534863497973514634' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5534863497973514634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/5534863497973514634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/bedtime-do-over.html' title='{Bedtime Do-over}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-2388476587884505997</id><published>2011-03-05T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:38:53.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Happy Birthday, Husby}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just wanted to wish my husband a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy 26th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May this year be the best year yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you, D &amp;amp; H xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-2388476587884505997?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/2388476587884505997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=2388476587884505997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2388476587884505997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/2388476587884505997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-husby.html' title='{Happy Birthday, Husby}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-244409267815239996</id><published>2011-03-05T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:28:35.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{'Nucks Fan}</title><content type='html'>H loves hockey (I tried to tell her it's sucky, she doesn't care). Daddy loves her hockey jersey (I tried to tell him it's a size 2T, he doesn't care). Mommy loves H's new tights (C tried to tell me they don't match, I don't care).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you get when you mix that all together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n6wu3nfL5JQ/TXByXeppiXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/UTqPBYxgRfo/s1600/DSC02574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n6wu3nfL5JQ/TXByXeppiXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/UTqPBYxgRfo/s320/DSC02574.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="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-p2BVL2YMnAU/TXBycI6Os3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/2PfraJVFcR8/s1600/DSC02577.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-p2BVL2YMnAU/TXBycI6Os3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/2PfraJVFcR8/s320/DSC02577.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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uob-bXZQFL0/TXByi4c9CFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v3OTAKalLaM/s1600/DSC02579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uob-bXZQFL0/TXByi4c9CFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v3OTAKalLaM/s320/DSC02579.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-244409267815239996?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/244409267815239996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=244409267815239996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/244409267815239996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/244409267815239996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/nucks-fan.html' title='{&apos;Nucks Fan}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n6wu3nfL5JQ/TXByXeppiXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/UTqPBYxgRfo/s72-c/DSC02574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-1482095040011040261</id><published>2011-03-04T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T12:59:16.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Friday Night Leftovers}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s1600/leftoversbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;H is 14 weeks old! (I won't insert some cheesy, sappy line about how fast she's growing, this time!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's C's birthday, tomorrow. He'll be 26. I've been calling him "Grampa Daddy" all week just to bug him! haha poor Husby!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A friend of mine had her babygirl on March 1st. 9lbs 15oz born on her due date!! I went to visit them and baby A is just so tiny - even though she's big - in comparison to H. Seems like only yesterday she was tiny, too... You didn't think I'd be able to go this whole post without that cheesy, sappy "how fast she's growing" line, didja?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;H LOVES the bath. I know I've said that before but for real.. she swims, swims, swims! Check it out... she's SO CUTE!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-73da7cfc1fbe5997" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73da7cfc1fbe5997%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333169359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA1A0886555B26FFE9658702C41C821405DC11C2.564AA155D29093EB5E31EA55BE04CF495EAC547%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73da7cfc1fbe5997%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1egVV4za4_xp8aw3USDcP7zRvmg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73da7cfc1fbe5997%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333169359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA1A0886555B26FFE9658702C41C821405DC11C2.564AA155D29093EB5E31EA55BE04CF495EAC547%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73da7cfc1fbe5997%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1egVV4za4_xp8aw3USDcP7zRvmg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've sucked at blogging this week. Sometimes I just feel like I have nothing to say but a friend of mine suggested listing things as I think of them so that when I have a day I can't come up with something, I can refer to the list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love comments... jus sayin'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our bedtimes have slowly become 830! I love it. Long gone are the 1130 bedtimes that I came to loathe. Now that she's in bed early, we're in bed super early, too. We're not used to this bedtime yet so as soon as she's asleep it's like we feel rushed to go to bed as well. Then we look at the clock and we're like.. "oh right.. it's only 845". Ha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I made "Cake Pops" for C's birthday... it was my first attempt at them but I think they turned out pretty awesome! I guess we'll find out tonight if people like them. Honestly, I don't even care if they're good because they look so damn pretty! Don't they?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gEN9DBB3_8M/TXBwihRNL2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/aPkp0c9WRfU/s1600/DSC02523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gEN9DBB3_8M/TXBwihRNL2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/aPkp0c9WRfU/s320/DSC02523.JPG" width="320" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have fresh sheets on my bed right now. I love fresh sheets.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;C and I have been together for 4 years, married for 2 this July, and neither one of us has ever successfully bought each other a present (christmas, birthday, valentines, etc.) without telling what we got, or giving it early. This year, I have had C's present for over a month. It's been unwrapped and hidden and I have not told him what it is. He has no idea. Tomorrow, I will be the first one to keep a present a surprise!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;We're going to Peachland for my sisters graduation in May. I am so excited I'm contemplating making a countdown. My mom and sister have not seen H since she was born, my stepdad has never met her (aside from Skype) and my brother hasn't seen her since last month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;MmmMmmMmm, there are more leftovers &lt;a href="http://sippycupsarenotforstarbucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-1482095040011040261?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/1482095040011040261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=1482095040011040261' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1482095040011040261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/1482095040011040261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/friday-night-leftovers.html' title='{Friday Night Leftovers}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5do6D5MtOJo/TXBsOq4wZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SEG7oh5wOBk/s72-c/leftoversbutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-624512062696539428</id><published>2011-03-03T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T20:35:47.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{Water Baby}</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we brought H to the pool. I wasn't sure how she'd like it because when it comes to baths she likes them HOT. She did great though. Not as much "swimming" as in the tub but no crying at all. She even got dunked!&amp;nbsp;I'm so excited to get her in the lake this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SDwQ14SCLOo/TXBrBNB6rJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ngBRARuS53o/s1600/DSC02443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SDwQ14SCLOo/TXBrBNB6rJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ngBRARuS53o/s320/DSC02443.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="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gWjGhuAEy0U/TXBrEDUigBI/AAAAAAAAAOw/D6QIduzPOPI/s1600/DSC02453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gWjGhuAEy0U/TXBrEDUigBI/AAAAAAAAAOw/D6QIduzPOPI/s320/DSC02453.JPG" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-R_711Z6CU2Y/TXBrK_i5KYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ljMKMp9LEtc/s1600/DSC02478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-R_711Z6CU2Y/TXBrK_i5KYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ljMKMp9LEtc/s320/DSC02478.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="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rSfGG6LrdZA/TXBrRhOP1mI/AAAAAAAAAO4/3f9Yl-f5zB4/s1600/DSC02479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rSfGG6LrdZA/TXBrRhOP1mI/AAAAAAAAAO4/3f9Yl-f5zB4/s320/DSC02479.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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-zQI05ML2S3A/TXBrZCLkM7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/2DNBqFF9Nhg/s1600/DSC02481.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-zQI05ML2S3A/TXBrZCLkM7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/2DNBqFF9Nhg/s320/DSC02481.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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3RZ2sor-QSs/TXBrf0ed9QI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pOmvmKIi1i8/s1600/DSC02482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3RZ2sor-QSs/TXBrf0ed9QI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pOmvmKIi1i8/s320/DSC02482.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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-58l4sHwZQRA/TXBrsGWQonI/AAAAAAAAAPI/hVuGiUkLAgU/s1600/DSC02508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-58l4sHwZQRA/TXBrsGWQonI/AAAAAAAAAPI/hVuGiUkLAgU/s320/DSC02508.jpg" width="212" /&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/771092959893623027-624512062696539428?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/624512062696539428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=624512062696539428' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/624512062696539428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/624512062696539428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/water-baby.html' title='{Water Baby}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SDwQ14SCLOo/TXBrBNB6rJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ngBRARuS53o/s72-c/DSC02443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-7576871274559694631</id><published>2011-03-01T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:54:09.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{O.T.G}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd like to introduce you to the newest member of our family. H left us about 3 days ago and in her place we have this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redstaplerchronicles.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/oscar-the-grouch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.redstaplerchronicles.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/oscar-the-grouch.jpg" /&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;I don't know who the eff stole my baby and replaced her with this grouch but I'd like her back. PLEASE. I seriously want to pull my hair out. She screams pretty much all day and when she's not screaming she's fussing. I've barely even got a smile out of her! She used to be the smiliest baby around. Anyways, I think she's teething, she's showing all symptoms (runny nose, looser stole, crying fits, exsessive drooling, chewing on EVERYTHING...) and I'm almost certain I can feel a little sharpie on her bottom left side. I guess we'll eventually find out but in the meantime I want to ship her away in a box (not for real, she's still pretty cute, even if she is crying).&amp;nbsp;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/771092959893623027-7576871274559694631?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/7576871274559694631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=7576871274559694631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7576871274559694631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/7576871274559694631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/03/otg.html' title='{O.T.G}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-771092959893623027.post-760954327691903152</id><published>2011-02-26T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T21:11:52.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{3 Months Old}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3vMAUPIwEM8/TWnWx0KMdeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kU49GsNhR14/s1600/DSC02412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3vMAUPIwEM8/TWnWx0KMdeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kU49GsNhR14/s640/DSC02412.jpg" width="424" /&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;&lt;b&gt;likes:&lt;/b&gt; (they're pretty much the same as month 2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Baths - forget like, she LOVES them. She gets super excited as soon as she hears the tub running and her arms and legs start going. Once she's in she "swims" like crazy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Massages - beside the heater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Outside - she loves fresh air.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Laying on her change table - it's her favourite place to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*The fan - it runs in her bedroom while she sleeps and she sleeps so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Cuddles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Rocks in her glider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Funny faces and voices - she giggles and smiles so much when you talk to her in silly voices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Gripe Water&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;&lt;b&gt;dislikes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Sore Tummies - she loses her mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Her carseat - ugh. HATES it, with a passion.&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;&lt;b&gt;could take it or leave it:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*The singing mirror in the car - sometimes it makes her happy, sometimes she hates it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Her swing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Her bumbo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Her sucky - she prefers her hands these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Bedtime - sometimes she goes down easy, sometimes she screams for 10 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Tummy Time - she's getting better at it and screams less and less each time.&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;b&gt;What happened this month:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*At her 3 month Doctor's Appointment she weighed in at 12lbs 10oz, and 23.75" long. She's in the 50th percentile for both weight and height, now. The doctor said she's "perfect" but I'm sure they tell everyone that.&amp;nbsp;&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;*She's still super chubby. Her thigh rolls are out of control and she has little boobies!&amp;nbsp;&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;*She caught her first cold. We were both sick at the same time and it made for quite the grumpy twosome. She still slept great though, so because of that we both got better quickly!&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;*She rolled over!! Three times in 1 day &amp;nbsp;(Feb 22/11)... and then never again. I can't wait until she does it more regularly.&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;*She laughed - like, for real. We've been getting "cough laughs" since last month but on Feb 23/11 she gave her first real one. Riiiight from the belly. It shocked me and I almost dropped her. She still doesn't do it often but we get about one real laugh a day and then a bunch of cough laughs (they sound kind of like she's coughing or breathing groggy).&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;*For 1 week exactly, she has been crib trained. We started our bedtime routine Feb 19/11 and it's going great! We have a bath, a massage, storytime while we eat and then put in the crib, awake. Once the fan is on, and the light is off, she usually goes to sleep without any issues. Every once in awhile we have about 10 minutes of screaming but it never lasts long. She's been sleeping from about 9pm-7am, eating, and then sleeping from about 715-1030. It varies a bit but sticks pretty close to this schedule. We're very lucky and hope it keeps up! (This better not jinx us).&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;*She's IN LOVE with her hands. They're always in her mouth - both of them.&amp;nbsp;&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;*Her blocked tear duct is gone!&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;*She smiles SO MUCH. It still melts my heart.&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;*We went on a week long trip to the city without daddy. She was excellent and slept so good the whole time we were there. We got to meet her new best friend, Makenna, and visit with her Auntee's. It was a long visit but it also included meeting her Uncle Mike which was nice. She loved him and was full of smiles. We were both happy to get home to daddy, though... or maybe I was a little more happy than she was!&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;*She "talks" lots and tells stories constantly. We love to hear what she has to say!&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;It's crazy how fast time flies (and I'm sure I'll say that every month) but she becomes so much funner every month. I can't get over how quickly she changes right before my eyes. It's so amazing to watch her grow.&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;Happy 3 Months, H! Your Mumma loves you xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SD60SrVEtZA/TWnc76y0v4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/WNtjmThPAxM/s1600/DSC02417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SD60SrVEtZA/TWnc76y0v4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/WNtjmThPAxM/s320/DSC02417.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;Little feeties! We're doing quarterly footprints...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/771092959893623027-760954327691903152?l=dfost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/feeds/760954327691903152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=771092959893623027&amp;postID=760954327691903152' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/760954327691903152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/771092959893623027/posts/default/760954327691903152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfost.blogspot.com/2011/02/3-months-old.html' title='{3 Months Old}'/><author><name>dfost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03125594936982515740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oP7qTp5oYHk/TqjlcjfxC_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/EznDdhEPexw/s220/12322..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3vMAUPIwEM8/TWnWx0KMdeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kU49GsNhR14/s72-c/DSC02412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
